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George Herbert - Non-Music, Lyric Poem (Literature)

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Oh King of grief! (a title strange, yet true, To thee of all kings only due) Oh King of wounds! how shall I grieve for thee, Who in all grief preventest me? Shall I weep blood? why thou has wept such store That all thy body was one door. Shall I be scourged, flouted, boxed, sold? 'Tis but to tell the tale is told. 'My God, my God, why dost thou part from me? ' Was such a grief as cannot be. Shall I then sing, skipping, thy doleful story, And side with thy triumphant glory? Shall thy strokes be my stroking? thorns, my flower? Thy rod, my posy? cross, my bower? But how then shall I imitate thee, and Copy thy fair, though bloody hand? Surely I will revenge me on thy love, And try who shall victorious prove. If thou dost give me wealth, I will restore All back unto thee by the poor. If thou dost give me honour, men shall see, The honour doth belong to thee. I will not marry; or, if she be mine, She and her children shall be thine. My bosom friend, if he blaspheme thy name, I will tear thence his love and fame. One half of me being gone, the rest I give Unto some Chapel, die or live. As for thy passion - But of that anon, When with the other I have done. For thy predestination I'll contrive, That three years hence, if I survive, I'll build a spittle, or mend common ways, But mend mine own without delays. Then I will use the works of thy creation, As if I us'd them but for fashion. The world and I will quarrel; and the year Shall not perceive, that I am here. My music shall find thee, and ev'ry string Shall have his attribute to sing; That all together may accord in thee, And prove one God, one harmony. If thou shalt give me wit, it shall appear; If thou hast giv'n it me, 'tis here. Nay, I will read thy book, and never move Till I have found therein thy love; Thy art of love, which I'll turn back on thee, O my dear Saviour, Victory! Then for thy passion - I will do for that - Alas, my God, I know not what.

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Meaning of "The Thanksgiving" by George Herbert

The lyrics present a speaker grappling with how to adequately respond to immense divine suffering, particularly the crucifixion. The opening lines directly address a "King of grief" and "King of wounds," establishing a tone of awe and bewilderment at the scale of this pain. The speaker questions their own capacity to grieve, noting that the divine figure has already endured such profound suffering that "all thy body was one door." This sets up a central tension: the speaker’s desire to reciprocate or even rival this sacrifice, contrasted with the perceived impossibility of doing so. The core of the piece lies in the speaker's proposed acts of devotion and "revenge" against divine love. They vow to return wealth by giving to the poor, dedicate honor to the divine, and even offer their spouse and children to this cause. The speaker declares, "I will revenge me on thy love, / And try who shall victorious prove," framing their own acts of piety as a competitive response to divine sacrifice. This creates a fascinating dynamic where human action is presented as a form of tribute, almost a challenge, to divine suffering. The craft here is in the sustained, almost aggressive, questioning and the subsequent catalog of proposed actions. The speaker moves from rhetorical questions like "Shall I weep blood?" to concrete, albeit extreme, vows. The repetition of "If thou dost give me... I will..." structures the speaker's commitment. The shift from the initial lament to the determined, almost militant, pledge to "Copy thy fair, though bloody hand" highlights the speaker's evolving, and perhaps desperate, attempt to connect with the divine through action. The concluding lines, however, reveal a lingering uncertainty, as the speaker admits, "Alas, my God, I know not what" regarding the divine passion. This lyrical exploration is effective because it captures a very human struggle with overwhelming spiritual concepts. The speaker’s desire to participate in or mirror divine sacrifice, even through seemingly transactional vows, feels deeply relatable. The ultimate admission of not knowing how to respond to the passion brings a poignant humility to the preceding declarations, grounding the grand spiritual ambition in a moment of profound, personal uncertainty. The lyrics suggest a complex relationship where devotion is expressed through a mixture of awe, imitation, and a fierce, almost competitive, desire to prove one's own worthiness in the face of divine sacrifice.

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