Cock-Crow Poem by Robert Herrick

Cock-Crow

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Bell-man of night, if I about shall go
For to deny my Master, do thou crow!
Thou stop'st Saint Peter in the midst of sin;
Stay me, by crowing, ere I do begin;
Better it is, premonish'd, for to shun
A sin, than fall to weeping when 'tis done.

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Robert Herrick

Robert Herrick

London / England
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