Upon The Detracter

A poem by Robert Herrick

I ask'd thee oft what poets thou hast read,
And lik'st the best? Still thou repli'st, The dead.
I shall, ere long, with green turfs cover'd be;
Then sure thou'lt like, or thou wilt envy, me.

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