乔治赫伯特.pptxVIP

George Herbert ;;George Herbert;Biography;4/10/2014;4/10/2014;4/10/2014;Writings;;;;;Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright The bridal of the earth and sky: The dew shall weep thy fall tonight, For thou must die. ? Sweet rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eyes: Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. ? ; Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie: My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die. ? Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like seasoned timber, never gives; But though the whole world