Robert Herrick (Роберт Геррик (Херрик))

The Rock of Rubies, and the Quarry of Pearls

Some ask'd me where the Rubies grew:
And nothing I did say,
But with my finger pointed to
The lips of Julia.
Some ask'd how Pearls did grow, and where:
Then spoke I to my girl,
To part her lips, and shew me there
The quarrelets of Pearl.

Robert Herrick’s other poems:

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




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