Poem for February 28, 2030

I have lost, and lately, these

Many dainty mistresses:--

Stately Julia, prime of all;

Sapho next, a principal:

Smooth Anthea, for a skin

White, and heaven-like crystalline:

Sweet Electra, and the choice

Myrha, for the lute and voice.

Next, Corinna, for her wit,

And the graceful use of it;

With Perilla:--All are gone;

Only Herrick's left alone,

For to number sorrow by

Their departures hence, and die.