(1591-1674 / London / England)

Poems of Robert Herrick

281. UPON TEARS 12/31/2002
282. UPON THE DETRACTER 12/31/2002
283. UPON THE LOSS OF HIS MISTRESSES 12/31/2002
284. Upon The Nipples Of Julia's Breast 1/13/2003
285. UPON TIME 12/31/2002
286. UPON WRINKLES 12/31/2002
287. WANT 12/31/2002
288. What Kind Of Mistress He Would Have 12/31/2002
289. WHEN HE WOULD HAVE HIS VERSES READ 12/31/2002
290. WHY FLOWERS CHANGE COLOUR 12/31/2002
291. WlT PUNISHED PROSPERS MOST 12/31/2002
292. WRITING 12/31/2002

UPON JULIA'S RECOVERY

Droop, droop no more, or hang the head,
Ye roses almost withered;
Now strength, and newer purple get,
Each here declining violet.
O primroses! let this day be
A resurrection unto ye;
And to all flowers allied in blood,
Or sworn to that sweet sisterhood.
For health on Julia's cheek hath shed

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