Grace For a Child

Robert Herrick

 
Here, a little child I stand,
Heaving up my either hand:
Cold as paddocks though they be,
Here I lift them up to Thee,
For a benison to fall
On our meat, and on us all. Amen.
 

Poems by This Author

Corinna's Going a-Maying by Robert Herrick
Get up, get up for shame! The blooming morn
Delight in Disorder by Robert Herrick
A sweet disorder in the dresse
The Argument of His Book by Robert Herrick
I sing of brooks, of blossoms, birds, and bowers,
The Hag by Robert Herrick
The Hag is astride
To Anthea Who May Command Him Any Thing by Robert Herrick
Bid me to live, and I will live
To Blossoms by Robert Herrick
Fair pledges of a fruitful tree,
To Electra by Robert Herrick
I dare not ask to kiss
To Sylvia, To Wed by Robert Herrick
Let us, though late, at last, my Silvia, wed
To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time by Robert Herrick
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
Upon Julia's Clothes by Robert Herrick
Whenas in silks my Julia goes
Upon Shark by Robert Herrick
Shark, when he goes to any publick feast


Further Reading

Poems for Thanksgiving
América
by Richard Blanco
Eternity
by William Blake
Fire Dreams
by Carl Sandburg
Mass for the Day of St. Thomas Didymus [excerpt]
by Denise Levertov
One day is there of the series
by Emily Dickinson
Signs of the Times
by Paul Laurence Dunbar
Te Deum
by Charles Reznikoff
Thanksgiving
by Edgar Guest
Thanksgiving Day
by Lydia Maria Child
Thanksgiving Letter from Harry
by Carl Dennis
The Culture of Glass
by Thylias Moss
The Harvest Moon
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Pumpkin
by John Greenleaf Whittier
The Thanksgivings
by Harriet Maxwell Converse
The Transparent Man
by Anthony Hecht