Robert Herrick (Роберт Геррик (Херрик))

Upon Julia's Recovery

Droop, droop no more, or hang the head,
Ye roses almost withered;
Now strength, and newer purple get,
Each here declining violet.
O primroses!  let this day be
A resurrection unto ye;
And to all flowers allied in blood,
Or sworn to that sweet sisterhood.
For health on Julia's cheek hath shed
Claret and cream commingled;
And those, her lips, do now appear
As beams of coral, but more clear.

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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