Upon Julia's Clothes
Whenas in silks my Julia goes
Then, then, methinks, how sweetly flows
The liquefaction of her clothes.
Then, then, methinks, how sweetly flows
The liquefaction of her clothes.
Next, when I cast mine eyes and see
That brave vibration each way free,
That brave vibration each way free,
Oh, how that glittering taketh me!
-Robert Herrick (1591-1674)
Oh I wonder...


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