We credit most our sight; one eye doth please Our trust farre more than ten eare-witnesses. — Robert Herrick Credit Copy Share Image
Bid me despair, and I'll despair,Under that cypress tree;Or bid me die, and I will dareE'en Death, to die for thee. — Robert Herrick Cypress trees Copy Share Image
Fain would I kiss my Julia's dainty leg, Which is as white and hairless as an egg. — Robert Herrick Dainty 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
Here a little child I stand, Heaving up my either hand; Cold as paddocks though they be, Here I lift them up… — Robert Herrick Amen Copy Share Image
Here a pretty Baby lies Sung asleep with Lullabies: Pray be silent, and not stirre The easie earth that covers her. — Robert Herrick Baby Copy Share Image
Her eyes the glowworm lend thee, The shooting stars attend thee; And the elves also, Whose little eyes glow Like the sparks… — Robert Herrick Eye 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 Bud Copy Share Image
He who has suffered shipwreck, fears to sail Upon the seas, though with a gentle gale. — Robert Herrick Fear Copy Share Image
“ The Argument of his Book I sing of Brooks, of Blossomes, Birds, and Flowers: Of April, May, of June, and July-Flowers.… — Robert Herrick Books Copy Share Image
Go to your banquet then, but use delight So as to rise still with an appetite. — Robert Herrick Appetite Copy Share Image
Oft have I heard both youths and virgins say, Birds chuse their mates and couple too this day: But by their flight… — Robert Herrick Bird 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
Bid me to live, and I will liveThy Protestant to be,Or bid me love, and I will giveA loving heart to thee. — Robert Herrick Heart Copy Share Image
“I sing of brooks, of blossoms, birds, and bowers: Of April, May, of June, and July flowers. I sing of Maypoles, Hock-carts,… — Robert Herrick Flowers Copy Share Image
“Here we are all, by day; by night, we're hurled By dreams, each one, into a several world.” — Robert Herrick Dreams Copy Share Image
Fight thou with shafts of silver, and o'ercome When no force else can get the masterdom — Robert Herrick Fighting Copy Share Image
It is an active flame that fliesFirst to the babies in the eyes. — Robert Herrick Active Copy Share Image
Who after his transgression doth repent, Is halfe, or altogether, innocent. — Robert Herrick Innocent Copy Share Image
Welcome, maids of honor, You doe bring In the spring, And wait upon her. — Robert Herrick Doe 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 Lost Copy Share Image
So when or you or I are made A fable, song, or fleeting shade; All love, all liking, all delight Lies drowned… — Robert Herrick Delight Copy Share Image
Our present tears here, not our present laughter Are but the handsells of our joys hereafter. — Robert Herrick Happiness Copy Share Image
