His Request To Julia

Robert Herrick

Julia, if I chance to die
Ere I print my poetry,
I most humbly thee desire
To commit it to the fire:
Better 'twere my book were dead,
Than to live not perfected.

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• Robert Herrick : His Wish To God
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• Robert Herrick : How His Soul Came Ensnared
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