The Complete Poems of Robert Herrick, Volume 3The Complete Poems of Robert Herrick by 1827-1899Alexander Balloch Grosart, first published in 1876, is a rare manuscript, the original residing in one of the great libraries of the world. This book is a reproduction of that original, which has been scanned and cleaned by state-of-the-art publishing tools for better readability and enhanced appreciation. Restoration Editors' mission is to bring long out of print manuscripts back to life. Some smudges, annotations or unclear text may still exist, due to permanent damage to the original work. We believe the literary significance of the text justifies offering this reproduction, allowing a new generation to appreciate it. |
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Anthea beadsman Bloud Bread bring ye love Candlemasse Charon Chor Christ cleere cloathes co'd comes confesse Crowne dayes dead Dean of Arches death do's doth drown'd eares eternall Eternitie eyes fall fame farre Faunus feare flie Fulia gentle give Glossarial Index s. v. Gods Gorgonius Grace hath haue heart Heaven Hell hence Henry Lawes Herrick holy honour I'le i'th Jemmes Julia keep King kisse known live Lord loue Maid Memorial-Introduction mercy mirth ne're never New-yeeres Gift night o're oyle poem poore ravisht ROBERT HERRICK Roses Saviour Sepulcher shew sho'd sing sleep soule Storax Sweet Spirit comfort teares tell Thee thine thing Thou art thou canst Thou dost thou hast Twill unto vaults of death Victors Song Vineger Violl Virgins vnto wanton wassailing weep Whenas Wine wo'd yeere
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Page 12 - 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 135 - LORD, thou hast given me a cell Wherein to dwell, A little house, whose humble roof Is weatherproof, Under the spars of which I lie Both soft and dry ; Where thou, my chamber for to ward, Hast set a guard Of harmless thoughts, to watch and keep Me while I sleep. Low is my porch, as is my fate, Both void of state ; And yet the threshold of my door Is worn by th' poor, Who thither come and freely get Good words or meat.
Page 132 - 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...
Page 138 - Twice ten for one. Thou mak'st my teeming hen to lay Her egg each day ; Besides my healthful ewes to bear Me twins each year, The while the conduits of my kine Run cream for wine. All these, and better...
Page 205 - It is to fast from strife, From old debate And hate To circumcise thy life. To show a heart grief-rent ; To starve thy sin, Not bin ; And that's to keep thy Lent.
Page 54 - Or think on't now, That ever thou Wast kind : But chang'd above. She likes not there, As she did here, Thy love. Forbear, therefore, And lull asleepe Thy woes, and weep No more.
Page 204 - From fat of veals and sheep ? Is it to quit the dish Of flesh, yet still To fill The platter high with fish...
Page 137 - ... hast sent : And my content Makes those, and my beloved beet, To be more sweet. "Tis thou that crown'st my glittering hearth With guiltless mirth ; And giv'st me wassail bowls to drink, Spiced to the brink.
Page 88 - FAME'S pillar here, at last we set, Out-during marble, brasse, or jet; Charm'd and enchanted so, As to withstand the blow Of overthrow; Nor shall the seas, Or OUTRAGES Of storms orebear What we up-rear; Tho...