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Corinna’s going a MayingBY ROBERT HERRICKGet up, get up for shame, the Blooming MorneUpon her wings presents the god unshorne. See how Aurora throwes her faire Fresh-quilted colours through the aire: Get up, sweet-Slug-a-bed, and see The Dew-bespangling Herbe and Tree.Each Flower has wept, and bow’d toward the East,Above an houre since; yet you notContinue reading “Corinna’s Going a Maying : Robert Herrick : : May Poems : : Months Poems : :”