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To His Book (3)

by Robert Herrick, 1648

Like to a bride, come forth, my book, at last,
With all thy richest jewels overcast;
Say, if there be, ‘mongst many gems here, one
Deserveless of the name of paragon;
Blush not at all for that, since we have set
Some pearls on queens that have been counterfeit.

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