To Electra

Robert Herrick

 
I dare not ask to kiss,
I dare not beg a smile,
Lest having that, or this,
I might grow proud the while.
No, no, the utmost share
Of my desire shall be
Only to kiss the air
That lately kissèd thee.
 

Poems by This Author

Corinna's Going a-Maying by Robert Herrick
Get up, get up for shame! The blooming morn
Delight in Disorder by Robert Herrick
A sweet disorder in the dresse
Grace For a Child by Robert Herrick
Here, a little child I stand
The Argument of His Book by Robert Herrick
I sing of brooks, of blossoms, birds, and bowers,
The Hag by Robert Herrick
The Hag is astride
To Anthea Who May Command Him Any Thing by Robert Herrick
Bid me to live, and I will live
To Blossoms by Robert Herrick
Fair pledges of a fruitful tree,
To Sylvia, To Wed by Robert Herrick
Let us, though late, at last, my Silvia, wed
To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time by Robert Herrick
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
Upon Julia's Clothes by Robert Herrick
Whenas in silks my Julia goes
Upon Shark by Robert Herrick
Shark, when he goes to any publick feast