Robert Herrick (Роберт Геррик (Херрик))

To Bacchus

       A Canticle

Whither dost thou hurry me,
Bacchus, being full of thee?
This way, that way, that way, this,—
Here and there a fresh Love is;
That doth like me, this doth please;
—Thus a thousand mistresses
I have now:  yet I alone,
Having all, enjoy not one!

1. Upon Mrs Eliz. Wheeler, under the Name of Amarillis
2. Upon Love: By Way of Question and Answer
3. The Lily in a Crystal
4. To a Gentlewoman, Objecting to Him His Gray Hairs
5. To the Water-Nymphs Drinking at the Fountain

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