Poem by Robert Herrick

To Electra

I dare not ask a kiss,
I dare not beg a smile;
Lest having that, or this,
I might grow proud the while.

No, no, the utmost share
Of my desire shall be,
Only to kiss that air
That lately kissed thee.

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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