Leech boasts, he has a pill, that can alone
With speed give sick men their salvation:
'Tis strange, his father long time has been ill,
And credits physic, yet not trusts his pill:
And why? he knows he must of cure despair,
Who makes the sly physician his heir.
Upon Leech
Robert Herrick
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Poem topics: alone, despair, father, sick, time, long, speed, salvation, strange, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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