Robert Herrick (Роберт Геррик (Херрик))

The Olive Branch

Sadly I walk'd within the field,
To see what comfort it would yield;
And as I went my private way,
An olive-branch before me lay;
And seeing it, I made a stay,
And took it up, and view'd it; then
Kissing the omen, said Amen;
Be, be it so, and let this be
A divination unto me;
That in short time my woes shall cease,
And love shall crown my end with peace.

Robert Herrick’s other poems:

  1. The Present Time Best Pleaseth
  2. A Paranaeticall, or Advisive Verse to His Friend, Mr John Wicks
  3. The Rock of Rubies, and the Quarry of Pearls
  4. Upon Julia’s Recovery
  5. To His Mistress, Objecting to Him Neither Toying or Talking




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