The Voice And Viol
Robert Herrick
Rare is the voice itself: but when we sing To th' lute or viol, then 'tis ravishing.
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- Robert Herrick : The Watch
- Robert Herrick : The Weeping Cherry
- Robert Herrick : The White Island:
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- Robert Herrick : The Widows' Tears; Or, Dirge Of Dorcas
- Robert Herrick : The Wounded Cupid
- Robert Herrick : The Wounded Heart
- Robert Herrick : Things Mortal Still Mutable
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- Robert Herrick : The Vine
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