Hesperides, Or, The Works Both Human & Divine of Robert Herrick, Volume 2J.M. Dent, 1899 - English poetry |
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agen Altar Anacreon Bloud Bread bring ye love CANDLEMASSE Catullus CHARON Chor Christ cloathes co'd comes comfort crown'd Crowne dayes dead Dean Prior death didst do's doth Dr GROSART drink eares EPIG eternall Eternitie eyes fall farre FAUNUS feare fire flie Frankincense give God's GODS Grace grief hand hath heart Heaven Hell hence Henry Lawes Herrick HESPERIDES holy honour i'th Jemme Julia keep King kisse known LEPROSIE live Lord Maides mercy Muses ne're never NEW-YEERES GIFT night Numbers oyle Perilla poem poet poore praise ravisht rest ROBERT HERRICK Roses SAPHO Saviour sayes Sepulcher shew sho'd sing sleep soule stand Storax Sweet Spirit teares tell thee there's thine things Thou art thou canst Thou dost thou hast Tombe Twill twixt unto vaults of death Vineger Violl Virgins wanton wassailing weep Whenas wine wo'd yeere
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Page 30 - Where we such clusters had, As made us nobly wild, not mad ; And yet each verse of thine Out-did the meat, out-did the frolic wine. My Ben ! Or come again, Or send to us Thy wit's great overplus ; But teach us yet Wisely to husband it, Lest we that talent spend : And having once brought to an end That precious stock ; the store Of such a wit the world should have no more.
Page 110 - Lord, thou hast given me a cell Wherein to dwell ; A little house, whose humble roof Is weather-proof...
Page 135 - Which has no root, and cannot grow Or prosper, but by that same tree It clings about : so I by thee. What need I then to feare at all, So long as I about thee craule ? But if that tree sho'd fall and die, Tumble shall heav'n, and down will I.
Page 68 - IF ye feare to be affrighted, When ye are, by chance, benighted; In your pocket, for a trust, Carrie nothing but a crust ; For that holy piece of bread Charmes the danger, and the dread.
Page 29 - AH, Ben ! Say how or when Shall we, thy guests, Meet at those lyric feasts Made at the Sun, The Dog, the Triple Tun ; Where we such clusters had As made us nobly wild, not mad ? And yet each verse of thine Outdid the meat, outdid the frolic wine.
Page 62 - This night as ye use, Who shall for the present delight here ; Be a king by the lot, And who shall not Be Twelfe-day queene for the night here.
Page 108 - Cause my speech is now decayed, Sweet Spirit comfort me! When (God knows) I'm tossed about, Either with despair or doubt, Yet before the glass be out, Sweet Spirit comfort me!
Page 2 - The Christmas log to the firing ; • While my good dame, she Bids ye all be free, And drink to your hearts desiring.
Page 157 - From fat of veals and sheep ? Is it to quit the dish Of flesh, yet still To fill The platter high with fish ? Is it to fast an...
Page 107 - IN the hour of my distress, When temptations me oppress, And when I my sins confess, Sweet Spirit, comfort me ! When I lie within my bed, Sick in heart and sick in head, And with doubts discomforted, Sweet Spirit, comfort me...