Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, 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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