Poem by Robert Herrick

Lyrick for Legacies

Gold I've none, for use or show,
Neither Silver to bestow
At my death; but thus much know,
That each Lyrick here shall be
Of my love a Legacie,
Left to all posterity.
Gentle friends, then doe but please,
To accept such coynes as these;
As my last Remembrances.

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

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