Poem by Robert Herrick

To Carnations: a Song

Stay while ye will, or go,
And leave no scent behind ye:
Yet trust me, I shall know
The place where I may find ye.

Within my Lucia's cheek,
(Whose livery ye wear)
Play ye at hide or seek,
I'm sure to find ye there.

1. The Changes: to Corinna
2. The Apron of Flowers
3. The Lily in a Crystal
4. The Bag of the Bee
5. The Present; or, The Bag of the Bee

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