Robert Herrick (Роберт Геррик (Херрик))

Her Bed

See'st thou that cloud as silver clear,
Plump, soft, and swelling every where?
'Tis Julia's bed, and she sleeps there.

1. Four Things Make Us Happy Here
2. The Succession of the Four Sweet Months
3. Upon the Detracter
4. Upon Tears
5. Love, What It Is

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