Poem by Robert Herrick

Upon Himself

Thou shalt not all die; for while Love's fire shines
Upon his altar, men shall read thy lines;
And learn'd musicians shall, to honour Herrick's
Fame, and his name, both set and sing his lyrics.

To his book's end this last line he'd have placed:--
Jocund his Muse was, but his Life was chaste.

1. Upon Mrs Eliz. Wheeler, under the Name of Amarillis
2. Orpheus
3. How Springs Came First
4. Upon Love: By Way of Question and Answer
5. Comfort to a Youth That Had Lost His Love

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