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

Robert Herrick (Роберт Геррик (Херрик))

To Sapho

Sapho, I will chuse to go
Where the northern winds do blow
Endless ice, and endless snow;
Rather than I once would see
But a winter's face in thee,—
To benumb my hopes and me.

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. The Ceremonies for Candlemas Day

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