Robert Herrick

(1591-1674 / London / England)

Robert Herrick Poems

201. No Man Without Money 12/31/2002
202. The Vine 12/31/2002
203. The Lily In A Crystal 12/31/2002
204. The Definition Of Beauty 12/31/2002
205. To The Maids, To Walk Abroad 12/31/2002
206. Love Lightly Pleased 12/31/2002
207. To Julia 12/31/2002
208. The Country Life: 12/31/2002
209. The Olive Branch 12/31/2002
210. The Bracelet To Julia 12/31/2002
211. Upon Julia's Clothes 12/31/2002
212. To His Book 12/31/2002
213. His Return To London 12/31/2002
214. To The Rose: Song 12/31/2002
215. To His Honoured And Most Ingenious Friend Mr. Charles Cotton 1/3/2003
216. Be My Mistress Short Or Tall 1/3/2003
217. To Electra 12/31/2002
218. An Epitaph Upon A Child 12/31/2002
219. To Heaven 12/31/2002
220. Writing 12/31/2002
221. His Last Request To Julia 12/31/2002
222. To Anthea 12/31/2002
223. An Hymn To The Muses 12/31/2002
224. Upon Man 12/31/2002
225. The Succession Of The Four Sweet Months 12/31/2002
226. A Canticle To Apollo 12/31/2002
227. No Pains, No Gains 12/31/2002
228. To Death 12/31/2002
229. The Fairies 12/31/2002
230. The Hag 12/31/2002
231. Art Above Nature: To Julia 12/31/2002
232. Eternity 12/31/2002
233. Upon Prew His Maid 1/3/2003
234. The Maypole 12/31/2002
235. Lovers How They Come And Part 12/31/2002
236. A Request To The Graces 12/31/2002
237. A Bucolic Betwixt Two;Lacon And Thyrsis 12/31/2002
238. An Ode For Ben Jonson 12/31/2002
239. What Kind Of Mistress He Would Have 12/31/2002
240. The Bracelet: To Julia 1/3/2003

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

A Child's Grace

HERE a little child I stand
Heaving up my either hand;
Cold as paddocks though they be,
Here I lift them up to Thee,
For a benison to fall
On our meat and on us all. Amen.

Read the full of A Child's Grace

The Mad Maid's Song

Good morrow to the day so fair;
Good morning, sir, to you;
Good morrow to mine own torn hair,
Bedabbled with the dew.

Good morning to this primrose too;
Good morrow to each maid;
That will with flowers the tomb bestrew
Wherein my Love is laid.