Robert Herrick: A Song to the Maskers.

A SONG TO THE MASKERS.
by Robert Herrick

COME down and dance ye in the toil
    Of pleasures to a heat ;
But if to moisture, let the oil
    Of roses be your sweat.

Not only to yourselves assume
    These sweets, but let them fly
From this to that and so perfume
    E'en all the standers by ;

As goddess Isis when she went
    Or glided through the street,
Made all that touched her, with her scent,
    And whom she touched, turn sweet.

Source:
Herrick, Robert. Works of Robert Herrick. vol I.
Alfred Pollard, ed.
London, Lawrence & Bullen, 1891. 9.

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