Living
To Bacchus, a Canticle.
From Hesperides (1648)
Living
WHither dost thou whorry me,
Bacchus, being full of thee?
This way, that way, that way, this,
Here, and there a fresh Love is,
That doth like me, this doth please;
Thus a thousand Mistresses,
I have now; yet I alone,
Having All, injoy not One.
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Herrick, Robert. “To Bacchus, a Canticle.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/herrick/417/.
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Herrick, Robert. “To Bacchus, a Canticle.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/herrick/417/.
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