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OUT OF TIME, OUT OF TUNE by ROBERT HERRICK

Poet Analysis

First Line: WE BLAME, NAY WE DESPISE HER PAINES
Last Line: TO DRENCH, BUT NOT TO DROWN OUR SEED.

We blame, nay we despise her paines
That wets her Garden when it raines:
But when the drought has dri'd the knot;
Then let her use the watring pot.
We pray for showers (at our need)
To drench, but not to drown our seed.



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