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Robert Herrick
(1591-1674)
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A CONJURATION: TO ELECTRA
By those soft tods of wool,
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HIS CONTENT IN THE COUNTRY
HERE, Here I live with what my board
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NOT EVERY DAY FIT FOR VERSE
'Tis not ev'ry day that I
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THE BEGGAR TO MAB, THE FAIRY QUEEN
Please your Grace, from out your store
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THE BELL-MAN
From noise of scare-fires rest ye free
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THE CEREMONIES FOR CANDLEMAS DAY
Kindle the Christmas brand, and then
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THE SUCCESSION OF THE FOUR SWEET MONTHS
First, April, she with mellow showers
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THINGS MORTAL STILL MUTABLE
Things are uncertain; and the more we get,
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TO ANTHEA, WHO MAY COMMAND HIM ANY THING
Bid me to live, and I will live
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TO DIANEME
Give me one kiss,
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TO HIS KINSWOMAN, MISTRESS SUSANNA HERRICK
When I consider, dearest, thou dost stay
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TO PERlLLA
Ah, my Perilla! dost thou grieve to see
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LOVE DISLIKES NOTHING
Whatsoever thing I see,
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A BUCOLIC BETWIXT TWO;LACON AND THYRSIS
LACON. For a kiss or two, confess,
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A CANTICLE TO APOLLO
Play, Phoebus, on thy lute,
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A COUNTRY LIFE:TO HIS BROTHER, MR THOMAS HERRICK
Thrice, and above, blest, my soul's half, art thou,
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A DIALOGUE BETWIXT HIMSELF AND MISTRESS ELIZAWHEELER, UNDER THE NAME OF AMARILLIS
My dearest Love, since thou wilt go,
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A HYMN TO BACCHUS
Bacchus, let me drink no more!
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A HYMN TO LOVE
I will confess
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A HYMN TO THE GRACES
When I love, as some have told
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A HYMN TO VENUS AND CUPID
Sea-born goddess, let me be
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A MEAN IN OUR MEANS
Though frankincense the deities require,
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A MEDITATION FOR HIS MISTRESS
You are a Tulip seen to-day,
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A NEW YEAR'S GIFT,SENT TO SIR SIMEON STEWARD
No news of navies burnt at seas;
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A PANEGYRIC TO SIR LEWIS PEMBERTON
Till I shall come again, let this suffice,
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A PARANAETICALL, OR ADVISIVE VERSETO HIS FRIEND, MR JOHN WICKS
Is this a life, to break thy sleep,
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A PASTORAL SUNG TO THE KING
MON. Bad are the times. SIL. And worse than they are we.
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A PASTORAL UPON THE BIRTH OF PRINCE CHARLES:PRESENTED TO THE KING, AND SET BY MR NIC. LANIERE
AMIN. Good day, Mirtillo. MIRT. And to you no less;
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A REQUEST TO THE GRACES
Ponder my words, if so that any be
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A Thanksgiving To God, For His House
Lord, Thou hast given me a cell
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A THANKSGIVING TO GOD, FOR HIS HOUSE
Lord, thou hast given me a cell,
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A VOW TO VENUS
Happily I had a sight
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ALL THINGS DECAY AND DIE
All things decay with time: The forest sees
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AMBITION
In man, ambition is the common'st thing;
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AN EPITAPH UPON A CHILD
Virgins promised when I died,
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AN EPITAPH UPON A VIRGIN
Here a solemn fast we keep,
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AN HYMN TO THE MUSES
Honour to you who sit
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An Ode For Ben Jonson
Ah Ben
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AN ODE FOR BEN JONSON
Ah Ben!
