A CONJURATION: TO ELECTRA (Robert Herrick Poems)
By those soft tods of wool,With which the air is full;By all those tinctures thereThat paint the hemisphere;By dews and ...
By those soft tods of wool,With which the air is full;By all those tinctures thereThat paint the hemisphere;By dews and ...
Give way, give way, ye gates, and win An easy blessing to your bin And basket, by our entering in. ...
Pardon my trespass, Silvia! I confess My kiss out-went the bounds of shamefacedness:-- None is discreet at all times; no, ...
Ah, Posthumus! our years hence fly And leave no sound: nor piety, Or prayers, or vow Can keep the wrinkle ...
Holy-Rood, come forth and shield Us i' th' city and the field; Safely guard us, now and aye, From the ...
Command the roof, great Genius, and from thence Into this house pour down thy influence, That through each room a ...
MONTANO, SILVIO, AND MIRTILLO, SHEPHERDS MON. Bad are the times. SIL. And worse than they are we. MON. Troth, bad ...
--AND, cruel maid, because I see You scornful of my love, and me, I'll trouble you no more, but go ...
Is this a life, to break thy sleep, To rise as soon as day doth peep? To tire thy patient ...
Now is the time for mirth, Nor cheek or tongue be dumb; For with the flow'ry earth The golden pomp ...
Time was upon The wing, to fly away; And I call'd on Him but awhile to stay; But he'd be ...
Go, pretty child, and bear this flower Unto thy little Saviour; And tell him, by that bud now blown, He ...
Let us, though late, at last, my Silvia, wed; And loving lie in one devoted bed. Thy watch may stand, ...
Life of my life, take not so soon thy flight, But stay the time till we have bade good-night. Thou ...
Let's now take our time, While we're in our prime, And old, old age is afar off; For the evil, ...
Come pity us, all ye who see Our harps hung on the willow-tree; Come pity us, ye passers-by, Who see ...
Till I shall come again, let this suffice, I send my salt, my sacrifice To thee, thy lady, younglings, and ...
Blessings in abundance come To the bride and to her groom ; May the bed and this short night Know ...
Be not proud, but now incline Your soft ear to discipline; You have changes in your life, Sometimes peace, and ...
Only a little more I have to write: Then I'll give o'er, And bid the world good-night. 'Tis but a ...
All things decay with time: The forest sees The growth and down-fall of her aged trees; That timber tall, which ...
You say I love not, 'cause I do not play Still with your curls, and kiss the time away. You ...
Get up, get up for shame! the blooming morn Upon her wings presents the god unshorn. See how Aurora throws ...
Gather ye rose-buds while ye may: Old Time is still a-flying; And this same flower that smiles to-day, To-morrow will ...
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, Old time is still a-flying And this same flower that smiles today Tomorrow will ...
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