A Vow To Mars

By Robert Herrick

Store of courage to me grant,
Now I’m turn’d a combatant;
Help me, so that I my shield,
Fighting, lose not in the field.
That’s the greatest shame of all
That in warfare can befall.
Do but this, and there shall be
Offer’d up a wolf to thee.

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