Robert Herrick
Robert Herrick
Robert Herrickwas a 17th-century English lyric poet and cleric. He is best known for Hesperides, a book of poems. This includes the carpe diem poem "To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time", with the first line "Gather ye rosebuds while ye may"...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth24 August 1591
heart thee protestants
Bid me to live, and I will liveThy Protestant to be,Or bid me love, and I will giveA loving heart to thee.
life heart giving
Bid me to live, and I will live Thy Protestant to be: Or bid me love, and I will give A loving heart to thee, A heart as soft, a heart as kind, A heart as sound and free As in the whole world thou canst find, That heart I'll give to thee.
thanksgiving heart hands
Lord, 'tis Thy plenty-dropping hand That soils my land, And giv'st me for my bushel sowne Twice ten for one. All this, and better, Thou dost send Me, to this end, That I should render, for my part, A thankful heart.
sweet prayer heart
In prayer the lips ne'er act the winning part, Without the sweet concurrence of the heart.
love heart kissing
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.
giving-up heart never-give-up-on-love
Bid me to love, and I will give a loving heart to thee.
excel life lives man strive twice virtue
Each must in virtue strive for to excel ; That man lives twice that lives the first life well
according fortunes labor pains
If little labor, little are our gains; man's fortunes are according to his pains
bid eyes
Bid me to weep, and I will weep, / While I have eyes to see.
bridal sing
I sing of brooks, of blossoms, birds, and bowers: / Of April, May, of June, and July-flowers. / I sing of maypoles, hock-carts, wassails, wakes, / Of bridegrooms, brides, and of their bridal cakes.
art careless precise tie wave whose wild winning
A winning wave (deserving note) / In the tempestuous petticoat: / A careless shoe-string, in whose tie / I see a wild civility: / Do more bewitch me than when art / Is too precise in every part.
love pray
You say to me - wards your affection's strong; Pray love me little, so you love me long
bid
Only a little more / I have to write, / Then I'll give o'er, / And bid the world good-night.
ask beg dare desire grow kiss kissed kisses-and-kissing lately lest might proud shall share utmost
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.