Robert Herrick

(1591-1674 / London / England)

Robert Herrick Poems

1. Upon Himself 12/31/2002
2. Up Scoble 12/31/2002
3. Upon Julia's Breasts 4/4/2015
4. Truth And Falsehood 1/3/2003
5. Upon A Delaying Lady 12/31/2002
6. To Youth 12/31/2002
7. Upon A Painted Gentlewoman 12/31/2002
8. Truth And Error 12/31/2002
9. Upon His Sister-In-Law, Mistress Elizabethherrick 12/31/2002
10. Upon Cupid 12/31/2002
11. Upon Her Eyes 12/31/2002
12. Upon Her Feet 12/31/2002
13. Upon A Maid 12/31/2002
14. Ceremonies For Christmas 12/15/2014
15. Upon A Child 12/31/2002
16. Upon A Child That Died 12/31/2002
17. Upon Julia's Ribbon 12/31/2002
18. Upon Julia's Recovery 12/31/2002
19. To The Willow-Tree 12/31/2002
20. To Violets 12/31/2002
21. Upon Julia's Hair Filled With Dew 12/31/2002
22. Upon Julia's Unlacing Herself 1/13/2003
23. To The Western Wind 1/4/2003
24. To The Water-Nymphs Drinking At Thefountain 12/31/2002
25. Nothing Free-Cost 12/31/2002
26. Crutches 12/31/2002
27. An Epitaph Upon A Child 12/31/2002
28. How His Soul Came Ensnared 12/31/2002
29. His Wish To Privacy 12/31/2002
30. Loss From The Least 12/31/2002
31. Matins, Or Morning Prayer 12/31/2002
32. An Ode To Master Endymion Porter, Upon His Brother's Death 1/3/2003
33. On A Perfumed Lady 12/31/2002
34. To Phillis, To Love And Live With Him 12/31/2002
35. Not Every Day Fit For Verse 12/31/2002
36. His Winding-Sheet 12/31/2002
37. To Robin Red-Breast 12/31/2002
38. I Call And I Call 12/31/2002
39. The Voice And Viol 12/31/2002
40. To Carnations: A Song 12/31/2002
Best Poem of Robert Herrick

Dreams

Here we are all, by day; by night we're hurl'd
By dreams, each one into a several world.

Read the full of Dreams

Pray And Prosper

First offer incense; then, thy field and meads
Shall smile and smell the better by thy beads.
The spangling dew dredged o'er the grass shall be
Turn'd all to mell and manna there for thee.
Butter of amber, cream, and wine, and oil,
Shall run as rivers all throughout thy soil.
Would'st thou to sincere silver turn thy mould?
--Pray once, twice pray; and turn thy ground to gold.

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