TO BACCHUS, A CANTICLE.
by Robert Herrick
WHITHER dost thou whorry me,
Bacchus, being full of thee ?
This way, that way, that way, this,
Here and there a fresh love is.
That doth like me, this doth please,
Thus a thousand mistresses
I have now ; yet I alone,
Having all, enjoy not one.
Whorry, carry rapidly.
Source:
Herrick, Robert. Works of Robert Herrick. vol I.
Alfred Pollard, ed. London, Lawrence & Bullen, 1891. 197.
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