To Julia.

A poem by Robert Herrick

Holy waters hither bring
For the sacred sprinkling:
Baptise me and thee, and so
Let us to the altar go,
And, ere we our rites commence,
Wash our hands in innocence.
Then I'll be the Rex Sacrorum,
Thou the Queen of Peace and Quorum.

Reader Comments

Tell us what you think of 'To Julia.' by Robert Herrick

comments powered by Disqus