A Frolic By Robert Herrick

A Frolic By Robert Herrick     Bring me my rosebuds, drawer, come;    So, while I thus sit crown’d,    I’ll drink the aged C’cubum,    Until the roof turn round. Share on facebook Share on twitter Share on whatsapp Share on telegram Share on email This Poem Is In The Public Domain. Discover More Poetry

A Dirge Upon The Death Of The Right Valiant Lord, Bernard Stuart By Robert Herrick

A Dirge Upon The Death Of The Right Valiant Lord, Bernard Stuart By Robert Herrick     Hence, hence, profane! soft silence let us have    While we this trental sing about thy grave.     Had wolves or tigers seen but thee,    They would have showed civility;    And, in compassion of thy years,    Washed those thy purple wounds with tears.    But since thou’rt slain, […]

A Dialogue Betwixt Horace And Lydia, Translated Anno 1627, And Set By Mr. Ro. Ramsey By Robert Herrick

A Dialogue Betwixt Horace And Lydia, Translated Anno 1627, And Set By Mr. Ro. Ramsey By Robert Herrick     Hor.    While, Lydia, I was loved of thee,    Nor any was preferred ‘fore me    To hug thy whitest neck, than I    The Persian king lived not more happily.     Lyd.    While thou no other didst affect,    Nor Chloe was of more respect    Than Lydia, far-famed […]

A Defence For Women By Robert Herrick

A Defence For Women By Robert Herrick     Naught are all women: I say no,    Since for one bad, one good I know:    For Clytemnestra most unkind,    Loving Alcestis there we find:    For one Medea that was bad,    A good Penelope was had:    For wanton Lais, then we have    Chaste Lucrece, a wife as grave:    And thus through womankind we see    A good and bad. […]

A Country Life: To His Brother Mr Thomas Herrick By Robert Herrick

A Country Life: To His Brother Mr Thomas Herrick By Robert Herrick Thrice, and above, blest, my soul’s half, art thou,In thy both last and better vow;Could’st leave the city, for exchange, to seeThe country’s sweet simplicity;And it to know and practise, with intentTo grow the sooner innocent;By studying to know virtue, and to aimMore […]

A Conjuration To Electra By Robert Herrick

A Conjuration To Electra By Robert Herrick By those soft tods of woolWith which the air is full;By all those tinctures there,That paint the hemisphere;By dews and drizzling rainThat swell the golden grain;By all those sweets that beI’ the flowery nunnery;By silent nights, and theThree forms of Hecate;By all aspects that blessThe sober sorceress,While juice […]

A Christmas Carol, Sung To The King In The Presence At White-Hall By Robert Herrick

A Christmas Carol, Sung To The King In The Presence At White-Hall By Robert Herrick   Chorus. What sweeter music can we bring,Than a Carol, for to singThe Birth of this our heavenly King?Awake the Voice! Awake the String!Heart, Ear, and Eye, and every thingAwake! the while the active FingerRuns division with the Singer. [From […]

A Child’s Grace By Robert Herrick

A Child’s Grace By Robert Herrick Here a little child I standHeaving up my either hand;Cold as paddocks though they be,Here I lift them up to Thee,For a benison to fallOn our meat and on us all. Amen. Share on facebook Share on twitter Share on whatsapp Share on telegram Share on email This Poem […]

A Charm, Or An Allay For Love By Robert Herrick

A Charm, Or An Allay For Love By Robert Herrick     If so be a toad be laid    In a sheep’s-skin newly flay’d,    And that tied to man, ’twill sever    Him and his affections ever. Share on facebook Share on twitter Share on whatsapp Share on telegram Share on email This Poem Is In The Public Domain. Discover More […]