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TO SYCAMORES. by Robert Herrick I'M sick of love, O let me lie Under your shades to sleep or die ! Either is welcome, so I have Or here my bed, or here my grave. Why do you sigh, and sob, and keep Time with the tears that I do weep ? Say, have ye sense, or do you prove What crucifixions are in love ? I know ye do, and that's the why You sigh for love as well as I. |  Landscape with River and Trees. |
Source:
Herrick, Robert. Works of Robert Herrick. vol I.
Alfred Pollard, ed.
London, Lawrence & Bullen, 1891. 197-198.
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