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Robert Herrick (Роберт Геррик (Херрик))


To Sir Clipsby Crew


Since to the country first I came,
I have lost my former flame;
And, methinks, I not inherit,
As I did, my ravish'd spirit.
If I write a verse or two,
'Tis with very much ado;
In regard I want that wine
Which should conjure up a line.
Yet, though now of Muse bereft,
I have still the manners left
For to thank you, noble sir,
For those gifts you do confer
Upon him, who only can
Be in prose a grateful man.



Robert Herrick's other poems:
  1. The Rock of Rubies, and the Quarry of Pearls
  2. His Last Request to Julia
  3. To Anthea (Anthea, I am going hence)
  4. To Sapho
  5. Upon Julia's Ribbon


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