Poems by Robert Herrick
Mean In Our Mean
... Such be our gifts, and such be our expense, ...
The Dirge Of Jephthah's Daughter:sung By The Virgin-Martyr
... then return, And leave thee sleeping in thy urn ...
Thanksgiving To God, For His House
... 'Tis thou that crown'st my glittering hearth ...
Truth and Falsehood
... Truth by her own simplicity is known, ...
To his mistress, objecting to him neither toying or talking
... Now, since my love is tongueless, know me such, ...
Canticle To Apollo
... Through heaven, the very spheres, ...
Vow To Venus
... Make her this day smile on me, ...
A Pastoral upon the birth of Prince Charles: presented to the King
... AMAR. But, dear Mirtillo, I have heard it told, ...
Thy Flowers Change Colour
... These fresh beauties, we can prove, ...
Purpose
... No threats of tyrants, or the grim ...
To Man Without Money
... No man such rare parts hath, that he can swim, ...
Country Life:to His Brother, Mr Thomas Herrick
... The purling springs, groves, birds, and well weaved bowers, ...
Upon Mrs Eliz. Wheeler, Under The Name of Amarillis
... And seeing her not dead, but all disleaved, ...
Hymn To Venus And Cupid
... By thy son thus graced, and thee, ...
Upon Wrinkles
... Wrinkles no more are, or no less, ...
