To Dianeme [Sweet, be not proud of those two eyes]

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Title:     To Dianeme [Sweet, be not proud of those two eyes]
Author: (Poet) Robert Herrick [More Titles by Herrick]

Sweet, be not proud of those two eyes,
Which, star-like, sparkle in their skies;
Nor be you proud, that you can see
All hearts your captives, yours, yet free;
Be you not proud of that rich hair
Which wantons with the love-sick air;
Whenas that ruby which you wear,
Sunk from the tip of your soft ear,
Will last to be a precious stone,
When all your world of beauty's gone.

[The end]
(Poet) Robert Herrick's poem: To Dianeme

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