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ON HIMSELFE (17) by ROBERT HERRICK

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First Line: LOVE-SICK I AM, AND MUST ENDURE
Last Line: AND THAT IS DEATH, THE END OF WOE.
Subject(s): LOVE - COMPLAINTS;
Love-sick I am, and must endure
A desp'rate grief, that finds no cure.
Ah me! I try; and trying, prove,
No Herbs have power to cure Love.
Only one Soveraign salve, I know,
And that is Death, the end of Woe.



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