Robert Herrick (Роберт Геррик (Херрик))

His Wish to Privacy

Give me a cell
To dwell,
Where no foot hath
A path;
There will I spend,
And end,
My wearied years
In tears. 

1. Four Things Make Us Happy Here
2. Upon the Detracter
3. Upon Wrinkles
4. Casualties
5. Upon Tears

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