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THE CURSE; A SONG by ROBERT HERRICK

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First Line: GOE, PERJUR'D MAN; AND IF THOU ERE RETURN
Last Line: MAY BLOW MY ASHES UP, AND STRIKE THEE BLIND.
Goe, perjur'd man; and if thou ere return
To see the small remainders in mine Urne:
When thou shalt laugh at my Religious dust;
And ask, Where's now the colour, forme and trust
Of Womans beauty? and with hand more rude
Rifle the Flowers which the Virgins strew'd:
Know, I have pray'd to Furie, that some wind
May blow my ashes up, and strike thee blind.



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