Lyrical Poems
88. THE ROCK OF RUBIES, AND THE QUARRY OF PEARLS

Robert Her

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Some ask'd me where the Rubies grew:

And nothing I did say,

But with my finger pointed to

The lips of Julia.

Some ask'd how Pearls did grow, and where:

Then spoke I to my girl,

To part her lips, and shew me there

The quarrelets of Pearl.

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