Poem by Robert Herrick

To My Ill Reader

THOU say'st my lines are hard,
   And I the truth will tell—
They are both hard and marr'd
   If thou not read'st them well. 

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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