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. Wlt Punished Prospers Most
2. Upon a Painted Gentlewoman
3. Four Things Make Us Happy Here
4. The Watch
5. Upon Wrinkles

Распечатать (To print)

Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1439

Последние стихотворения

To English version