Robert Herrick

(1591-1674 / London / England)

Robert Herrick Poems

81. The Wassail 12/31/2002
82. To Silvia 12/31/2002
83. The Transfiguration 12/31/2002
84. To His Paternal Country 12/31/2002
85. The Present; Or, The Bag Of The Bee: 12/31/2002
86. To His Sweet Saviour 12/31/2002
87. The Bubble: A Song 12/31/2002
88. Good Precepts, Or Counsel 12/31/2002
89. To The Genius Of His House 12/31/2002
90. To Music, To Becalm His Fever 12/31/2002
91. The Shower Of Blossoms 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. The Fairy Temple; Or, Oberon's Chapel 12/31/2002

Comments about Robert Herrick

  • Debra Herrick (5/31/2020 7:46:00 PM)

    When I was in 7th or 8th grade at Showalter Jr. High in what is now called Tukwilla, Washington, we had a text book with a poem in it by Robert Herrick (yes, I am related) called Sub Deb. My problem is that I cannot seem to find that poem again. Has anyone else heard of it?

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  • 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

Love, What It Is

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