Poem by Robert Herrick

To Anthea (Anthea, I am going hence)

Anthea, I am going hence
With some small stock of innocence;
But yet those blessed gates I see
Withstanding entrance unto me;
To pray for me do thou begin;—
The porter then will let me in.

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

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