The Rosemary Branch.

Grow for two ends, it matters not at all,
Be 't for my bridal or my burial.

Robert Herrick

Robert Herrick was a 17th-century English lyric poet and cleric. He is known for his book of poems, "Hesperides," which includes the carpe diem poem "To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time." His works are noted for their clarity, simplicity, and musical quality. Herrick was also a vicar of Dean Prior in Devon, despite being ejected during the English Civil War and later reinstated.

Robert Herrick

Be My Mistress Short Or Tall

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Another To His Saviour.

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To Blossoms

Robert Herrick, Simple Poetry

Comfort To A Youth That Had Lost His Love

Robert Herrick, Simple Poetry

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The Rosary

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To The Rose: A Song

Go, happy Rose, and interwove
With other flowers, bind my Love.
Tell her, too, she must not be
Longer flowing, longer free,
That so oft has fetter'd me.

Say, if she's fretful, I have bands
Of pearl and gold, to bind her hands;
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I have myrtle rods at will,
For to tame, though not to kill.

Take thou my blessing thus, and go
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To His Book.

Thou art a plant sprung up to wither never,
But like a laurel to grow green for ever.

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