Robert Herrick (Роберт Геррик (Херрик))

Grace for a Child

Here, a little child, I stand,
Heaving up my either hand:
Cold as paddocks though they be,
Here I lift them up to thee,
For a benison to fall
On our meat, and on us all.
Amen. 

1. His Last Request to Julia
2. Things Mortal Still Mutable (Epigram)
3. To Sapho
4. To Be Merry
5. Posting to Printing (Epigram)

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