Wednesday, February 21, 2007


"Is this a fast, to keep
The larder lean?
And clean
From fat of
veals, and sheep?
Is it to quit the dish
of flesh, yet still
The platter high with fish?
Is it to fast an hour,
Or ragged
to go,
Or show a downcast look, and sour?
"No: 'tis a fast, to dole
Thy sheaf of wheat, and meat
Unto the hungry soul.
It is to fast
from strife,
From old debate
And hate;
To circumcise thy life.
"To show a heart grief-rent;
To starve thy sin,
not bin;
that's to keep thy Lent."

- Robert Herrick, a seventeenth century poet


Post a Comment

<< Home

About Us | Contact Us | Help | Terms of Service | Privacy Policy
All bragging rights reserved © 2005