Poem by Robert Herrick

On Himself (Lost to the world; lost to myself)

Lost to the world; lost to myself; alone
Here now I rest under this marble stone,
In depth of silence, heard and seen of none.

1. Four Things Make Us Happy Here
2. Love, What It Is
3. Upon Wrinkles
4. Casualties
5. Purposes

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