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Слушать(AI)His Prayer To Ben Jonson
When I a verse shall make,
Know I have pray'd thee,
For old religion's sake,
Saint Ben to aid me.
Make the way smooth for me,
When I, thy Herrick,
Honouring thee, on my
Offer my lyric.
Candles I'll give to thee,
And a new altar,
And thou,
Saint Ben, shalt
Writ in my psalter.
Robert Herrick
Robert Herrick (baptised 24 August 1591–buried 15 October 1674) was a 17th-century English lyric poet and cleric. He is best known for Hesperide
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