Living
Upon Chub.
From Hesperides (1648)
Living
WHen Chub brings in his harvest, still he cries,
Aha my boyes! heres wheat for Christmas Pies!
Soone after, he for beere so scores his wheat,
That at the tide, he has not bread to eate.
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MLA
Herrick, Robert. “Upon Chub.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/herrick/1095/.
Chicago
Herrick, Robert. “Upon Chub.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/herrick/1095/.
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