Robert Herrick

(1591-1674 / London / England)

To Mistress Katharine Bradshaw, The Lovely, That Crowned Him With Laurel - Poem by Robert Herrick

My Muse in meads has spent her many hours
Sitting, and sorting several sorts of flowers,
To make for others garlands; and to set
On many a head here, many a coronet.
But amongst all encircled here, not one
Gave her a day of coronation;
Till you, sweet mistress, came and interwove
A laurel for her, ever young as Love.
You first of all crown'd her; she must, of due,
Render for that, a crown of life to you.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002



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