Upon The Roses In Julia's Bosom.

A poem by Robert Herrick

Thrice happy roses, so much grac'd to have
Within the bosom of my love your grave.
Die when ye will, your sepulchre is known,
Your grave her bosom is, the lawn the stone.

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