I got me flowers to straw Thy way,
I got me boughs off many a tree;
But Thou wast up by break of day,
And brought'st Thy sweets along with Thee.
Yet though my flowers be lost, they say
A heart can never come too late;
Teach it to sing Thy praise this day,
And then this day my life shall date.
Easter
George Herbert
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Poem topics: heart, life, lost, never, tree, teach, break, Valentine's Day, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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