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A Selection from the Lyrical Poems of Robert Herrick

190. THE BLEEDING HAND; OR THE SPRIG OF EGLANTINE GIVEN TO A MAID

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From this bleeding hand of mine, Take this sprig of Eglantine: Which, though sweet unto your smell, Yet the fretful briar will tell, He who plucks the sweets, shall prove Many thorns to be in love.

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