Robert Herrick

(1591-1674 / London / England)

Robert Herrick Poems

281. Upon The Loss Of His Mistresses 12/31/2002
282. Upon The Nipples Of Julia's Breast 1/13/2003
283. Upon Time 12/31/2002
284. Upon Wrinkles 12/31/2002
285. Want 12/31/2002
286. What Kind Of Mistress He Would Have 12/31/2002
287. When He Would Have His Verses Read 12/31/2002
288. Why Flowers Change Colour 12/31/2002
289. Wlt Punished Prospers Most 12/31/2002
290. Writing 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

Upon Shark

Shark, when he goes to any publick feast,
Eates to ones thinking, of all there, the least.
What saves the master of the House thereby?
When if the servants search, they may descry
In his wide Codpeece, (dinner being done)
Two Napkins cram'd up, and a silver Spoone.

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