by Robert Herrick (1591 - 1674)

Go, perjured man
Language: English 
Go, perjured man! and if you e'er return
To view the small remainder in my urn, 
When thou wilt laugh at my religious dust, 
And ask where's now the colour, form, or trust
Of women's beauty, or perhaps with rude 
Hands, scatter the flowers which the virgins strewed:
Know I have prayed to Pity that some wind
May blow my ashes up and strike thee blind!

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