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 ROBERT HERRICK

Bid that heart stay, and it will stay

To honour thy decree: Or bid it languish quite away,

And 't shall do so for thee.

Bid me to weep, and I will weep

While I have eyes to see: And, having none, yet will I keep

A heart to weep for thec.

Bid me despair, and I'll despair

Under that cypress-tree* Or bid me die, and I will dare

E'en death to die for thee.

Thou art my life, my love, my heart,

The very eyes of me" And hast command of every part

To live and die for thee.

��275 To the Willow-tree

KHOU art to all lost love the bebt, The only true plant found, Wherewith young men and maids distrcst, And left of love, are crown'd.

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��When once the lover's rose is dead,

Or laid aside forlorn* Then willow-garlands 'bout the head

Bedew'd with tears are worn.

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