Robert Herrick

(1591-1674 / London / England)

To His Kinswoman, Mistress Susanna Herrick - Poem by Robert Herrick

When I consider, dearest, thou dost stay
But here awhile, to languish and decay;
Like to these garden glories, which here be
The flowery-sweet resemblances of thee:
With grief of heart, methinks, I thus do cry,
Would thou hadst ne'er been born, or might'st not die!


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002



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