EASTER WEEK 2021

Easter Wings

BY GEORGE HERBERT

Lord, who createdst man in wealth and store,

      Though foolishly he lost the same,

            Decaying more and more,

                  Till he became

                        Most poore:

                        With thee

                  O let me rise

            As larks, harmoniously,

      And sing this day thy victories:

Then shall the fall further the flight in me.

My tender age in sorrow did beginne

      And still with sicknesses and shame.

            Thou didst so punish sinne,

                  That I became

                        Most thinne.

                        With thee

                  Let me combine,

            And feel thy victorie:

         For, if I imp my wing on thine,

Affliction shall advance the flight in me.

For this week, continue to work on your thesis, and/or make up anything missed in previous weeks. This will be our last open/makeup week of the semester. 

If you have not turned in any writing yet for your thesis, plan to do so by the end of this week. 

If you HAVE turned in writing, I will be returning it to you shortly with editorial commentary.