When I got health, thou took’st away my life, And more; for my friends die: My mirth and edge was lost; a blunted knife Was of more use then I. Thus thinne and lean without a fence or friend, I was blown through with ev’ry storm and winde.
The Temple George Herbert, The Works of George Herbert (London: George Routledge & Co., 1854), 41.
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