To Perenna (When I thy Parts runne o're, I can't espie)

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To Perenna (When I thy Parts runne o're, I can't espie) by Robert Herrick

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See: Hesperides Published 1648.

(16.) To Perenna

When I thy Parts runne o're, I can't espie
In any one, the least indecencie:
But every Line, and Limb diffused thence,
A faire, and unfamiliar excellence:
So, that the more I look, the more I prove,
Ther's still more cause, why I the more should love.