Upon Sudds, A Laundress.

Sudds launders bands in piss, and starches them
Both with her husband's and her own tough fleam.

Robert Herrick

Robert Herrick was a 17th-century English lyric poet and cleric. He is known for his book of poems, "Hesperides," which includes the carpe diem poem "To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time." His works are noted for their clarity, simplicity, and musical quality. Herrick was also a vicar of Dean Prior in Devon, despite being ejected during the English Civil War and later reinstated.

Robert Herrick

Upon Loach.

Robert Herrick, Simple Poetry

The New-Year's Gift

Robert Herrick, Simple Poetry

Upon A Crooked Maid.

Robert Herrick, Simple Poetry

The Dream.

Robert Herrick, Simple Poetry

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Upon A Cheap Laundress. Epig.

Feacie, some say, doth wash her clothes i' th' lie
That sharply trickles from her either eye.
The laundresses, they envy her good-luck,
Who can with so small charges drive the buck.
What needs she fire and ashes to consume,
Who can scour linens with her own salt rheum?

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Upon Tubbs.

For thirty years Tubbs has been proud and poor;
'Tis now his habit, which he can't give o'er.

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Upon Sibilla.

With paste of almonds, Syb her hands doth scour;
Then gives it to the children to devour.
In cream she bathes her thighs, more soft than silk;
Then to the poor she freely gives the milk.

Robert Herrick

Upon Pimp.

When Pimp's feet sweat, as they do often use,
There springs a soap-like lather in his shoes.

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Upon Cuts.

If wounds in clothes Cuts calls his rags, 'tis clear
His linings are the matter running there.

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Upon Jone And Jane.

Jone is a wench that's painted;
Jone is a girl that's tainted;
Yet Jone she goes
Like one of those
Whom purity had sainted.

Jane is a girl that's pretty;
Jane is a wench that's witty;
Yet who would think,
Her breath does stink,
As so it doth? that's pity.

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