Robert Herrick

(1591-1674 / London / England)

Robert Herrick Poems

81. To Silvia 12/31/2002
82. The Transfiguration 12/31/2002
83. To His Paternal Country 12/31/2002
84. The Present; Or, The Bag Of The Bee: 12/31/2002
85. To His Sweet Saviour 12/31/2002
86. The Bubble: A Song 12/31/2002
87. Good Precepts, Or Counsel 12/31/2002
88. I Call And I Call 12/31/2002
89. The Shower Of Blossoms 12/31/2002
90. To The Genius Of His House 12/31/2002
91. To Music, To Becalm His Fever 12/31/2002
92. Ceremony Upon Candlemas Eve 12/31/2002
93. To Oenone. 12/31/2002
94. Purposes 12/31/2002
95. To Primroses Filled With Morning Dew 12/31/2002
96. How Pansies Or Hearts-Ease Came First 12/31/2002
97. His Wish To God 12/31/2002
98. The Parcae; Or, Three Dainty Destinies:The Armilet 12/31/2002
99. The Heart 12/31/2002
100. How Springs Came First 12/31/2002
101. To Music, To Becalm A Sweet Sick Youth 12/31/2002
102. The Wounded Heart 12/31/2002
103. The Cruel Maid 12/31/2002
104. To Perllla 12/31/2002
105. Casualties 12/31/2002
106. His Mistress To Him At His Farewell 12/31/2002
107. Peace Not Permanent 12/31/2002
108. Litany To The Holy Spirit 1/4/2003
109. Another Grace For A Child 12/31/2002
110. To His Kinswoman, Mistress Susanna Herrick 12/31/2002
111. To Be Merry 12/31/2002
112. The Dirge Of Jephthah's Daughter:Sung By The Virgins 12/31/2002
113. His Prayer For Absolution 12/31/2002
114. His Desire 12/31/2002
115. The Old Wives' Prayer 12/31/2002
116. His Loss 12/31/2002
117. Ceremonies For Candlemas Eve 12/31/2002
118. The Cheat Of Cupid; Or, The Ungentle Guest 12/31/2002
119. To Live Freely 12/31/2002
120. Upon Time 12/31/2002

Comments about Robert Herrick

  • trose (5/19/2020 10:10:00 AM)

    Does anyone know the name of the Herrick poem about a tree which begins

    Ye who pass by
    and raise a hand against me
    hearken ere you harm me.

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  • Kate Henderson (7/10/2019 11:35:00 AM)

    The reading robot is appalling and atrocious! Get rid of it henceforth! ! ! ! What an abomination to hear such a beautiful poem destroyed by this automated moron

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  • Nasir manal (8/19/2018 3:30:00 AM)

    He also wrote the Daffodils You are spose to enter this information too Ok

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  • Nasir (8/19/2018 3:28:00 AM)

    Robert Herrick also wrote Daffodils

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  • andy shoebridge (4/26/2018 12:52:00 PM)

    I have a poem book by Robert herrick to dianeme is this book worth anything

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  • Emma Shaw (12/8/2010 2:14:00 PM)

    I have just won a one euro bet that the name of this poem was to daffodils and not to the daffodils. It's a great poem, and nicer in my view than the much more famous wordsworth poem.

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  • Cado Bell (10/12/2006 10:52:00 AM)

    Saw this poem on a crammed tube train in London about 30 years ago.
    had nowhere to look except at the angled adverts above. (alliteration unintended)
    -and it just stuck.

    Don't remember even learning it off.
    and now thanks to this wonderful website I found it again.

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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.

Read the full of To The Virgins, Make Much Of Time

Upon Julia's Recovery

Droop, droop no more, or hang the head,
Ye roses almost withered;
Now strength, and newer purple get,
Each here declining violet.
O primroses! let this day be
A resurrection unto ye;
And to all flowers allied in blood,
Or sworn to that sweet sisterhood.
For health on Julia's cheek hath shed

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