I saw about her spotless wrist,
Of blackest silk a curious twist;
Which, circumvolving gently, there
Enthralled her arm, as prisoner.
Dark was the jail; but as if light
Had met to engender with the night:
Or so, as darkness made a stay
To show at once, both night and day.
One fancy more! but if there be
Such freedom in captivity;
I beg of love, that ever I
May in like chains of darkness lie.
Robert-herrick released ‘Upon a Black Twist, Rounding the Arm of the Countess of Carlisle’ on Wed Jan 01 1648.