Amores: Mrs Eliz: Wheeler, Under The Name Of The Lost Shepherdess

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Title:     Amores: Mrs Eliz: Wheeler, Under The Name Of The Lost Shepherdess
Author: (Poet) Robert Herrick [More Titles by Herrick]

Among the myrtles as I walk'd
Love and my sighs thus intertalk'd:
Tell me, said I, in deep distress,
Where I may find my Shepherdess?
--Thou fool, said Love, know'st thou not this?
In every thing that's sweet she is.
In yond' carnation go and seek,
There thou shalt find her lip and cheek;
In that enamell'd pansy by,
There thou shalt have her curious eye;
In bloom of peach and rose's bud,
There waves the streamer of her blood.
--'Tis true, said I; and thereupon
I went to pluck them one by one,
To make of parts an union;
But on a sudden all were gone.
At which I stopp'd; Said Love, these be
The true resemblances of thee;
For as these flowers, thy joys must die;
And in the turning of an eye;
And all thy hopes of her must wither,
Like those short sweets here knit together.

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(Poet) Robert Herrick's poem: Amores: Mrs Eliz: Wheeler, Under The Name Of The Lost Shepherdess

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