Poem by Robert Herrick

Upon Julia's Recovery

Droop, droop no more, or hang the head,
Ye roses almost withered;
Now strength, and newer purple get,
Each here declining violet.
O primroses!  let this day be
A resurrection unto ye;
And to all flowers allied in blood,
Or sworn to that sweet sisterhood.
For health on Julia's cheek hath shed
Claret and cream commingled;
And those, her lips, do now appear
As beams of coral, but more clear.

1. His Last Request to Julia
2. To Anthea (Anthea, I am going hence)
3. To Sapho
4. The Rock of Rubies, and the Quarry of Pearls
5. Upon Julia's Ribbon

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