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The Bondman

by Robert Herrick, 1648

Bind me but to thee with thine hair,
  And quickly I shall be
Made by that fetter or that snare
  A bondman unto thee.
Or if thou tak’st that bond away,
  Then bore me through the ear,
And by the law I ought to stay
  For ever with thee here.

Published in Hesperides
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