Upon A Delaying Lady
Come, come away Or let me go; Must I here stay Because you're slow, And will continue so; Troth, lady, no. I scorn to be A slave to state; And since I'm free, I will not wait, Henceforth at such a rate, For needy fate. If you desire My spark should glow, The peeping fire You must blow; Or I shall quickly grow To frost, or snow.
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"Come, come away..."
Exploring the themes of classic, Robert Herrick delivers a powerful performance in "Upon A Delaying Lady"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...