Tom Cain and Ruth Connolly (eds), The Complete Poetry of Robert Herrick, Vol. 2
- 1Thou maist be proud and be thou so for me
- 2yet know there is a death for thee and me
- 3when as poore souls our softer frailties must
- 4 be lost in blended dust
- 5That Charnell house that keepes us both shall signe
- 6no neat distinction twixt thy bones and mine.
- pg 15672. And when to Hell our two leane soules
- 8Where that just judge shall give to each his doome
- 9Think'st thou thy pride forme colour there can fee
- 10Him not to censure thee
- 11Know wretched soule a judge thou there shalt finde
- 12Who not respects the body but the minde.
- 133. And for my plea in acorne cups Ile show
- 14Those two last teares which from mine eyes did flow
- 15And all my sighs through silke-worme bags shall sound
- 16 Thou gav'st me deadly wound.
- 17Can Justice then when these have sworne thy guilt
- 18Ah! not revenge the blood that thou hast spilt.