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Whenas in silks my Julia goes

Then, then (methinks) how sweetly flows

That liquefaction of her clothes.

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Next, when I cast mine eyes and see

That brave vibration each way free ;

O, how that glittering taketh me !

Whenas in Silks My Julia Goes — Robert Herrick (1591-1674)

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