For sport my Julia threw a lace
Of silk and silver at my face:
Watchet the silk was, and did make
A show, as if't 'ad been a snake:
The suddenness did me afright;
But though it scar'd, it did not bite.
The Silken Snake
Robert Herrick
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Poem topics: silver, snake, face, sport, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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