Poem by Robert Herrick

On Love

Love's of itself too sweet; the best of all
Is, when love's honey has a dash of gall.

1. I Call and I Call
2. Loss from the Least
3. Upon the Detracter
4. The Succession of the Four Sweet Months
5. Love, What It Is

Bliss Carman On Love ("TO the assembled folk")

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