Robert Herrick (Роберт Геррик (Херрик))

To Heaven

Open thy gates
To him who weeping waits,
And might come in,
But that held back by sin.
Let mercy be
So kind, to set me free,
And I will straight
Come in, or force the gate. 

1. Upon Tears
2. Felicity Quick of Flight
3. Purposes
4. No Pains, No Gains
5. Upon a Painted Gentlewoman

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