Rook he sells feathers, yet he still doth cry
Fie on this pride, this female vanity.
Thus, though the Rook does rail against the sin,
He loves the gain that vanity brings in.
Upon Rook. Epig
Robert Herrick
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Poem topics: pride, female, gain, vanity, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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