-Robert Herrick
Is this a Fast to keep
The larder lean?
And clean
From fat of veals and sheep?
Is it to quit the dish
Of flesh, yet still
To fill
The platter high with fish?
Is it to fast an hour,
Or ragg’d to go,
Or show
A down-cast look and sour?
No: ‘tis a Fast to dole
Thy sheaf of wheat
And meat
Unto the hungry soul.
It is a fast from strife
And old debate,
And hate;
To circumcise thy life.
To show a heart grief-rent
To starve thy sin,
Not bin;
And that’s to keep thy Lent.
For Reflection:
How can I make my Lent be a “true Lent” according to the definition given in this poem?