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AN ODE OF THE BIRTH OF OUR SAVIOUR
In numbers, and but these few,
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AN ODE TO SIR CLIPSBY CREW
Here we securely live, and eat
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ANACREONTIC
Born I was to be old,
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Another Grace For A Child
Here a little child I stand
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ANTHEA'S RETRACTATION
Anthea laugh'd, and, fearing lest excess
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ART ABOVE NATURE: TO JULIA
When I behold a forest spread
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BARLEY-BREAK; OR, LAST IN HELL
We two are last in hell; what may we fear
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BURIAL
Man may want land to live in; but for all
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CASUALTIES
Good things, that come of course, far less do please
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CEREMONIES FOR CANDLEMAS EVE
Down with the rosemary and bays,
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CEREMONY UPON CANDLEMAS EVE
Down with the rosemary, and so
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CHERRY RIPE
Cherry-ripe, ripe, ripe, I cry,
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Cherry- Ripe
CHERRY-RIPE, ripe, ripe, I cry,
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COCK-CROW
Bell-man of night, if I about shall go
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COMFORT TO A YOUTH THAT HAD LOST HIS LOVE
What needs complaints,
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Corinna's Going A-Maying
Get up, get up for shame, the blooming Morn
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CRUTCHES
Thou see'st me, Lucia, this year droop;
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Delight In Disorder
A sweet disorder in the dress
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DELIGHT IN DISORDER
A sweet disorder in the dress
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Discontents In Devon
More discontents I never had
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DREAMS
Here we are all, by day; by night we're hurl'd
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ETERNITY
O years! and age! farewell:
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FAREWELL FROST, OR WELCOME SPRING
Fled are the frosts, and now the fields appear
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FELICITY QUICK OF FLIGHT
Every time seems short to be
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FOUR THINGS MAKE US HAPPY HERE
Health is the first good lent to men;
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GOOD PRECEPTS, OR COUNSEL
In all thy need, be thou possest
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GRACE FOR A CHILD
Here, a little child, I stand,
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HER BED
See'st thou that cloud as silver clear,
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HIS AGE:DEDICATED TO HIS PECULIAR FRIEND,MR JOHN WICKES, UNDER THE NAME OFPOSTUMUS
Ah, Posthumus! our years hence fly
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HIS COVENANT OR PROTESTATION TO JULIA
Why dost thou wound and break my heart,
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HIS DESIRE
Give me a man that is not dull,
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HIS GRANGE, OR PRIVATE WEALTH
Though clock,
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HIS LAST REQUEST TO JULIA
I have been wanton, and too bold, I fear,
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HIS LITANY, TO THE HOLY SPIRIT
In the hour of my distress,
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HIS LOSS
All has been plunder'd from me but my wit:
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HIS MISTRESS TO HIM AT HIS FAREWELL
You may vow I'll not forget
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HIS POETRY HIS PILLAR
Only a little more
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His Prayer For Absolution
For those my unbaptized rhymes,
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His Prayer To Ben Jonson
When I a verse shall make,
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HIS REQUEST TO JULIA
Julia, if I chance to die
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His Return To London
From the dull confines of the drooping west
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HIS RETURN TO LONDON
From the dull confines of the drooping west,
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HIS SAILING FROM JULIA
When that day comes, whose evening says I'm gone
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HIS WINDING-SHEET
Come thou, who art the wine and wit
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His Wish To God
I would to God, that mine old age might have
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HIS WISH TO PRIVACY
Give me a cell
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HOW HIS SOUL CAME ENSNARED
My soul would one day go and seek
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HOW PANSIES OR HEARTS-EASE CAME FIRST
Frolic virgins once these were,
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HOW SPRINGS CAME FIRST
These springs were maidens once that loved,
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I CALL AND I CALL
I call, I call: who do ye call?
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IMPOSSIBILITIES: TO HIS FRIEND
My faithful friend, if you can see
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KISSING USURY
Biancha, let
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LIFE IS THE BODY'S LIGHT
Life is the body's light; which, once declining,
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LOSS FROM THE LEAST
Great men by small means oft are overthrown;
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LOVE LIGHTLY PLEASED
Let fair or foul my mistress be,
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LOVE, WHAT IT IS
Love is a circle, that doth restless move
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LOVERS HOW THEY COME AND PART
A Gyges ring they bear about them still,
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MAN'S DYING-PLACE UNCERTAIN
Man knows where first he ships himself; but he
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MATINS, OR MORNING PRAYER
When with the virgin morning thou dost rise,
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MEN MIND NO STATE IN SICKNESS
That flow of gallants which approach
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MIRTH
True mirth resides not in the smiling skin;
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MONEY MAKES THE MIRTH
When all birds else do of their music fail,
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MRS ELIZ: WHEELER, UNDER THE NAME OF THELOST SHEPHERDESS
Among the myrtles as I walk'd
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NO FAULT IN WOMEN
No fault in women, to refuse
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NO MAN WITHOUT MONEY
No man such rare parts hath, that he can swim,
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NO PAINS, NO GAINS
If little labour, little are our gains;
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NOTHING FREE-COST
Nothing comes free-cost here; Jove will not let
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OF LOVE: A SONNET
How Love came in, I do not know,
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ON A PERFUMED LADY
You say you're sweet: how should we know
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ON HIMSELF
A wearied pilgrim I have wander'd here,
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ON HIMSELF
Weep for the dead, for they have lost this light;
