Lyrical Poems
190. THE BLEEDING HAND; OR THE SPRIG OF EGLANTINE GIVEN TO A MAID

Robert Her

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From this bleeding hand of mine,

Take this sprig of Eglantine:

Which, though sweet unto your smell,

Yet the fretful briar will tell,

He who plucks the sweets, shall prove

Many thorns to be in love.

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