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How soon doth man decay! When clothes are taken from a chest of sweets To swaddle infants, whose young breath Scarce knows the way; Those clouts are little winding-sheets, Which do consign and send them unto Death. When boyes go first to bed, They step into their voluntarie graves; Sleep binds them fast; onely their breath Makes them not dead: Successive nights, like rolling waves, Convey them quickly who are bound for Death. When Youth is frank and free, And calls for musick, while his veins do swell, All day exchanging mirth and breath In companie, That musick summons to the knell Which shall befriend him at the house of Death. When man grows staid and wise, Getting a house and home, where he may move Within the circle of his breath, Schooling his eyes, That dumbe inclosure maketh love Unto the coffin, that attends his death. When Age grows low and weak, Marking his grave, and thawing ev'ry year, Till all do melt and drown his breath When he would speak, A chair or litter shows the biere Which shall convey him to the house of Death. Man, ere he is aware, Hath put together a solemnitie, And drest his hearse, while he has breath As yet to spare; Yet, Lord, instruct us so to die, That all these dyings may be LIFE in DEATH.

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Meaning of "Mortification" by George Herbert

The lyrics present a stark, almost relentless meditation on human mortality, framing every stage of life as a prelude to death. From the swaddling clothes of infants, described as "little winding-sheets," to the "voluntarie graves" of boys going to bed, the text consistently equates the natural progression of existence with decay and an inevitable end. This perspective is not one of mourning, but of stark observation, highlighting how life's very acts of beginning and continuation are intrinsically linked to dying. The central tension arises from the narrator's persistent, almost obsessive, focus on death as the ultimate destination, regardless of life's circumstances. Whether it's the "mirth and breath" of youth or the "staid and wise" pursuit of a home, each phase is depicted as a step closer to the "house of Death." The lyrics suggest that life itself is a series of small deaths, a continuous process of decay that man is often unaware of until it's too late. The most striking craft element is the pervasive use of contrasting imagery and the redefinition of life's milestones as death-related events. "Clothes are taken from a chest of sweets / To swaddle infants" immediately juxtaposes sweetness with the grim reality of "winding-sheets." Similarly, sleep, a restorative act, becomes a "voluntarie grave," and a "chair or litter" – symbols of comfort or necessity in old age – are presented as harbingers of the "biere." This consistent reframing forces the reader to see life through the lens of its conclusion. This relentless focus on mortality, while bleak, serves to underscore the final plea for divine instruction. By meticulously detailing how life's stages "consign and send them unto Death," the lyrics create a profound sense of urgency. The concluding lines, "instruct us so to die, / That all these dyings may be LIFE in DEATH," transform the preceding observations into a desperate prayer for spiritual transcendence, suggesting that true life is found not in avoiding death, but in understanding its ultimate meaning.

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