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
beam center cherry drowned half marked red rose shows within
Upon the Nipples of Julia's Breast: Have ye beheld (with much delight) A red rose peeping through a white? Or else a cherry (double graced) Within a lily? Center placed? Or ever marked the pretty beam A strawberry shows half drowned in cream?
fall men rose
Before man's fall the rose was born,St. Ambrose says, without the thorn;But for man's fault then was the thornWithout the fragrant rose-bud born; But ne'er the rose without the thorn.
time flower rose
Gather ye rose-buds while ye may, Old Time is still a flying: And this same flower that smiles to day, Tomorrow will be dying.
white agreement rose
Roses at first were white, Till thy co'd not agree, Whether my Sapho's breast, Or they more white sho'd be.
may rosebuds
Gather ye rosebuds, while ye may...
giving-up rose hang-in-there
But ne'er the rose without the thorn.
use may rose-buds
Then be not coy, but use your time; And while ye may, go marry: For having lost but once your prime, You may for ever tarry.
heaven rose-buds sun
The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun.
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