A Selection from the Lyrical Poems of Robert Herrick






105. TO PERENNA

     When I thy parts run o'er, I can't espy
     In any one, the least indecency;
     But every line and limb diffused thence
     A fair and unfamiliar excellence;
     So that the more I look, the more I prove
     There's still more cause why I the more should love.

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