The Bride-cake

Robert Herrick

This day, my Julia, thou must make
For Mistress Bride the wedding-cake:
Knead but the dough, and it will be
To paste of almonds turn'd by thee;
Or kiss it thou but once or twice,
And for the bride-cake there'll be spice.

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• Robert Herrick : The Candour Of Julia's Teeth
• Robert Herrick : The Captiv'd Bee, Or The Little Filcher
• Robert Herrick : The Captive Bee; Or, The Little Filcher
• Robert Herrick : The Ceremonies For Candlemas Day
• Robert Herrick : The Changes: To Corinna
• Robert Herrick : The Cheat Of Cupid; Or, The Ungentle Guest
• Robert Herrick : The Coming Of Good Luck
• Robert Herrick : The Country Life:
• Robert Herrick : The Cruel Maid

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• Robert Herrick : The Bracelet To Julia
• Robert Herrick : The Bleeding Hand; Or The Sprig Of Eglantine Given To A Maid
• Robert Herrick : The Bell-man
• Robert Herrick : The Bellman
• Robert Herrick : The Beggar To Mab, The Fairy Queen
• Robert Herrick : The Bag Of The Bee
• Robert Herrick : The Bad Season Makes The Poet Sad
• Robert Herrick : The Argument Of His Book
• Robert Herrick : The Apron Of Flowers
• Robert Herrick : The Apparition Of His, Mistress,calling Him To Elysium