Love
To Electra.
From Hesperides (1648)
Love
SHall I go to Love and tell,
Thou art all turn'd isicle?
Shall I say her Altars be
Disadorn'd, and scorn'd by thee?
O beware! in time submit;
Love has yet no wrathfull fit:
If her patience turns to ire,
Love is then consuming fire.
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MLA
Herrick, Robert. “To Electra.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/herrick/845/.
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Herrick, Robert. “To Electra.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/herrick/845/.
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