Drink wine, and live here blitheful while ye may; The morrow's life too late is; live to-day. — Robert Herrick Copy Share Image
Things are evermore sincere; / Candor here, and lustre there / Delighting. — Robert Herrick Candor Copy Share Image
Those Saints, which God loves best, The Devil tempts not least. — Robert Herrick Devil Copy Share Image
Tis not the food, but the content, That makes the table's merriment. — Robert Herrick Eating Copy Share Image
Whatever comes, let's be content withal: Among God's blessings there is no one small. — Robert Herrick Blessing Copy Share Image
Temptations hurt not, though they have accesse; Satan o'ercomes none but by willingnesse. — Robert Herrick Copy Share Image
In ways to greatness think on this, That slippery all ambition is — Robert Herrick Ambition Copy Share Image
Lord, 'tis Thy plenty-dropping hand That soils my land, And giv'st me for my bushel sowne Twice ten for one. All this,… — Robert Herrick Copy Share Image
The May-pole is up, Now give me the cup; I'll drink to the garlands around it; But first unto those Whose hands… — Robert Herrick Copy Share Image
For pitty, Sir, find out that Bee Which bore my Love away I'le seek him in your Bonnet brave, I'le seek him… — Robert Herrick Bees Copy Share Image
A winning wave, (deserving note.) In the tempestuous petticote, A careless shoe-string, in whose tye I see a wilde civility,-- Doe more… — Robert Herrick Apparel Copy Share Image
But here's the sunset of a tedious day, These two asleep are; I'll but be undrest, And so to bed. Pray wish… — Robert Herrick Asleep Copy Share Image
Then be not coy, but use your time; And while ye may, go marry: For having lost but once your prime, You… — Robert Herrick Copy Share Image
“Gather ye rose-buds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying; And this same flower that smiles today, Tomorrow will be dying.” — Robert Herrick Flower Copy Share Image
“ The end of his worke Part of the worke remaines; one part is past: And here my ship rides having Anchor cast. ” — Robert Herrick Copy Share Image
Bid me to live, and I will live Thy Protestant to be: Or bid me love, and I will give A loving… — Robert Herrick Giving Copy Share Image
“Have ye beheld (with much delight) A red rose peeping through a white? Or else a cherry (double graced) Within a lily?… — Robert Herrick Beauty Copy Share Image
In the hour of my distress, When temptations me oppress, And when I my sins confess, Sweet Spirit, comfort me. — Robert Herrick Comfort Copy Share Image
Hell is no other but a soundlesse pit, Where no one beame of comfort peeps in it. — Robert Herrick Comfort Copy Share Image
He loves his bonds who, when the first are broke, Submits his neck into a second yoke. — Robert Herrick Bonds Copy Share Image
Some asked me where the rubies grew, And nothing I did say; But with my finger pointed to The lips of Julia. — Robert Herrick Copy Share Image
Love is a circle that doth restless move in the same sweet eternity of love. — Robert Herrick Circles Copy Share Image
Twixt kings and tyrants there's this difference known; Kings seek their subjects' good: tyrants their own. — Robert Herrick Differences Copy Share Image
In things a moderation keep; Kings ought to shear, not skin, their sheep. — Robert Herrick King Copy Share Image
Against diseases here the strongest fence is the defensive vertue, Abstinence. — Robert Herrick Abstinence Copy Share Image
Only Herrick's left alone, For to number sorrow by Their departures hence and die. — Robert Herrick Grief Copy Share Image
“Our life is short, and our days run, As fast away as does the sun” — Robert Herrick Life Copy Share Image
“ Bashfulnesse Of all our parts, the eyes expresse The sweetest kind of bashfulnesse. ” — Robert Herrick Bashfulness Copy Share Image
Conquer we shall, but, we must first contend! It's not the fight that crowns us, but the end. — Robert Herrick Copy Share Image
Now is the time for mirth, Nor cheek or tongue be dumb; For with the flowery earth The golden pomp is come. — Robert Herrick Copy Share Image
