Bitter-sweet
AH my deare angrie Lord
Since thou dost love , yet strike ;
Cast down , yet help afford ;
Sure I will do the like.
I will complaine , yet praise ;
I will bewail , approve :
And all my sowre-sweet days
I will lament , and love.
The Works of George Herbert, ed. by F. E. Hutchinson (Oxford: Clarendon, 1941), 171.