Poem by Robert Herrick

The Rosary

One asked me where the roses grew:
I bade him not go seek,
But forwith bade my Julia show
A bud in either cheek. 

1. On Himself (Live by thy Muse thou shalt, when others die)
2. Upon Tears
3. The Heart
4. No Pains, No Gains
5. Felicity Quick of Flight

Joyce Kilmer The Rosary ("Not on the lute, nor harp of many strings")

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