“I sing of brooks, of blossoms, birds, and bowers:
Of April, May, of June, and July flowers.
I sing of Maypoles, Hock-carts, wassails, wakes,
Of bridegrooms, brides, and of their bridal cakes.”
—
Robert Herrick
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Hesperides
"Argument of His Book".
Hesperides (1648)
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