His Last Request To Julia

Robert Herrick

I have been wanton and too bold, I fear,
To chafe o’ermuch the virgin’s cheek or ear.
Beg for my pardon, Julia: he doth win
Grace with the gods who’s sorry for his sin.
That done, my Julia, dearest Julia, come
And go with me to choose my burial room:
My fates are ended; when thy Herrick dies,
Clasp thou his book, then close thou up his eyes.

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• Robert Herrick : His Loss
• Robert Herrick : His Meditation Upon Death
• Robert Herrick : His Mistress To Him At His Farewell
• Robert Herrick : His Poetry His Pillar
• Robert Herrick : His Prayer For Absolution
• Robert Herrick : His Prayer To Ben Jonson
• Robert Herrick : His Request To Julia
• Robert Herrick : His Return To London
• Robert Herrick : His Sailing From Julia

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• Robert Herrick : His Embalming To Julia
• Robert Herrick : His Desire
• Robert Herrick : His Covenant Or Protestation To Julia
• Robert Herrick : His Content In The Country
• Robert Herrick : His Charge To Julia At His Death
• Robert Herrick : His Age:dedicated To His Peculiar Friend,mr John Wickes, Under The Name Ofpostumus
• Robert Herrick : His Age:
• Robert Herrick : Her Legs
• Robert Herrick : Her Bed