Robert Herrick (Роберт Геррик (Херрик))

Why Flowers Change Colour

These fresh beauties, we can prove,
Once were virgins, sick of love,
Turn'd to flowers: still in some,
Colours go and colours come. 

1. Wlt Punished Prospers Most
2. To Enjoy the Time
3. No Pains, No Gains
4. Felicity Quick of Flight
5. Upon Wrinkles

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