Robert Herrick

(1591-1674 / London / England)

Robert Herrick Poems

241. To Live Merrily, And To Trust To Good Verses 12/31/2002
242. The Bad Season Makes The Poet Sad 12/31/2002
243. Upon The Loss Of His Mistresses 12/31/2002
244. The Hock-Cart, Or Harvest Home 1/3/2003
245. Eternity 12/31/2002
246. Comfort To A Youth That Had Lost His Love 12/31/2002
247. To His Lovely Mistresses 12/31/2002
248. Cherry Ripe 12/31/2002
249. Corinna's Going A-Maying 12/31/2002
250. Cherry- Ripe 12/31/2002
251. His Request To Julia 12/31/2002
252. On Love 12/31/2002
253. A Conjuration To Electra 1/13/2003
254. Upon Love:By Way Of Question And Answer 12/31/2002
255. A Hymn To Bacchus 12/31/2002
256. Why Flowers Change Colour 12/31/2002
257. A Mean In Our Means 12/31/2002
258. Poverty And Riches 12/31/2002
259. All Things Decay And Die 12/31/2002
260. Four Things Make Us Happy Here 12/31/2002
261. Ambition 12/31/2002
262. Sweet Disorder 1/3/2003
263. A Hymn To The Graces 12/31/2002
264. Love, What It Is 12/31/2002
265. His Prayer To Ben Jonson 12/31/2002
266. Her Bed 12/31/2002
267. Of Love: A Sonnet 12/31/2002
268. An Epitaph Upon A Virgin 12/31/2002
269. The Argument Of His Book 12/31/2002
270. A Conjuration: To Electra 12/31/2002
271. The Bride-Cake 12/31/2002
272. A Dialogue Betwixt Himself And Mistress Elizawheeler, Under The Name Of Amarillis 12/31/2002
273. A Thanksgiving To God, For His House 12/31/2002
274. A New Year's Gift,Sent To Sir Simeon Steward 12/31/2002
275. A Lyric To Mirth 1/3/2003
276. To Anthea, Who May Command Him Any Thing 12/31/2002
277. A Ring Presented To Julia 1/3/2003
278. The Kiss: A Dialogue 12/31/2002
279. A Meditation For His Mistress 12/31/2002
280. A Christmas Carol, Sung To The King In The Presence At White-Hall 1/3/2003

Comments about Robert Herrick

  • 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.

Best Poem of Robert Herrick


Here we are all, by day; by night we're hurl'd
By dreams, each one into a several world.

Read the full of Dreams

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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