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THE BLEEDING HAND; OR THE SPRIG OF EGLANTINE GIVEN TO A MAID
by Robert Herrick

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.