Robert Herrick (Роберт Геррик (Херрик))

To Anthea (Anthea, I am going hence)

Anthea, I am going hence
With some small stock of innocence;
But yet those blessed gates I see
Withstanding entrance unto me;
To pray for me do thou begin;—
The porter then will let me in.

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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