Robert Herrick (Роберт Геррик (Херрик))

Upon Her Feet

     Her pretty feet
     Like snails did creep
     A little out, and then,
     As if they played at Bo-peep,
     Did soon draw in again.

1. Love, What It Is
2. Upon Tears
3. Wlt Punished Prospers Most
4. No Pains, No Gains
5. Upon Wrinkles

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Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1807

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