Poem by Robert Herrick

To Julia in the Temple

BESIDES us two, i' th' temple here's not one
To make up now a congregation.
Let's to the altar of perfumes then go,
And say short prayers; and when we have done so,
Then we shall see, how in a little space
Saints will come in to fill each pew and place. 

1. I Call and I Call
2. Upon the Detracter
3. The Succession of the Four Sweet Months
4. Love, What It Is
5. Upon a Painted Gentlewoman

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