Upon Prew His Maid (Robert Herrick Poem)
In this little Urne is laid Prewdence Baldwin (once my maid) From whose happy spark here let Spring the purple ...
In this little Urne is laid Prewdence Baldwin (once my maid) From whose happy spark here let Spring the purple ...
More discontents I never had Since I was born, than here; Where I have been, and still am, sad, In ...
Whither dost thou hurry me, Bacchus, being full of thee? This way, that way, that way, this,-- Here and there ...
Whither, mad maiden, wilt thou roam? Far safer 'twere to stay at home; Where thou mayst sit, and piping, please ...
In sober mornings, do not thou rehearse The holy incantation of a verse; But when that men have both well ...
Born I was to be old, And for to die here; After that, in the mould Long for to lie ...
You see this grntle stream that glides, Shoved on, by quick-succeeding tides: Try if this sober stream you can Follow ...
Want is a softer wax, that takes thereon, This, that, and every base impression, (Robert Herrick)
One night i'th' year, my dearest Beauties, come, And bring those dew-drink-offerings to my tomb; When thence ye see my ...
Pardon my trespass, Silvia! I confess My kiss out-went the bounds of shamefacedness:-- None is discreet at all times; no, ...
Come thou, who art the wine and wit Of all I've writ; The grace, the glory, and the best Piece ...
Sapho, I will chuse to go Where the northern winds do blow Endless ice, and endless snow; Rather than I ...
From this bleeding hand of mine, Take this sprig of Eglantine: Which, though sweet unto your smell, Yet the fretful ...
Things are uncertain; and the more we get, The more on icy pavements we are set. (Robert Herrick)
If after rude and boisterous seas My wearied pinnace here finds ease; If so it be I've gain'd the shore, ...
Ah, Posthumus! our years hence fly And leave no sound: nor piety, Or prayers, or vow Can keep the wrinkle ...
I dreamt the Roses one time went To meet and sit in Parliament; The place for these, and for the ...
WHAT conscience, say, is it in thee, When I a heart had one, To take away that heart from me, ...
Why dost thou wound and break my heart, As if we should for ever part? Hast thou not heard an ...
Great cities seldom rest; if there be none T' invade from far, they'll find worse foes at home. (Robert Herrick)
In all thy need, be thou possest Still with a well prepared breast; Nor let the shackles make thee sad; ...
Though clock, To tell how night draws hence, I've none, A cock I have to sing how day draws on: ...
Rare is the voice itself: but when we sing To th' lute or viol, then 'tis ravishing. (Robert Herrick)
Begin to charm, and as thou strok'st mine ears With thine enchantment, melt me into tears. Then let thy active ...
Julia, if I chance to die Ere I print my poetry, I most humbly thee desire To commit it to ...
'Tis not ev'ry day that I Fitted am to prophesy: No, but when the spirit fills The fantastic pannicles, Full ...
The Hag is astride, This night for to ride, The devil and she together; Through thick and through thin, Now ...
Her eyes the glow-worm lend thee, The shooting stars attend thee; And the elves also, Whose little eyes glow Like ...
THE FAIRY TEMPLE; OR, OBERON'S CHAPEL DEDICATED TO MR JOHN MERRIFIELD, COUNSELLOR AT LAW RARE TEMPLES THOU HAST SEEN, I ...
Since shed or cottage I have none, I sing the more, that thou hast one; To whose glad threshold, and ...
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