Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, TO HIS VERSES, by ROBERT HERRICK



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First Line: What will ye (my poor orphans) do
Last Line: Ill us'd, then babes left fatherless.
Subject(s): Poetry & Poets


What will ye (my poor Orphans) do
When I must leave the World (and you)
Who'l give ye then a sheltring shed,
Or credit ye, when I am dead?
Who'l let ye by their fire sit?
Although ye have a stock of wit,
Already coin'd to pay for it.
I cannot tell; unlesse there be
Some Race of old humanitie
Left (of the large heart, and long hand)
Alive, as Noble Westmorland;
Or gallant Newark; which brave two
May fost'ring fathers be to you.
If not; expect to be no less
Ill us'd, then Babes left fatherless.





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