Ye have been fresh and green,
Ye have been fill’d with flowers;
And ye the walks have been
Where maids have spent their hours.
You have beheld how they
With wicker arks did come,
To kiss and bear away
The richer cowslips home.
You’ve heard them sweetly sing,
And seen them in a round;
Each virgin, like a spring,
With honeysuckles crown’d.
But now, we see none here,
Whose silvery feet did tread
And with dishevell’d hair
Adorn’d this smoother mead.
Like unthrifts, having spent
Your stock, and needy grown
You’re left here to lament
Your poor estates alone.
(Robert Herrick)
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