Poem by Robert Herrick

The Pillar of Fame

    Fame’s pillar here at last we set,
    Out-during marble, brass or jet;
Charmed and enchanted so
  As to withstand the blow
     O f   o v e r t h r o w;
    Nor   shall   the   seas,
      Or     o u t r a g e s
    Of   storms,   o’erbear
     What    we    uprear;
    Tho’   kingdoms   fall,
 This   pillar   never   shall
 Decline   or waste at   all;
But   stand   for ever   by   his   own
Firm   and    well-fixed    foundation.

1. To My Ill Reader
2. Kisses Loathsome
3. To Julia in the Temple
4. The Bracelet to Julia
5. To Dianeme (I could but see thee yesterday)

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