Poem by Robert Herrick

Upon Her Feet

     Her pretty feet
     Like snails did creep
     A little out, and then,
     As if they played at Bo-peep,
     Did soon draw in again.

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

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