I could but see thee yesterday
Robert Herrick
1591 to 1674
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Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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I have in my poor breast;
And I the javelin suck'd away,
As Love shall help me, I admire
How thou canst sit and smile
Of those that cruel be!
Stung by a fretful bee;
Yet ne'er can see that salve which brings
My passions any rest.
Art so unkind to me;
To see me bleed, and not desire
And heal'd the wound in thee.
To staunch the blood the while.
I could but see thee yesterday
A thousand thorns, and briars, and stings
What dismal stories will be told
If thou, composed of gentle mould,