Robert Herrick Quotes (78 Quotes)

Though hourly comforts from the gods we see,
No life is yet life-proof from misery.

Cherry ripe, ripe, ripe, I cry Full and fair ones come and buy If so be, you ask me where They do grow I answer there, Where my Julia's lips do smile There's the land, or cherry-isle.

Suspicion, discontent, and strife, come in for dowry with a wife.

When as silks my Julia goes, then, then (methinks) how sweetly flows the liquefaction of her clothes.

Give me a kiss, and to that kiss a score; Then to that twenty, add a hundred more: A thousand to that hundred: so kiss on, To make that thousand up a million. Treble that million, and when that is done, Let's kiss afresh, as when we first begun.

And when all bodies meet,
In Lethe to be drown'd,
Then only numbers sweet
With endless life are crown'd.

The body is the soul's poor house or home, whose ribs the laths are and whose flesh the loam.

Welcome maids of honour, You do bring In the Spring And wait upon her.

Who with a little cannot be content, endures an everlasting punishment.

In ways to greatness think on this, That slippery all ambition is.

You say, to me-wards your affections strong Pray love me little, so you love me long.

Life of my life, take not so soon thy flight,
But stay the time till we have bade good-night.

Thus times do shift, each thing his turn does hold; New things succeed, as former things grow old.

When words we want, Love teacheth to indite;
And what we blush to speak, she bids us write.

Against diseases here the strongest fence, Is the defensive virtue, abstinence.

In things a moderation keep; Kings ought to shear, not skin, their sheep.

To mortal men great loads allotted to be But of all packs no pack like poverty.

Why then, since life to us is short,
Let's make it full up by our sport.

You are a full-spread fair-set Vine,
And can with tendrils love entwine;
Yet dried, ere you distil your wine.

Tears are the noble language of the eye.

Pleasure many here attend ye,
And, ere long, a boy love send ye,
Curled and comely, and so trim,
Maids in time may ravish him.

I dare not ask a kiss I dare not beg a smile Lest having that, or this, I might grow proud the while. No, no, the utmost share Of my desire, shall be Only to kiss that air, That lately kissed thee.

That age is best which is the first When youth and blood are warmer.

He loves his bonds who, when the first are broke, Submits his neck into a second yoke.

No, no, I'll be
In fetters free;
While others they sit wringing
Their hands for pain,
I'll entertain
The wounds of love with singing.

Know when to speak - for many times it brings danger, to give the best advice to kings.

But ne'er the rose without the thorn.

You first of all crown'd her; she must, of due,
Render for that, a crown of life to you.