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George Herbert

Easter

I GOT me flowers to straw Thy way,
    I got me boughs off many a tree;
But Thou wast up by break of day,
    And brought'st Thy sweets along with Thee.

Yet though my flowers be lost, they say
    A heart can never come too late;
Teach it to sing Thy praise this day,
    And then this day my life shall date.

 
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