TO HIS PECULIAR FRIEND, MR. THOMAS|
I'VE paid thee what I promis'd ; that's not all ;|
Besides I give thee here a verse that shall
(Whence hence thy circummortal part is gone),
Arch-like, hold up thy name's inscription.
Brave men can't die, whose candid actions are
Writ in the poet's endless calendar :
Whose vellum and whose volume is the sky,
And the pure stars the praising poetry.
Circummortal, more than mortal.
Herrick, Robert. Works of Robert Herrick. vol I.
Alfred Pollard, ed.
London, Lawrence & Bullen, 1891. 209.
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