Heaven
by George Herbert
O who will show me those delights on high?
Echo. I.
Thou Echo, thou art mortall, all men know.
Echo. No.
Wert thou not born among the trees and leaves?
Echo. Leaves.
And are there any leaves, that still abide?
Echo. Bide.
What leaves are they? impart the matter wholly.
Echo. Holy.
Are holy leaves the Echo then of blisse?
Echo. Yes.
Then tell me, what is that supreme delight?
Echo. Light.
Light to the minde: what shall the will enjoy?
Echo. Joy.
But are there cares and businesse with the pleasure?
Echo. Leisure.
Light, joy, and leisure; but shall they persevere?
Echo. Ever.
Redemption
by George Herbert
Having been tenant long to a rich Lord,
Not thriving, I resolved to be bold,
And make a suit unto him, to afford
a new small-rented lease, and cancel th’old.
In heaven at his manor I him sought:
They told me there, that he was lately gone
About some land, which he had dearly brought
Long since on earth, to take possession.
I straight returned, and knowing his great birth,
sought him accordingly in great resorts,
In cities, theatres, gardens, parks and courts:
At length I heard a ragged noise and mirth
Of thieves and murderers: there I him espied
Who straight, Your suit is granted, said, and died.
