One asked me where the roses grew.
I bade him not go seek,
But forthwith bade my Julia show
A bud in either cheek.
I bade him not go seek,
But forthwith bade my Julia show
A bud in either cheek.
The Rosary
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Robert Herrick
1591 - 1674/EnglishRobert Herrick was a 17th century English poet.
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Upon The ******* Of Julia’s Breast
Have ye beheld (with much delight)A red rose peeping through a white?
Divination By A Daffodil
When a daffodil I see,Hanging down his head towards me,
Upon Julia’s *******
Display thy *******, my Julia—there let meBehold that circummortal purity,
Another (Here A Pretty Baby Lies)
Here a pretty baby liesSung asleep with lullabies:
Her Legs
Fain would I kiss my Julia’s dainty leg,Which is as white and hairless as an egg.
