A RING PRESENTED TO JULIA.
by Robert Herrick
JULIA, I bring
To thee this ring,
Made for thy finger fit ;
To show by this
That our love is
(Or should be) like to it.
Close though it be
The joint is free ;
So, when love's yoke is on,
It must not gall,
Or fret at all
With hard oppression.
But it must play
Still either way,
And be, too, such a yoke
As not too wide
To overslide,
Or be so straight to choke.
So we who bear
This beam must rear
Ourselves to such a height
As that the stay
Of either may
Create the burden light.
And as this round
Is nowhere found
To flaw, or else to sever :
So let our love
As endless prove,
And pure as gold for ever
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