Upon the Loss of His Mistresses
I have lost, and lately, theseMany dainty mistresses:--Stately Julia, prime of all;Sapho next, a principal:Smooth Anthea, for a skinWhite, and heaven-like crystalline:Sweet Electra, and the choiceMyrha, for the lute and voice.Next, Corinna, for her wit,And the graceful use of it;With Perilla:--All are gone;Only Herrick's left alone,For to number sorrow byTheir departures hence, and die.
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