THE BROKEN CRYSTAL. by Robert Herrick TO fetch me wine my Lucia went, Bearing a crystal continent : But, making haste, it came to pass She brake in two the purer glass, Then smil'd, and sweetly chid her speed ; So with a blush beshrew'd the deed. Continent, holder. Source: Herrick, Robert. Works of Robert Herrick. vol I. Alfred Pollard, ed. London, Lawrence & Bullen, 1891. 234.
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