“Artillery” ~ The Imaginative Conservative: George Herbert

As I one evening sat before my cell, / Methought a star did shoot into my lap. / I rose and shook my clothes, as knowing well / That from small fires comes oft no small mishap… (poem by George Herbert)
— Read on theimaginativeconservative.org/2021/05/artillery-george-herbert.html

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