A Selection from the Lyrical Poems of Robert Herrick






4. TO HIS BOOK

     Make haste away, and let one be
     A friendly patron unto thee;
     Lest, rapt from hence, I see thee lie
     Torn for the use of pastery;
     Or see thy injured leaves serve well
     To make loose gowns for mackarel;
     Or see the grocers, in a trice,
     Make hoods of thee to serve out spice.

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