Book 2 — ROBERT HERRICK.
Reading edition
1591-1660.
The Rock of Rubies, and the Quarrie of Pearls.
Some asked me where the Rubies grew, And nothing I did say; But with my finger pointed to The lips of Julia. Some asked how Pearls did grow, and where? Then spoke I to my Girl, To part her lips, and showed them there The quarelets of Pearl.
On her Feet.
Her pretty feet, like snails, did creep A little out, and then, As if they played at Bo-peep, Did soon draw in again.
To the Virgins to make much of Time.
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying, And this same flower, that smiles to-day, To-morrow will be dying.
Night Piece to Julia.
Her eyes the glowworm lend thee, The shooting stars attend thee; And the elves also, Whose little eyes glow Like the sparks of fire, befriend thee.