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Robert Herrick - When He Would Have His Verses ReadRobert Herrick - When He Would Have His Verses Read
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In sober mornings do thou not rehearse The holy incantation of a verse; But when that men have both well drunk, and fed, Let my enchantments then be sung, or read. When laurel spurts i` th` fire, and when the hearth Smiles to itself, and gilds the roof with mirth; When up the thyrse is raised, and when the sound Of sacred orgies flies: "A round, a round;" When the rose reigns, and locks with ointments shine, Let rigid Cato read these lines of mine.
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