...speaker's unexpected recovery that returns us to the tone of the poem's opening lines: And now in age I bud again, After so many deaths I live and write;...once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing: O my onely light, It cannot be That I am he On whom thy tempests fell all night, (lines 36-42) The...

...phenomenon: the influx and efflux of God's divinity. Herbert writes later in the poem: "And now in age I bud again,/ After so many deaths I live and write,/...more smell the dew and rain,/ And relish versing." In such poems as "A Prayer in Spring" and "To the Thawing Wind" Frost seems to follow Herbert, though...

...again. After so many deaths I live and wtite; I once more smell the dew and rain. And relish versing: O my only light. It cannot be That I am he On whom tby tempests fell all night. If Herbert can dedicate his poems to God as "my first fruits . . . / Yet...

...George Herbert, surfacing once more. We need not share his faith to appreciate his joy: And now in age I bud again, After so many deaths I live and write,...once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing. First and Last Things Richard Hoggart is the author of numerous books, including The Uses of Literacy.,...

...blown; Where they together All the hard weather, Dead to the world, keep house unknown. And now in age I bud again, After so many deaths I live and write;...once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing: Oh my only light It cannot be That I am he On whom thy tempests fell all night. These are thy wonders....

...difficulty come through to the farther end of hardship of body and soul — much to its own surprise: O my only light, It cannot be That I am he On whom thy tempests fell all night. ("The Flowet, "39-42) Lines like "The fineness which a hymn or psalm affords, / Is, when the soul unto...

...again, After so numy deaths I live and unite; I once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing: O, my only Light, It cannot be That I am he On whom Thy tempests fell a/I night." ((-eorge Herbert) Our understanding of humankind is often narrow and intolerant, as it...

...zone Where all things burn, When thou dost turu, And the least frown of thine is shown? And now in age I bud again; After so many deaths I live and write,...once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing. O my only light, It cannot be That I am he, On whom thy tempests fell all night! These are thy wonders,...

...bontà, nel quale l'anima finirà per placarsi, affrontando serenamente la morte». «And now in age I bud again After so many deaths I live and write;...once more smell the dew and rain And relish versing: O my only light, It cannot be That I am he On whom thy tempests fell all night». Herbert* Ed ormai...

...passing-bell. We say amiss This or that is: Thy word is all, if we could spell. . . . And now in age I bud again, After so many deaths I live and write;...once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing. . . . — From "The Flower," by George Herbert depression: an area lower than the surrounding surface...