Poem by Robert Herrick

On Himself (Weep for the dead, for they have lost this light)

Weep for the dead, for they have lost this light;
And weep for me, lost in an endless night;
Or mourn, or make a marble verse for me,
Who writ for many.  BENEDICTE.

1. To Carnations: a Song
2. The Changes: to Corinna
3. The Apron of Flowers
4. The Lily in a Crystal
5. The Bag of the Bee

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