Living
Upon the losse of his Finger.
From Hesperides (1648)
Living
ONe of the five straight branches of my hand
Is lopt already; and the rest but stand
Expecting when to fall: which soon will be;
First dyes the Leafe, the Bough next, next the Tree.
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MLA
Herrick, Robert. “Upon the losse of his Finger.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/herrick/566/.
Chicago
Herrick, Robert. “Upon the losse of his Finger.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/herrick/566/.
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