Virgins promised when I died,
That they would each primrose-tide
Duly, morn and evening, come,
And with flowers dress my tomb.
–Having promised, pay your debts
Maids, and here strew violets.
(Robert Herrick)
More Poetry from Robert Herrick:
- A Pastoral upon the birth of Prince Charles: presented to the King (Robert Herrick Poems)
- His Litany, To The Holy Spirit (Robert Herrick Poems)
- His Winding-shee (Robert Herrick Poems)
- The Captiv'd Bee; Or, The Little Filcher (Robert Herrick Poems)
- The Beggar to Mab, The Queen Fairy (Robert Herrick Poems)
- A CONJURATION: TO ELECTRA (Robert Herrick Poems)