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    George Herbert - Love

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    George Herbert - Love - Read by Bramwell Fletcher

    Love
    by George Herbert (1593-1632)

    Love bade me welcome, yet my soul drew back,
    Guilty of dust and sin.
    But quick-ey'd Love, observing me grow slack
    From my first entrance in,
    Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning
    If I lack'd any thing.

    "A guest," I answer'd, "worthy to be here";
    Love said, "You shall be he."
    "I, the unkind, ungrateful? Ah my dear,
    I cannot look on thee."
    Love took my hand, and smiling did reply,
    "Who made the eyes but I?"

    "Truth, Lord, but I have marr'd them; let my shame
    Go where it doth deserve."
    "And know you not," says Love, "who bore the blame?"
    "My dear, then I will serve."
    "You must sit down," says Love, "and taste my meat."
    So I did sit and eat.