Robert Herrick (Роберт Геррик (Херрик))

To Anthea (Anthea, I am going hence)

Anthea, I am going hence
With some small stock of innocence;
But yet those blessed gates I see
Withstanding entrance unto me;
To pray for me do thou begin;—
The porter then will let me in.

1. Four Things Make Us Happy Here
2. Upon the Detracter
3. Upon Wrinkles
4. Casualties
5. Love, What It Is

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