|Ralph Waldo Emerson, comp. (18031882). Parnassus: An Anthology of Poetry. 1880.|
|To his Winding-Sheet|
|By Robert Herrick (15911674)|
|COME thou, who art the wine and wit|
Of all Ive writ:
|The grace, the glorie, and the best|
Piece of the rest;
|Thou art of what I did intend|| 5|
The all, and end;
|And what was made, was made to meet|
Thee, thee, my sheet;
|Come then, and be to my chaste side|
Both bed and bride.
|We two, as reliques left, will have|
One rest, one grave;
|And, hugging close, we will not feare|
Lust entering here;
|Where all desires are dead or cold,|| 15|
As is the mould;
|And all affections are forgot,|
Or trouble not.
|Here needs no court for our request,|
Where all are best;
|All wise, all equal, and all just|
Alike i th dust.
|Nor need we here to feare the frowne|
Of court or crown;
|Where fortune bears no sway oer things,|| 25|
There all are kings.
|And for a while lye here concealed,|
To be revealed,
|Next, at that great platonick yeere,|
And then meet here.