To The Western Wind Poem by Robert Herrick

Robert Herrick

Robert Herrick

London / England
follow poet
Robert Herrick
London / England
follow poet

To The Western Wind

Rating: 2.7


SWEET western wind, whose luck it is,
   Made rival with the air,
To give Perenna's lip a kiss,
   And fan her wanton hair:

Bring me but one, I'll promise thee,
   Instead of common showers,
Thy wings shall be embalm'd by me,
   And all beset with flowers.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Be the first one to comment on this poem!
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Robert Herrick

Robert Herrick

London / England
follow poet
Robert Herrick
London / England
follow poet
Close
Error Success