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The Carcanet.
By Robert Herrick
Instead of orient pearls of jet
I sent my love a carcanet;
About her spotless neck she knit
The lace, to honour me or it:
Then think how rapt was I to see
My jet t'enthral such ivory.
Extra Info:
Carcanet, necklace.
Lace, any kind of girdle; used here for the necklace.
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