Robert Herrick Quotes - Page 5

T is the will that makes the action good or ill.

Temptations hurt not, though they have accesse; Satan o'ercomes none but by willingnesse.

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.

The body is the soul's poor house or home, whose ribs the laths are and whose flesh the loam.

Fair daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon: As yet the early-rising sun Has not attained his noon.

Rise and put on your foliage, and be seen To come forth, like the springtime, fresh and green

Thus times do shift, each thing his turn does hold; New things succeed, as former things grow old.

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.

In sober mornings do not thou rehearse The holy incantation of a verse

When a daffadill I see, Hanging down his head towards me, Guess I may, what I must be: First, I shall decline my head; Secondly, I shall be dead: Lastly, safely buryed.

Love is maintain'd by wealth: when all is spent, Adversity then breeds the discontent.

The May-pole is up, Now give me the cup; I'll drink to the garlands around it; But first unto those Whose hands did compose The glory of flowers that crown'd it.

We credit most our sight; one eye doth please Our trust farre more than ten eare-witnesses.

Tis hard to find God, but to comprehend Him, as He is, is labour without end.

Here a pretty Baby lies Sung asleep with Lullabies: Pray be silent, and not stirre The easie earth that covers her.

Gather ye rosebuds, while ye may.

Learn this of me, where'er thy lot doth fall, Short lot, or not, to be content with all.

Our present tears here, not our present laughter Are but the handsells of our joys hereafter.

Oft have I heard both youths and virgins say, Birds chuse their mates and couple too this day: But by their flight I never can devine When I shall couple with my valentine.

No, not Jove Himselfe, at one time, can be wise and love.

Well I sup and well I dine, When I drink my frolic wine.