Poems by Robert Herrick
To His Paternal Country
... O earth! earth! earth! hear thou my voice, and be ...
To His Conscience
... Gifts blind the wise, and bribes do please ...
To His Peculiar Friend, Mr John Wicks
... Of thrice-boil'd worts, or third-day's fish, ...
To Phillis, To Love And Live With Him
... Gloves, garters, stockings, shoes, and strings ...
Pray And Prosper
... The spangling dew dredged o'er the grass shall be ...
The Apparition Of His, Mistress,calling Him To Elysium
... CALLING HIM TO ELYSIUMDESUNT NONNULLA--Come then, and like two doves with silvery wings, ...
The Old Wives' Prayer
... And those sounds that us affright ...
His Request To Julia
... Better 'twere my book were dead, ...
Not Every Day Fit For Verse
... Like the Sibyl's, through the world: ...
The Hag
... With a lash of a bramble she rides now, ...
The Night Piece, to Julia
... Since ghost there's none to affright thee ...
The Fairy Temple; Or, Oberon's Chapel
... COUNSELLOR AT LAWRARE TEMPLES THOU HAST SEEN, I KNOW, ...
Good Precepts, Or Counsel
... When lutes and harps shall stroke the ear ...
His Grange, Or Private Wealth
... Though clock, To tell how night draws hence, I've none, ...
The Voice And Viol
... Rare is the voice itself: but when we sing ...
