Poem by Robert Herrick

On Himself (Weep for the dead, for they have lost this light)

Weep for the dead, for they have lost this light;
And weep for me, lost in an endless night;
Or mourn, or make a marble verse for me,
Who writ for many.  BENEDICTE.

1. The Apron of Flowers
2. To Carnations: a Song
3. To Violets
4. To Primroses Filled with Morning Dew
5. To Daisies, Not to Shut so Soon

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