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By Anonym 13 Sep

Robert Herrick

A winning wave, (deserving note.) In the tempestuous petticote, A careless shoe-string, in whose tye I see a wilde civility,-- Doe more bewitch me than when art Is too precise in every part.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Robert Herrick

Gather ye rose-buds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying; And this same flower that smiles today, Tomorrow will be dying.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Robert Herrick

Twixt kings and tyrants there's this difference known; Kings seek their subjects' good: tyrants their own.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Robert Herrick

When a daffadill I see, Hanging down his head towards me, Guess I may, what I must be: First, I shall decline my head; Secondly, I shall be dead: Lastly, safely buryed.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Robert Herrick

I'll write, because I'll give - You critics means to live; For should I not supply - The cause, the effect would die

By Anonym 14 Sep

Robert Herrick

Some asked me where the rubies grew, And nothing I did say; But with my finger pointed to The lips of Julia.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Robert Herrick

It is the end that crowns us, not the fight.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Robert Herrick

Learn this of me, where'er thy lot doth fall, Short lot, or not, to be content with all.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Robert Herrick

Rise and put on your foliage, and be seen To come forth, like the springtime, fresh and green

By Anonym 15 Sep

Robert Herrick

Tis not the food, but the content, That makes the table's merriment.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Robert Herrick

The May-pole is up, Now give me the cup; I'll drink to the garlands around it; But first unto those Whose hands did compose The glory of flowers that crown'd it.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Robert Herrick

A spark neglected makes a mighty fire.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Robert Herrick

Give me a kiss, and to that kiss a score; Then to that twenty, add a hundred more: A thousand to that hundred: so kiss on, To make that thousand up a million. Treble that million, and when that is done, Let's kiss afresh, as when we first begun.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Robert Herrick

To the Virgins, To Make much of Time Gather ye rose-buds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying; And this same flower that smiles today, Tomorrow will be dying. The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun, The higher he’s a-getting, The sooner will his race be run, And nearer he is to setting. That age is best which is the first, When youth and blood are warmer; But being spent, the worse, and worst Times still succeed the former. Then be not coy, but use your time, And while you may, go marry; For having lost but once your prime, You may for ever tarry.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Robert Herrick

In ways to greatness think on this, That slippery all ambition is

By Anonym 13 Sep

Robert Herrick

But here's the sunset of a tedious day, These two asleep are; I'll but be undrest, And so to bed. Pray wish us all good rest.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Robert Herrick

Happy is the bride that the sun shines on.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Robert Herrick

Love is maintain'd by wealth: when all is spent, Adversity then breeds the discontent.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Robert Herrick

Who covets more is evermore a slave.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Robert Herrick

The first act's doubtful, but we say, it is the last commends the play.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Robert Herrick

Let my muse Fail of thy former helps, and only use Her inadulterate strength. What's done by me Hereafter shall smell of the lamp, not thee.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Robert Herrick

Fight thou with shafts of silver, and o'ercome When no force else can get the masterdom

By Anonym 15 Sep

Robert Herrick

Welcome, maids of honor, You doe bring In the spring, And wait upon her.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Robert Herrick

Buying, possessing, accumulating--this is not worldliness. But doing this in the love of it, with no love of God paramount--doing it so that thoughts of eternity and God are an intrusion--doing it so that one's spirit is secularized in the process; this is worldliness.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Robert Herrick

Fain would I kiss my Julia's dainty leg, Which is as white and hairless as an egg.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Robert Herrick

Cherry-ripe, ripe, ripe, I cry, Full and fair ones; come and buy. If so be you ask me where They do grow, I answer: There, Where my Julia's lips do smile; There's the land, or cherry-isle, Whose plantations fully show All the year where cherries grow.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Robert Herrick

A careless shoe string, in whose tie I see a wilde civility.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Robert Herrick

The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Robert Herrick

Tumble me down, and I will sit Upon my ruines (smiling yet:) Teare me to tatters; yet I'le be Patient in my necessitie. Laugh at my scraps of cloathes, and shun Me, as a fear'd infection: Yet scarre-crow-like I'le walk as one, Neglecting thy derision.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Robert Herrick

The Argument of his Book I sing of Brooks, of Blossomes, Birds, and Flowers: Of April, May, of June, and July-Flowers. I sing of May-poles, Hock-carts, Wassails, Wakes, Of Bride-grooms, Brides, and of their Bridall-cakes. I write of Youth, of Love, and have Accesse By these, to sing of cleanly-Wantonnesse. I sing of Dewes, of Raines, and piece by piece Of Balme, of Oyle, of Spice, and Amber-Greece. I sing of Times trans-shifting; and I write How Roses first came Red, and Lillies White. I write of Groves, of Twilights, and I sing The Court of Mab, and of the Fairie-King. I write of Hell; I sing (and ever shall) Of Heaven, and hope to have it after all.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Robert Herrick

Let wealth come in by comely thrift, And not by any sordid shift; 'T is haste Makes waste; Extremes have still their fault. Who gripes too hard the dry and slipp'ry sand, Holds none at all, or little, in his hand.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Robert Herrick

A sweet disorder in the dress Kindles in clothes a wantonness A lawn about the shoulders thrown Into a fine distraction.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Robert Herrick

What though the sea be calm? trust to the shore, Ships have been drown'd, where late they danc'd before.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Robert Herrick

Art quickens nature; care will make a face; Neglected beauty perisheth apace.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Robert Herrick

And as this round (ring) is nowhere found to flaw, or else to sever. So let our love as endless prove and pure as gold forever.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Robert Herrick

Tears are the noble language of the eye.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Robert Herrick

When one is past, another care we have; Thus woe succeeds a woe, as wave a wave.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Robert Herrick

So when or you or I are made A fable, song, or fleeting shade; All love, all liking, all delight Lies drowned with us in endless night. Then while time serves, and we are but decaying; Come, my Corinna, come, let's go a Maying.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Robert Herrick

Temptations hurt not, though they have accesse; Satan o'ercomes none but by willingnesse.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Robert Herrick

T is the will that makes the action good or ill.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Robert Herrick

What is a kiss? Why this, as some approve: the sure, sweet cement, glue, and lime of love.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Robert Herrick

It takes great wit and interest and energy to be happy. The pursuit of happiness is a great activity. One must be open and alive. It is the greatest feat man has to accomplish.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Robert Herrick

Well I sup and well I dine, When I drink my frolic wine.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Robert Herrick

To Sycamores I’m sick of Love; O let me lie Under your shades, to sleep or die! Either is welcome; so I have Or here my Bed, or here my Grave. Why do you sigh, and sob, and keep Time with the tears, that I do weep? Say, have ye sence, or do you prove What Crucifixions are in Love? I know ye do; and that’s the why, You sigh for Love, as well as I

By Anonym 14 Sep

Robert Herrick

That age is best which is the first When youth and blood are warmer.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Robert Herrick

Who after his transgression doth repent, Is halfe, or altogether, innocent.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Robert Herrick

You say to me-wards your affection's strong; Pray love me little, so you love me long.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Robert Herrick

Give me a kiss, and to that kiss a score: Then to that twenty, add a hundred more.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Robert Herrick

None pities him that is in the snare, who warned before, would not beware.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Robert Herrick

No, not Jove Himselfe, at one time, can be wise and love.