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Robert Herrick Poems
- His Confession
Look how our foul days do exceed our fair;
And as our bad, more than our good works are,
E'en so those lines, pen'd by my wanton wit,
Treble the number of these good I've writ. ...
- What God Is
God is above the sphere of our esteem,
And is the best known, not defining Him.
- Love Me Little, Love Me Long
You say, to me-wards your affection's strong;
Pray love me little, so you love me long.
Slowly goes far: the mean is best: desire,
Grown violent, does either die or tire....
Health is no other, as the learned hold,
But a just measure both of heat and cold.
- Upon Brock. Epig
To cleanse his eyes, Tom Brock makes much ado,
But not his mouth, the fouler of the two.
A clammy rheum makes loathsome both his eyes:
His mouth, worse furr'd with oaths and blasphemies....
Top 10 most used topics by Robert HerrickSweet 156 Love 121 I Love You 121 Good 113 Live 91 Long 88 Bring 84 Great 70 Kiss 63 Crown 62
Robert Herrick Quotes
- Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, Old Times is still a-flying And this same flower that smiles today, Tomorrow will be dying.
- What is a kiss? Why this, as some approve: The sure, sweet cement, glue, and lime of love.
Comments about Robert Herrick
- No_way_but_this: delight in disorder robert herrick - 1591-1674 a sweet disorder in the dresse kindles in cloathes a wantonnesse: a lawne about the shoulders thrown into a fine distraction: an erring lace, which here and there enthralls the crimson stomacher: a cuffe neglectfull, and thereby
- No_way_but_this: the argument of his book robert herrick - 1591-1674 i sing of brooks, of blossoms, birds, and bowers, of april, may, of june, and july flowers. i sing of maypoles, hock carts, wassails, wakes, of bridegrooms, brides, and of their bridal cakes.
- Dieterselten: good poem. thanks for sharing. it is sort of hard to pick at details, of any sort of classical format poetry. herrick though religious(not my cup of tea)wrote"delight in disorder", which is congruent with my beliefs.
- Melaniejaxn: gather ye rosebuds while ye may, old time is still a-flying; and this same flower that smiles today. tomorrow will be dying. -robert herrick
- Davidoshelton: fair daffodils, we weep to see you haste away so soon; as yet the early-rising sun has not attained his noon. stay, stay until the hasting day has run but to the evensong; and, having prayed together, we will go with you along -- robert herrick