Robert Herrick

(1591-1674 / London / England)

Robert Herrick Poems

41. Ceremonies For Candlemas Eve 12/31/2002
42. Ceremonies For Christmas 12/15/2014
43. Ceremony Upon Candlemas Eve 12/31/2002
44. Cherry Ripe 12/31/2002
45. Cherry- Ripe 12/31/2002
46. Cock-Crow 12/31/2002
47. Comfort To A Youth That Had Lost His Love 12/31/2002
48. Corinna's Going A-Maying 12/31/2002
49. Crutches 12/31/2002
50. Delight In Disorder 12/31/2002
51. Departure Of The Good Daemon 1/3/2003
52. Discontents In Devon 12/31/2002
53. Divination By A Daffodil 1/13/2003
54. Draw-Gloves 1/3/2003
55. Dreams 12/31/2002
56. Eternity 12/31/2002
57. Farewell Frost, Or Welcome Spring 12/31/2002
58. Felicity Quick Of Flight 12/31/2002
59. Four Things Make Us Happy Here 12/31/2002
60. Good Precepts, Or Counsel 12/31/2002
61. Grace For A Child 12/31/2002
62. Her Bed 12/31/2002
63. His Age:Dedicated To His Peculiar Friend,Mr John Wickes, Under The Name Ofpostumus 12/31/2002
64. His Content In The Country 12/31/2002
65. His Covenant Or Protestation To Julia 12/31/2002
66. His Desire 12/31/2002
67. His Grange, Or Private Wealth 12/31/2002
68. His Last Request To Julia 12/31/2002
69. His Litany, To The Holy Spirit 12/31/2002
70. His Loss 12/31/2002
71. His Meditation Upon Death 1/3/2003
72. His Mistress To Him At His Farewell 12/31/2002
73. His Poetry His Pillar 12/31/2002
74. His Prayer For Absolution 12/31/2002
75. His Prayer To Ben Jonson 12/31/2002
76. His Request To Julia 12/31/2002
77. His Return To London 12/31/2002
78. His Sailing From Julia 12/31/2002
79. His Winding-Sheet 12/31/2002
80. His Wish To God 12/31/2002
Best Poem of Robert Herrick

To The Virgins, Make Much Of Time

Gather ye rose-buds while ye may:
Old Time is still a-flying;
And this same flower that smiles to-day,
To-morrow will be dying.

The glorious lamp of heaven, the Sun,
The higher he's a-getting,
The sooner will his race be run,
And nearer he's to setting.

That age is best, which is the first,
When youth and blood are warmer;
But being spent, the worse, and worst
Times, still succeed the former.

- Then be not coy, but use your time,
And while ye may, go marry;
For having lost but once your prime,
You may for ever tarry.

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His Sailing From Julia

When that day comes, whose evening says I'm gone
Unto that watery desolation;
Devoutly to thy Closet-gods then pray,
That my wing'd ship may meet no Remora.
Those deities which circum-walk the seas,
And look upon our dreadful passages,
Will from all dangers re-deliver me,
For one drink-offering poured out by thee,
Mercy and Truth live with thee! and forbear,

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