Living
A sonnet of Perilla.
From Hesperides (1648)
Living
THen did I live when I did see
Perilla smile on none but me.
But (ah!) by starres malignant crost,
The life I got I quickly lost:
But yet a way there doth remaine,
For me embalm'd to live againe;
And that's to love me; in which state
Ile live as one Regenerate.
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Herrick, Robert. “A sonnet of Perilla.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/herrick/1029/.
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Herrick, Robert. “A sonnet of Perilla.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/herrick/1029/.
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