Poem by Robert Herrick

Upon Julia's Clothes

Whenas inn silks my Julia goes,
Then, then, methinks, how sweetly flows
That liquefaction of her clothes.

Next, when I cast mine eyes and see
That brave vibration each way free;
O how that glittering taketh me! 

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

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