Robert Herrick (Роберт Геррик (Херрик))

Anacreontic

Born I was to be old,
And for to die here;
After that, in the mould
Long for to lie here.
But before that day comes,
Still I be bousing;
For I know, in the tombs
There's no carousing.

1. To Primroses Filled with Morning Dew
2. The Present; or, The Bag of the Bee
3. To the Handsome Mistress Grace Potter
4. The Primrose
5. The Lily in a Crystal

William Shenstone (Уильям Шенстон) Anacreontic ("'Twas in a cool Aonian glade")

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Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1915

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