By George Herbert Lord, who createdst man in wealth and store,
Though foolishly he lost the same,
Decaying more and more,
Till he became
Most poore:
With thee
O let me rise
As larks, harmoniously,
And sing this day thy victories:
Then shall the fall further the flight in me.

My tender age in sorrow did beginne
And still with sicknesses and shame.
Thou didst so punish sinne,
That I became
Most thinne.
With thee
Let me combine,
And feel thy victorie:
For, if I imp my wing on thine,
Affliction shall advance the flight in me.

What does the structure of the poem as the outspread wings of a flying bird convey?
A. the idea of victory in the second stanza of the poem
B. the poet's wish to rise from the fallen state of humanity
C. the overwhelming beauty of nature
D. the effect of harmonious flight of birds