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

To Daffodils

Fair Daffodils, we weep to see
You haste away so soon;
As yet the early-rising sun
Has not attain'd his noon.
Stay, stay,
Until the hasting day
Has run
But to the even-song;
And, having pray'd together, we
Will go with you along.

We have short time to stay, as you,
We have as short a spring;
As quick a growth to meet decay,
As you, or anything.
We die
As your hours do, and dry
Away,
Like to the summer's rain;
Or as the pearls of morning's ...

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Love, What It Is

Love is a circle, that doth restless move
In the same sweet eternity of Love.

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