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Not a sweet dish, but thou dost call it sowre

June 30, 2016


      PEACE pratler, do not lowre:
  Not a fair look, but thou dost call it foul;
  Not a sweet dish, but thou dost call it sowre:
      Musick to thee doth howl.
    By listning to thy chatting fears
    I have both lost mine eyes and eares.

      Pratler, no more, I say,
  My thoughts must work, but like a noiselesse sphere.
  Harmonious peace must rock them all the day:
      No room for pratlers there.
    If thou persistest, I will tell thee,
    That I have physick to expell thee.

The Temple
George Herbert, The Works of George Herbert (London: George Routledge & Co., 1854), 106–107.


Photo of the cloak of conscience by Anna Chromy - Anna Chromy, CC BY 3.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=11495873

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