Upon Julia's Voice

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Title:     Upon Julia's Voice
Author: (Poet) Robert Herrick [More Titles by Herrick]

When I thy singing next shall hear,
I'll wish I might turn all to ear,
To drink-in notes and numbers, such
As blessed souls can't hear too much
Then melted down, there let me lie
Entranced, and lost confusedly;
And by thy music strucken mute,
Die, and be turn'd into a Lute.

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(Poet) Robert Herrick's poem: Upon Julia's Voice

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