To His Kinswoman, Mistress Susanna Herrick
When I consider, dearest, thou dost stay
But here awhile, to languish and decay;
Like to these garden glories, which here be
The flowery-sweet resemblances of thee:
With grief of heart, methinks, I thus do cry,
Would thou hadst ne'er been born, or might'st not die!
poem by Robert Herrick
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
See quotes about corruption, quotes about gardens, quotes about birth, quotes about death, quotes about heart, or quotes about peace
No comments until now.