Robert Herrick

Here you will find the Poem HOW HIS SOUL CAME ENSNARED of poet Robert Herrick

HOW HIS SOUL CAME ENSNARED

My soul would one day go and seek
For roses, and in Julia's cheek
A richess of those sweets she found,
As in another Rosamond;
But gathering roses as she was,
Not knowing what would come to pass,
it chanced a ringlet of her hair
Caught my poor soul, as in a snare;
Which ever since has been in thrall;
--Yet freedom she enjoys withal.