What! can my Kellam drink his sack
In goblets to the brim,
And see his Robin Herrick lack,
Yet send no bowls to him?

For love or pity to his muse,
That she may flow in verse,
Contemn to recommend a cruse,
But send to her a tierce.

(C) Robert Herrick
03/10/2020


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.