When He Would Have His Verses Read
In sober mornings do thou not rehearse The holy incantation of a verse; But when that men have both well drunk, and fed, Let my enchantments then be sung, or read. When laurel spurts i' th' fire, and when the hearth Smiles to itself, and gilds the roof with mirth; When up the thyrse is raised, and when the sound Of sacred orgies flies: "A round, a round;" When the rose reigns, and locks with ointments shine, Let rigid Cato read these lines of mine.
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"In sober mornings do thou not rehearse..."
This evocative piece by Robert Herrick, titled "When He Would Have His Verses Read", 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...