<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=396364" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Temper</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">How should I praise thee, Lord! how should my rhymes<br>Gladly engrave thy love in steel,<br>If what my soul doth feel sometimes<br>My soul might ever feel!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Although there were some forty heav'ns, or more,<br>Sometimes I peer above them all;<br>Sometimes I hardly reach a score,<br>Sometimes to hell I fall.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O rack me not to such a vast extent;<br>Those distances belong to thee:<br>The world's too little for thy tent,<br>A grave too big for me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wilt thou meet arms with man, that thou dost stretch<br>A crum of dust from heav'n to hell?<br>Will great God measure with a wretch?<br>Shall he thy stature spell?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O let me, when thy roof my soul hath hid,<br>O let me roost and nestle there:<br>Then of a sinner thou art rid,<br>And I of hope and fear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet take thy way; for sure thy way is best:<br>Stretch or contract me, thy poor debtor:<br>This is but tuning of my breast,<br>To make the music better.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whether I fly with angels, fall with dust,<br>Thy hands made both, and I am there:<br>Thy power and love, my love and trust<br>Make one place ev'ry where.</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=396364" data-title="The Temper de George Herbert" data-description="How should I praise thee, Lord! how should my rhymes Gladly engrave thy love in steel, If what my soul doth feel sometimes My soul might ever feel! Although there were some forty heav'ns, or more, Sometimes I peer above them all; Sometimes I hard..."></div> </div> </div>

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