English Poetry. Robert Herrick. The Transfiguration. Роберт Геррик (Херрик).

Robert Herrick (Роберт Геррик (Херрик))

The Transfiguration

Immortal clothing I put on
So soon as, Julia, I am gone
To mine eternal mansion.

Thou, thou art here, to human sight
Clothed all with incorrupted light;
—But yet how more admir'dly bright

Wilt thou appear, when thou art set
In thy refulgent thronelet,
That shin'st thus in thy counterfeit!

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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