How His Soul Came Ensnared

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Title:     How His Soul Came Ensnared
Author: (Poet) Robert Herrick [More Titles by Herrick]

My soul would one day go and seek
For roses, and in Julia's cheek
A richess of those sweets she found,
As in another Rosamond;
But gathering roses as she was,
Not knowing what would come to pass,
it chanced a ringlet of her hair
Caught my poor soul, as in a snare;
Which ever since has been in thrall;
--Yet freedom she enjoys withal.

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(Poet) Robert Herrick's poem: How His Soul Came Ensnared

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