Author Robert Herrick Whenas in silks my Julia goes,Till, then, methinks, how sweetly flowsThat liquefaction of her clothes!Next, when I cast mine eyes, and seeThat brave vibration each way free;O how that glittering taketh me! Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments