<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=396324" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Man's Medley</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hark, how the birds do sing, <br>and woods do ring. <br>All creatures have their joy: and man hath his. <br>Yet if we rightly measure, <br>Man's joy and pleasure <br>Rather hereafter, than in present, is. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">To this life things of sense <br>Make their pretense: <br>In th'other Angels have a right by birth: <br>Man ties them both alone, <br>And makes them one, <br>With th'one hand touching heav'n, with th'other earth. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In soul he mounts and flies, <br>In flesh he dies. <br>He wears a stuff whose thread is coarse and round, <br>But trimm'd with curious lace <br>And should take place <br>After the trimming, not the stuff and ground. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not that he may not here <br>Taste of the cheer, <br>But as birds drink, and straight lift up their head, <br>So must he sip and think <br>Of better drink <br>He may attain to, after he is dead. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But as his joys are double, <br>So is his trouble. <br>He hath two winters, other things but one: <br>Both frosts and thoughts do nip, <br>And bite his lip; <br>And he of all things fears two deaths alone. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet ev'n the greatest griefs <br>May be reliefs, <br>Could he but take them right, and in their ways. <br>Happy is he, whose heart <br>Hath found the art <br>To turn his double pains to double praise.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=George+Herbert">George Herbert</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=396324" data-title="Man's Medley de George Herbert" data-description="Hark, how the birds do sing, and woods do ring. All creatures have their joy: and man hath his. Yet if we rightly measure, Man's joy and pleasure Rather hereafter, than in present, is. To this life things of sense Make their pretense: In ..."></div> </div> </div>

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