TO JEALOUSY. by Robert Herrick O JEALOUSY, that art The canker of the heart ; And mak'st all hell Where thou do'st dwell ; For pity be No fury, or no firebrand to me. Far from me I'll remove All thoughts of irksome love ; And turn to snow, Or crystal grow, To keep still free (O ! soul-tormenting jealousy) from thee. Source: Herrick, Robert. Works of Robert Herrick. vol I. Alfred Pollard, ed. London, Lawrence & Bullen, 1891. 213.
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