Robert Herrick (Роберт Геррик (Херрик))

Upon Julia's Clothes

Whenas inn silks my Julia goes,
Then, then, methinks, how sweetly flows
That liquefaction of her clothes.

Next, when I cast mine eyes and see
That brave vibration each way free;
O how that glittering taketh me! 

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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