Poem by Robert Herrick

Upon the Nipples of Julia's Breast

Have ye beheld (with much delight)
A red rose peeping through a white?
Or else a cherry (double graced)
Within a lily? Centre placed?
Or ever marked the pretty beam
A strawberry shows half drowned in cream?
Or seen rich rubies blushing through
A pure smooth pearl, and orient too?
So like to this, nay all the rest,
Is each neat niplet of her breast. 

1. Felicity Quick of Flight
2. Upon a Painted Gentlewoman
3. Upon Tears
4. Purposes
5. On Himself (Live by thy Muse thou shalt, when others die)

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