Living
His Recantation.
From Hesperides (1648)
Living
LOve, I recant,
And pardon crave,
That lately I offended,
But 'twas,
Alas,
To make a brave,
But no disdaine intended.
No more Ile vaunt,
For now I see,
Thou onely hast the power,
To find,
And bind
A heart that's free,
And slave it in an houre.
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Herrick, Robert. “His Recantation.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/herrick/248/.
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Herrick, Robert. “His Recantation.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/herrick/248/.
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