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Julia

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Some asked me where the rubies grew,
  And nothing did I say,
But with my finger pointed to
  The lips of Julia.

Some asked how pearls did grow, and where;
  Then spake I to my girl,
To part her lips and show me there
  The quarelets of pearl.

One asked me where the roses grew;
  I bade him not go seek,
But forthwith bade my Julia show
  A bud in either cheek.

Robert Herrick (1591 – 1674)


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