GEORGE HERBERT "Easter Wings"

metaphysical poet

baroque

Lord, who createdst man in wealth and store (zasobie)

Though (ktrymi) foolishly he lost the same (szasta),
Decaying (grzenc) more and more,
Till he became
Most poore;
With thee (~Boe)
O let me rise (wzlecie)
As larks (skowronek), harmoniously,
And sing this day thy victories:
Then shall the fall further the flight in me. (nawet upadek w locie mi pomoe)

My tender (niedojrzay) age in sorrow did beginne (pocz)

And still with sicknesses and shame.
Thou didst so punish sinne (ponc wstydem),
That I became
Most thinne (bardziej ni may).
With thee
Let me combine, (wzlemy razem boe)
And feel thy victorie: (Niech triumf Twj pomno)

For, if I imp my wing on thine, (Gdy skrzydem skrzydo wesprzesz moje)

Affliction shall advance the flight in me. (Nawet uomno w locie mi pomoe)