To His Peculiar Friend Mr John Wicks
Read 'To His Peculiar Friend Mr John Wicks' by 'Robert Herrick' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
To His Peculiar Friend Mr John Wicks by Robert Herrick
Since shed or cottage I have none,
I sing the more, that thou hast one;
To whose glad threshold, and free door
I may a Poet come, though poor;
And eat with thee a savoury bit,
Paying but common thanks for it.
--Yet should I chance, my Wicks, to see
An over-leaven look in thee,
To sour the bread, and turn the beer
To an exalted vinegar;
Or should'st thou prize me as a dish
Of thrice-boil'd worts, or third-day's fish,
I'd rather hungry go and come
Than to thy house be burdensome;
Yet, in my depth of grief, I'd be
One that should drop his beads for thee.
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.