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ON HIMSELF
I'll write no more of love, but now repent
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ON HIMSELF
Lost to the world; lost to myself; alone
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ON HlMSELF
Live by thy Muse thou shalt, when others die,
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ON LOVE
Love's of itself too sweet; the best of all
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ORPHEUS
Orpheus he went, as poets tell,
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PARDONS
Those ends in war the best contentment bring,
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PEACE NOT PERMANENT
Great cities seldom rest; if there be none
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POVERTY AND RICHES
Who with a little cannot be content,
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PRAY AND PROSPER
First offer incense; then, thy field and meads
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PURPOSES
No wrath of men, or rage of seas,
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SAFETY ON THE SHORE
What though the sea be calm? Trust to the shore;
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SATISFACTION FOR SUFFERINGS
For all our works a recompence is sure;
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SOFT MUSIC
The mellow touch of music most doth wound
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TEARS AND LAUGHTER
Knew'st thou one month would take thy life away,
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THE APPARITION OF HIS, MISTRESS,CALLING HIM TO ELYSIUM
Come then, and like two doves with silvery wings,
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THE APRON OF FLOWERS
To gather flowers, Sappha went,
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The Argument Of His Book
I sing of brooks, of blossoms, birds, and bowers,
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The Bad Season Makes The Poet Sad
Dull to myself, and almost dead to these
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THE BAD SEASON MAKES THE POET SAD
Dull to myself, and almost dead to these,
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THE BAG OF THE BEE
About the sweet bag of a bee
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THE BELL-MAN
Along the dark and silent night,
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THE BLEEDING HAND; OR THE SPRIG OF EGLANTINE GIVEN TO A MAID
From this bleeding hand of mine,
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THE BRACELET TO JULIA
Why I tie about thy wrist,
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THE BRIDE-CAKE
This day, my Julia, thou must make
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THE BUBBLE: A SONG
To my revenge, and to her desperate fears,
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THE CAPTIVE BEE; OR, THE LITTLE FILCHER
As Julia once a-slumb'ring lay,
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THE CAPTIVE BEE; OR, THE LITTLE FILCHER
As Julia once a-slumb'ring lay,
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THE CHANGES: TO CORINNA
Be not proud, but now incline
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THE CHEAT OF CUPID; OR, THE UNGENTLE GUEST
One silent night of late,
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THE COMING OF GOOD LUCK
So Good-Luck came, and on my roof did light,
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THE COUNTRY LIFE:
Sweet country life, to such unknown,
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THE CRUEL MAID
--AND, cruel maid, because I see
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THE DEFINITION OF BEAUTY
Beauty no other thing is, than a beam
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THE DIRGE OF JEPHTHAH'S DAUGHTER:SUNG BY THE VIRGINS
O thou, the wonder of all days!
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THE FAIRIES
If ye will with Mab find grace,
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THE FAIRY TEMPLE; OR, OBERON'S CHAPEL
A way enchaced with glass and beads
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THE FUNERAL RITES OF THE ROSE
The Rose was sick, and smiling died;
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THE HAG
The Hag is astride,
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THE HEART
In prayer the lips ne'er act the winning part
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THE HOCK-CART, OR HARVEST HOME:TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE MILDMAY, EARL OF WESTMORLAND
Come, Sons of Summer, by whose toil
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THE INVITATION
To sup with thee thou didst me home invite,
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THE KISS: A DIALOGUE
1 Among thy fancies, tell me this,
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THE LILY IN A CRYSTAL
You have beheld a smiling rose
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THE MAD MAID'S SONG
Good morrow to the day so fair;
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THE MAYPOLE
The May-pole is up,
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THE NIGHT PIECE: TO JULIA
Her eyes the glow-worm lend thee,
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The Night Piect, To Julia
Her eyes the glow-worm lend thee,
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THE OLD WIVES' PRAYER
Holy-Rood, come forth and shield
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THE OLIVE BRANCH
Sadly I walk'd within the field,
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THE PARCAE; OR, THREE DAINTY DESTINIES:THE ARMILET
Three lovely sisters working were,
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THE PARLIAMENT OF ROSES TO JULIA
I dreamt the Roses one time went
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THE PLAUDITE, OR END OF LIFE
If after rude and boisterous seas
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THE PRESENT TIME BEST PLEASETH
Praise, they that will, times past: I joy to see
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THE PRESENT; OR, THE BAG OF THE BEE:
Fly to my mistress, pretty pilfering bee,
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THE PRIMROSE
Ask me why I send you here
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THE ROCK OF RUBIES, AND THE QUARRY OFPEARLS
Some ask'd me where the Rubies grew:
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THE SHOWER OF BLOSSOMS
Love in a shower of blossoms came
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THE TRANSFIGURATION
Immortal clothing I put on
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The Vine
I dreamed this mortal part of mine
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THE VOICE AND VIOL
Rare is the voice itself: but when we sing
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THE WAKE
Come, Anthea, let us two
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THE WASSAIL
Give way, give way, ye gates, and win
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THE WATCH
Man is a watch, wound up at first, but never
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THE WHITE ISLAND:OR PLACE OF THE BLEST
In this world, the Isle of Dreams,
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THE WIDOWS' TEARS; OR, DIRGE OF DORCAS
Come pity us, all ye who see
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THE WOUNDED HEART
Come, bring your sampler, and with art
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TO A GENTLEWOMAN, OBJECTING TO HIM HISGRAY HAIRS
Am I despised, because you say;
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TO ANTHEA
Anthea, I am going hence
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TO ANTHEA
Now is the time when all the lights wax dim;
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TO ANTHEA
AH, my Anthea ! Must my heart still break ?
