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Robert Herrick (Роберт Геррик (Херрик))


How His Soul Came Ensnared


My soul would one day go and seek
For roses, and in Julia's cheek
A richess of those sweets she found,
As in another Rosamond;
But gathering roses as she was,
Not knowing what would come to pass,
it chanced a ringlet of her hair
Caught my poor soul, as in a snare;
Which ever since has been in thrall;
--Yet freedom she enjoys withal. 



Robert Herrick's other poems:
  1. The Hour-Glass
  2. The Bad Season Makes the Poet Sad
  3. To Perilla
  4. What Kind Of Mistress He Would Have
  5. Upon Shark


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