Robert Herrick (Роберт Геррик (Херрик))

To Silvia

Pardon my trespass, Silvia! I confess
My kiss out-went the bounds of shamefacedness:—
None is discreet at all times; no, not Jove
Himself, at one time, can be wise and love.

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

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