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TO BACCHUS: A CANTICLE
Whither dost thou hurry me,
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TO BE MERRY
Let's now take our time,
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TO BLOSSOMS
Fair pledges of a fruitful tree,
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TO CARNATIONS: A SONG
Stay while ye will, or go,
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TO DAFFADILS
Fair Daffadils, we weep to see
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To Daffodils
Fair Daffodils, we weep to see
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TO DAISIES, NOT TO SHUT SO SOON
Shut not so soon; the dull-eyed night
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TO DEATH
Thou bidst me come away,
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TO DIANEME
I could but see thee yesterday
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TO DIANEME
Sweet, be not proud of those two eyes,
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TO DIANEME
Dear, though to part it be a hell,
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TO ELECTRA
I dare not ask a kiss,
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TO ENJOY THE TIME
While fates permit us, let's be merry;
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TO GROVES
Ye silent shades, whose each tree here
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TO HEAVEN
Open thy gates
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TO HIS BOOK
Make haste away, and let one be
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TO HIS BOOK
Be bold, my Book, nor be abash'd, or fear
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TO HIS BOOK
Go thou forth, my book, though late,
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TO HIS BOOK
If hap it must, that I must see thee lie
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TO HIS BOOK
Take mine advice, and go not near
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To His Conscience
Can I not sin, but thou wilt be
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TO HIS CONSCIENCE
Can I not sin, but thou wilt be
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TO HIS DYING BROTHER, MASTER WILLIAM HERRICK
Life of my life, take not so soon thy flight,
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TO HIS HONOURED AND MOST INGENIOUS FRIENDMR CHARLES COTTON
For brave comportment, wit without offence,
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TO HIS LOVELY MISTRESSES
One night i'th' year, my dearest Bmauties, come,
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TO HIS MISTRESS, OBJECTING TO HIM NEITHERTOYING OR TALKING
You say I love not, 'cause I do not play
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TO HIS MUSE
Whither, mad maiden, wilt thou roam?
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TO HIS PATERNAL COUNTRY
O earth! earth! earth! hear thou my voice, and be
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TO HIS PECULIAR FRIEND, MR JOHN WICKS
Since shed or cottage I have none,
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TO HIS SAVIOUR, A CHILD;A PRESENT, BY A CHILD
Go, pretty child, and bear this flower
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TO HIS SWEET SAVIOUR
Night hath no wings to him that cannot sleep;
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TO HIS VERSES
What will ye, my poor orphans, do,
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TO JULIA
How rich and pleasing thou, my Julia, art,
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TO LAURELS
A funeral stone
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TO LIVE FREELY
Let's live in haste; use pleasures while we may;
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TO LIVE MERRILY,AND TO TRUST TO GOOD VERSES
Now is the time for mirth;
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To Live Merrily, And To Trust To Good Verses
Now is the time for mirth,
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TO MEADOWS
Ye have been fresh and green,
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TO MISTRESS KATHARINE BRADSHAW, THE LOVELY, THAT CROWNED HIM WITH LAUREL
My Muse in meads has spent her many hours
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TO MUSIC
Begin to charm, and as thou strok'st mine ears
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TO MUSIC, TO BECALM A SWEET SICK YOUTH
Charms, that call down the moon from out her sphere,
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TO MUSIC, TO BECALM HIS FEVER
Charm me asleep, and melt me so
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TO MUSIC: A SONG
Music, thou queen of heaven, care-charming spell,
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TO OENONE.
