A Selection from the Lyrical Poems of Robert Herrick

133. HIS MISTRESS TO HIM AT HIS FAREWELL

     You may vow I'll not forget
     To pay the debt
     Which to thy memory stands as due
     As faith can seal it you.
     —Take then tribute of my tears;
     So long as I have fears
     To prompt me, I shall ever
     Languish and look, but thy return see never.
     Oh then to lessen my despair,
     Print thy lips into the air,
     So by this
     Means, I may kiss thy kiss,
     Whenas some kind
     Wind
     Shall hither waft it:—And, in lieu,
     My lips shall send a thousand back to you.