That age is best which is the first When youth and blood are warmer. — Robert Herrick Copy Share Image
Feed him ye must, whose food fills you. And that this pleasure is like raine, Not sent ye for to drowne your… — Robert Herrick Copy Share Image
Rise and put on your foliage, and be seen To come forth, like the spring-time, fresh and green, And sweet as Flora.… — Robert Herrick Copy Share Image
Welcome, maids of honor, You doe bring In the spring, And wait upon her. — Robert Herrick Copy Share Image
I sing of brooks, of blossoms, birds, and bowers: Of April, May, or June, and July flowers. I sing of Maypoles, Hock-carts,… — 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
