That age is best which is the first When youth and blood are warmer. — Robert Herrick Copy Share Image
Before man's fall the rose was born,St. Ambrose says, without the thorn;But for man's fault then was the thornWithout the fragrant rose-bud… — Robert Herrick Copy Share Image
To the Virgins, To Make much of Time Gather ye rose-buds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying; And this same… — Robert Herrick Copy Share Image
Gather ye rose-buds while ye may, Old Time is still a flying: And this same flower that smiles to day, Tomorrow will… — Robert Herrick 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
Love is maintain'd by wealth: when all is spent, Adversity then breeds the discontent. — Robert Herrick Copy Share Image
It takes great wit and interest and energy to be happy. The pursuit of happiness is a great activity. One must be open and… — Robert Herrick Copy Share Image
Whatever comes, let's be content withal; Among God's blessings there is not one small. — Robert Herrick Copy Share Image
When a daffadill I see, Hanging down his head towards me, Guess I may, what I must be: First, I shall decline my head;… — Robert Herrick 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? Centre placed?… — Robert Herrick Copy Share Image
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… — Robert Herrick Copy Share Image
Tears are the noble language of eyes, and when true love of words is destitute. The eye by tears speak, while the tongue is… — 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 heart to… — Robert Herrick Copy Share Image
That age is best which is the first When youth and blood are warmer. — Robert Herrick Copy Share Image
Show me thy feet, show me thy legs, thy thighs Show me those fleshy principalities; Show me that hill where smiling love doth sit,… — Robert Herrick Copy Share Image
