Lyrics To Violets: Welcome Maids of Honour - Robert Herrick
Welcome,
maids
of
honour
You
do
bring
in
the
spring,
and
wait
upon
her
She
has
virgins
many,
fresh
and
fair
Yet
you
are
more
sweet
than
any
You're
the
maiden
posies,
and
yet
graced
To
be
placed
'fore
damask
roses
Yet,
though,
thus,
respected,
by-and-by
Ye
do
lie,
poor
girls,
neglected
1 To Dianeme: Sweet Be Not Proud of Those Two Eyes
2 To Dianeme: I Could but See Thee Yesterday
3 To Dianeme: Dear Though to Part It Be a Hell
4 To Daffodils: Fair Daffodils We Weep to See
5 To Meadows: Ye Have Been Fresh and Green
6 To the Virgins to Make Much of Time
7 Epitaph Upon a Child That Died
8 To Oenone: What Conscience Say Is It in Thee
9 To Daisies Not to Shut so Soon
10 The Bracelet: To Julia
11 Cherry-Ripe
12 The Primrose
13 To Violets: Welcome Maids of Honour
14 To the Western Wind
15 Comfort to a Youth That Had Lost His Love
16 To His Book
17 To the Willow-Tree
18 To Blossoms: Fair Pledges of a Fruitful Tree
19 A Child's Grace
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