Robert Herrick (1591-1674 / London / England)
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''or the warm soft side
Robert Herrick (1591-1674), British poet. His Farewell to Sack (l. 5-10). . . Norton Anthology of English Literature, The, Vols. I-II. M. H. Abrams, general ed. (5th ed., 1986) W. W. Norton & Company.
Of the resigning yet resisting bride.
The kiss of virgins first-fruits of the bed;
Soft speech, smooth touch, the lips, the maidenhead;
These and a thousand sweets could never be
So near or dear as thou wast once to me.'' -
'''Tis not Apollo can, or those thrice three
Robert Herrick (1591-1674), British poet. His Farewell to Sack (l. 29-32). . . Norton Anthology of English Literature, The, Vols. I-II. M. H. Abrams, general ed. (5th ed., 1986) W. W. Norton & Company.
Castalian sisters sing, if wanting thee.
Horace, Anacreon both had lost their fame.
Had'st thou not filled them with thy fire and flame.'' -
''Let my muse
Robert Herrick (1591-1674), British poet. His Farewell to Sack (l. 51-54). . . Norton Anthology of English Literature, The, Vols. I-II. M. H. Abrams, general ed. (5th ed., 1986) W. W. Norton & Company.
Fail of thy former helps, and only use
Her inadulterate strength. What's done by me
Hereafter shall smell of the lamp, not thee.'' -
''A Cat
Robert Herrick (1591-1674), British poet. His Grange, or Private Wealth (l. 21-32). . . Seventeenth-Century Verse and Prose, Vols. I-II. Vol. I: 1600-1660; Vol. II: 1660-1700. Helen C. White, Ruth C. Wallerstein, and Ricardo Quintana, eds. (1951, 1952) The Macmillan Company.
I keep, that playes about my House,
Grown fat,
With eating many a miching Mouse.
To these
A Trasy I do keep, whereby
I please
The more my rurall privacie:
Which are
But toyes, to give my heart some ease:
Where care
None is, slight things do lightly please.'' -
''When the tempter me pursueth
Robert Herrick (1591-1674), British poet. His Litany to the Holy Spirit (l. 37-40). . . Oxford Book of English Verse, The, 1250-1918. Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. (New ed., rev. and enl., 1939) Oxford University Press.
With the sins of all my youth,
And half damns me with untruth,
Sweet Spirit, comfort me!''' -
''When the artless doctor sees
Robert Herrick (1591-1674), British poet, clergyman. repr. In The Poems of Robert Herrick, ed. L.C. Martin (1956). His Litany to the Holy Spirit, st. 4-5, Noble Numbers (1647).
No one hope, but of his fees,
And his skill runs on the lees;
Sweet Spirit, comfort me!
When his potion and his pill,
Has, or none, or little skill,
Meet for nothing, but to kill;
Sweet Spirit, comfort me!'' -
''In the hour of my distress,
Robert Herrick (1591-1674), British poet. His Litany to the Holy Spirit (l. 1-4). . . Oxford Book of English Verse, The, 1250-1918. Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. (New ed., rev. and enl., 1939) Oxford University Press.
When temptations me oppress,
And when I my sins confess,
Sweet Spirit comfort me!'' -
''Onely a little more
Robert Herrick (1591-1674), British poet. His Poetry His Pillar (l. 1-4). . . Oxford Book of Seventeenth Century Verse, The. H. J. C. Grierson and G. Bullough, eds. (1934) Oxford University Press.
I have to write,
Then I'll give o'er,
And bid the world Good-night.'' -
''O time that cut'st down all!
Robert Herrick (1591-1674), British poet. His Poetry His Pillar (l. 9-12). . . Oxford Book of Seventeenth Century Verse, The. H. J. C. Grierson and G. Bullough, eds. (1934) Oxford University Press.
And scarce leav'st here
Memoriall
Of any men that were.'' -
''When I a verse shall make,
Robert Herrick (1591-1674), British poet. His Prayer to Ben Jonson (l. 1-4). . . Oxford Book of Light Verse, The. W. H. Auden, ed. (1938) Oxford University Press.
Know I have prayed thee,
For old religion's sake,
Saint Ben, to aid me.''
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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.
