Robert Herrick (Роберт Геррик (Херрик))

Upon a Delaying Lady

     Come, come away
     Or let me go;
     Must I here stay
     Because you're slow,
     And will continue so;
     —Troth, lady, no.

     I scorn to be
     A slave to state;
     And since I'm free,
     I will not wait,
     Henceforth at such a rate,
     For needy fate.

     If you desire
     My spark should glow,
     The peeping fire
     You must blow;
     Or I shall quickly grow
     To frost, or snow.

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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