George Herbert. . . and Chocolate Soufflés

February 27th is when the Anglican Church remembers the beloved metaphysical poet George Herbert. I first encountered his poetry in high school literature at LCA. I know some of you took the same class, and probably used the same lit book I did. His poem The Pulley has reverberated through the years of my life: When God at first made man, Having a glass of blessings standing by, "Let us," said he, "pour on him all we can; Let the world's riches, which dispersed lie, Contract into a span." So strength first made a way; Then beauty flow'd, then wisdom, honour, pleasure; When almost all was out, God made a stay, Perceiving that alone of all his treasure, Rest in the bottom lay. "For if I should," said he, "Bestow this jewel also on my creature, He would adore my gifts instead of me, And rest in Nature, not the God of Nature: So both should losers be. "Yet let him keep the rest, But keep them with repining restlessness; Let him be rich and we...