Out Of Time, Out Of Tune.
We blame, nay, we despise her pains That wets her garden when it rains: But when the drought has dried the knot, Then let her use the wat'ring-pot. We pray for showers, at our need, To drench, but not to drown our seed.
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"We blame, nay, we despise her pains..."
This evocative piece by Robert Herrick, titled "Out Of Time, Out Of Tune.", represents a masterful exploration of classic. The lines capture a profound emotional resonance... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...