94 WITH HERBS AND FLOWERS 



She has virgins many, 



Fresh and fair ; 



Yet you are 

 More sweet than any. 



You're the maiden posies, 



And so graced 



To be placed 

 'Fore damask roses. 



Yet, though thus respected, 



By-and-by 



Ye do lie, 

 Poor girls, neglected. 



ROBERT HERRICK. 



ROSE-MORALS 1 

 I. RED 



WOULD that my songs might be 

 What roses make by day and night 

 Distilments of my clod of misery 

 Into delight. 



Soul, could' st thou bare thy breast 

 As yon red rose, and dare the day, 

 All clean, and large, and calm with velvet rest ? 

 Say yea say yea ! 



1 From Poems of Sidney Lanier ; copyright, 1884, 1891, 

 by Mary D. Lanier ; published by Charles Scribner's Sons. 



