English poem
Upon Love.
Some salve to every sore we may apply; Only for my wound there's no remedy. Yet if my Julia kiss me, there will be A sovereign balm found out to cure me.
Versos English Robert Herrick Upon Love.
Versos English Robert Herrick Upon Love.
English poem
Some salve to every sore we may apply; Only for my wound there's no remedy. Yet if my Julia kiss me, there will be A sovereign balm found out to cure me.