& nbsp; H-348. Her bed
Look at that cloud, the silvery, gentle –
Then Julia is sleeping peacefully
In her snow-white bed.
& nbsp; 348. Her Bed
See'st thou that cloud as silver clear,
Plump, soft, and swelling everywhere?
’Tis Julia's bed, and she sleeps there.
From Robert Herrick. H-348. Her bed
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