Robert Herrick quotes

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You are the Queen all flowers among,
But die you must (faire Maid) ere long,
As He, the maker of this Song.
Or a sigh of such as bring
Cowslips for her covering.
Where we such clusters had,
As made us nobly wild, not mad;
And to your more bewitching, see the proud,
Plump bed bear up, and swelling like a cloud,
See where she comes, and smell how all the street,
Breathes vineyards and pomegranates: oh, how sweet!
A little meat best fits a little belly,
As sweetly Lady, give me leave to tell ye,
Lord, Thou hast given me a cell
Wherein to dwell;
And little house, whose humble roof
Is weather-proof;
My merrie, merrie boyes,
The Christmas Log to the firing;
'Cherry-ripe, ripe, ripe', I cry,
'Full and fair ones; come and buy':
Rise and put on your foliage, and be seen
To come forth, like the springtime, fresh and green,
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