English Poetry. Robert Herrick. To Perenna. Роберт Геррик (Херрик).

Robert Herrick (Роберт Геррик (Херрик))

To Perenna

When I thy parts run o'er, I can't espy
In any one, the least indecency;
But every line and limb diffused thence
A fair and unfamiliar excellence;
So that the more I look, the more I prove
There's still more cause why I the more should love.

Robert Herrick’s other poems:

1. A Paranaeticall, or Advisive Verse to His Friend, Mr John Wicks
2. Upon Julia’s Recovery
3. The Present Time Best Pleaseth
4. The Definition of Beauty
5. To Phillis, to Love and Live with Him

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