Virtue
George Herbert
1593 to 1633
Track 1
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Only a sweet and virtuous soul,
Thy root is ever in its grave,
Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye:
A box where sweets compacted lie;
Sweet rose, whose hue angry and brave
And thou must die.
Then chiefly lives.
The dew shall weep thy fall to-night;
For thou must die.
My music shows ye have your closes,
Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright,
Like season'd timber, never gives;
The bridal of the earth and sky:
But though the whole world turn to coal,
Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses,
And all must die.
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