ROBERT HERRICK
Whenas that ruby which you wear, Sunk from the tip of your soft ear, Will last to be a precious stone When all your world of beauty's gone.
275 To CEnone
"HAT conscience, say, is it in thee, When I a heart had one, To take away that heart from me, And to retain thy^own ?
For shame or pity now incline
To play a loving part; Either to send me kmd]y thine,
Or give me back my heart.
Covet not both; but if thou dost Resolve to part with neither,
Why, yet to show that thou art just, Take me and mine together'
��274 To Anthea, <who may command
him Anything
>ID me to live, and I will live
Thy Protestant to be; Or bid me love, and I will give A loving heart to thec.
A heart as soft, a heart as kind, A heart as sound and free
As in the whole world thou canst find,
That heart I'll give to thee.
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