I call, I call: who do ye call?
The maids to catch this cowslip ball!
But since these cowslips fading be,
Troth, leave the flowers, and maids, take me!
Yet, if that neither you will do,
Speak but the word, and I'll take you,

(C) Robert Herrick
03/19/2017


Best Poems of Robert Herrick

• Her Legs
• Little And Loud.
• Lyric For Legacies.
• Cherry-ripe
• The Dream
• Litany To The Holy Spirit
• No Spouse But A Sister.
• Another Grace For A Child
• The Watch
• Truth.
• Love Perfumes All Parts.
• The Tear Sent To Her From Staines.
• To Live Merrily, And To Trust To Good Verses
• A Request To The Graces
• Upon Man
• A Meditation For His Mistress
• A Childs Grace
• Fresh Cheese And Cream
• To His Brother, Nicholas Herrick.
• Upon A Gentlewoman With A Sweet Voice.