What conscience, say, is it in thee,
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TO PANSIES
Ah, Cruel Love! must I endure
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TO PERENNA
When I thy parts run o'er, I can't espy
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TO PHILLIS, TO LOVE AND LIVE WITH HIM
Live, live with me, and thou shalt see
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TO PRIMROSES FILLED WITH MORNING DEW
Why do ye weep, sweet babes? can tears
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TO ROBIN RED-BREAST
Laid out for dead, let thy last kindness be
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TO SAPHO
Sapho, I will chuse to go
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TO SILVIA
Pardon my trespass, Silvia! I confess
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TO SILVIA TO WED
Let us, though late, at last, my Silvia, wed;
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TO SIR CLIPSBY CREW
Since to the country first I came,
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TO THE GENIUS OF HIS HOUSE
Command the roof, great Genius, and from thence
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TO THE HANDSOME MISTRESS GRACE POTTER
As is your name, so is your comely face
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TO THE LADY CREWE, UPON THE DEATH OF HER CHILD
Why, Madam, will ye longer weep,
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TO THE MAIDS, TO WALK ABROAD
Come, sit we under yonder tree,
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TO THE ROSE: SONG
Go, happy Rose, and interwove
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To The Virgins, To Make Much Of Time
Gather ye rose-buds while ye may,
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TO THE VIRGINS, TO MAKE MUCH OF TIME
Gather ye rose-buds while ye may:
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TO THE WATER-NYMPHS DRINKING AT THEFOUNTAIN
Reach with your whiter hands to me
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TO THE WILLOW-TREE
Thou art to all lost love the best,
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TO VIOLETS
Welcome, maids of honour,
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TO YOUTH
Drink wine, and live here blitheful while ye may;
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TRUTH AND ERROR
Twixt truth and error, there's this difference known
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Up Scoble
Scobble for whoredom whips his wife and cries
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Upon A Child
Here a pretty baby lies
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UPON A CHILD
Here a pretty baby lies
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Upon A Child That Died
Here she lies, a pretty bud,
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UPON A CHILD THAT DIED
Here she lies, a pretty bud,
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UPON A DELAYING LADY
Come, come away
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UPON A MAID
Here she lies, in bed of spice,
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UPON A PAINTED GENTLEWOMAN
Men say you're fair; and fair ye are, 'tis true;
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UPON CUPID
Love, like a gipsy, lately came,
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UPON HER EYES
Clear are her eyes,
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UPON HER FEET
Her pretty feet
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UPON HIMSELF
Thou shalt not all die; for while Love's fire shines
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UPON HIS SISTER-IN-LAW, MISTRESS ELIZABETHHERRICK
First, for effusions due unto the dead,
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Upon Julia's Clothes
Upon Julia's Clothes
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UPON JULIA'S CLOTHES
Whenas in silks my Julia goes,
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UPON JULIA'S HAIR FILLED WITH DEW
Dew sate on Julia's hair,
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UPON JULIA'S RECOVERY
Droop, droop no more, or hang the head,
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UPON JULIA'S RIBBON
As shews the air when with a rain-bow graced,
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UPON JULIA'S VOICE
When I thy singing next shall hear,
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UPON LOVE
A crystal vial Cupid brought,
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UPON LOVE
I held Love's head while it did ache;
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UPON LOVE:BY WAY OF QUESTION AND ANSWER
I bring ye love. QUES. What will love do?
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UPON MAN
Man is composed here of a twofold part;
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UPON MRS ELIZ. WHEELER, UNDER THE NAME OFAMARILLIS
Sweet Amarillis, by a spring's
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UPON ROSES
Under a lawn, than skies more clear,
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UPON TEARS
Tears, though they're here below the sinner's brine,
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UPON THE DETRACTER
I ask'd thee oft what poets thou hast read,
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Upon The Loss Of His Mistresses
I have lost, and lately, these
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UPON THE LOSS OF HIS MISTRESSES
I have lost, and lately, these
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UPON TIME
Time was upon
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UPON WRINKLES
Wrinkles no more are, or no less,
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WANT
Want is a softer wax, that takes thereon,
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What Kind Of Mistress He Would Have
Be the mistress of my choice,
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When He Would Have His Verses Read
In sober mornings do thou not rehearse
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WHEN HE WOULD HAVE HIS VERSES READ
In sober mornings, do not thou rehearse
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WHY FLOWERS CHANGE COLOUR
These fresh beauties, we can prove,
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WlT PUNISHED PROSPERS MOST
Dread not the shackles; on with thine intent,
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WRITING
When words we want, Love teacheth to indite;
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