Pardon my trespass, Silvia! I confess
My kiss out-went the bounds of shamefacedness:--
None is discreet at all times; no, not Jove
Himself, at one time, can be wise and love.
More verses by Robert Herrick
- To Daisies, Not To Shut So Soon
- The Transfiguration
- To His Paternal Country
- The Present; Or, The Bag Of The Bee:
- To His Sweet Saviour