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To His Household Gods

by Robert Herrick, 1648

Rise, household gods, and let us go;
But whither I myself not know.
First, let us dwell on rudest seas;
Next, with severest savages;
Last, let us make our best abode
Where human foot as yet ne’er trod:
Search worlds of ice, and rather there
Dwell than in loathed Devonshire.

Published in Hesperides
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