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The Peter-Penny.

By Robert Herrick

Topics: classic

Fresh strewings allow     To my sepulchre now,     To make my lodging the sweeter;     A staff or a wand     Put then in my hand,     With a penny to pay S. Peter.     Who has not a cross     Must sit with the loss,     And no whit further must venture;     Since the porter he     Will paid have his fee,     Or else not one there must enter.     Who at a dead lift     Can't send for a gift     A pig to the priest for a roaster,     Shall hear his clerk say,     By yea and by nay,     No penny, no paternoster.

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Robert Herrick

About Robert Herrick

Robert Herrick (1591–1674) was an English Cavalier poet whose "Hesperides" (1648) contains over 1,200 poems. His carpe diem verse "To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time" ("Gather ye rosebuds while ye may") and lyric poems celebrate love, beauty, and the passing of time.

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