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.
Classic poem
GRACE FOR A CHILD
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About this poem
- First line
- Here, a little child, I stand,
- Poet
- Robert Herrick
- Themes
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