Poems by Robert Herrick
His Meditation Upon Death
... Might I make choice, long life should be with-stood ...
An Ode Of The Birth Of Our Saviour
... Of ivory, And plaster'd round with amber ...
An Ode to Master Endymion Porter, Upon His Brother's Death
... The staff, the elm, the prop, the shelt'ring wall ...
Night Piece, to Julia
... Since ghost there's none to affright thee ...
The Bad Season Makes The Poet Sad
... I should delight to have my curls half drown'd ...
The Parcae; Or, Three Dainty Destinies:the Armilet
... They shew'd me then how fine 'twas spun ...
To His Honoured and Most Ingenious Friend Mr. Charles Cotton
... Lines have, or should have, thou the best canst show ...
To Music, To Becalm A Sweet Sick Youth
... Charms, that call down the moon from out her sphere, ...
To Pansies
... I'll leave thee, and to Pansies come: ...
A Vow To Venus
... Make her this day smile on me, ...
His Mistress To Him At His Farewell
... Languish and look, but thy return see never ...
Comfort To A Youth That Had Lost His Love
... Thy love. --Forbear, therefore, ...
Farewell Frost, Or Welcome Spring
... Bring in her bill, once more, the branch of Peace ...
Tears And Laughter
... Thou'dst weep; but laugh, should it not last a day ...
The Transfiguration
... --But yet how more admir'dly brightWilt thou appear, when thou art set ...
