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To The Most Virtuous Mistress Pot, Who Many Times Entertained Him.

By Robert Herrick

Topics: classic

When I through all my many poems look,     And see yourself to beautify my book,     Methinks that only lustre doth appear     A light fulfilling all the region here.     Gild still with flames this firmament, and be     A lamp eternal to my poetry.     Which, if it now or shall hereafter shine,     'Twas by your splendour, lady, not by mine.     The oil was yours; and that I owe for yet:     He pays the half who does confess the debt.

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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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