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The person lives twice who lives the first life well
Robert Herrick
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Robert Herrick
Age: 83 †
Born: 1591
Born: August 24
Died: 1674
Died: October 12
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Necessity makes dastards valiant men.
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Seldom comes Glory till a man be dead.
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Cherry-ripe, ripe, ripe, I cry, Full and fair ones come and buy. If so be you ask me where They do grow, I answer: There, Where my Julia's lips do smile There's the land, or cherry-isle, Whose plantations fully show All the year where cherries grow.
Robert Herrick
Conquer we shall, but, we must first contend! It's not the fight that crowns us, but the end.
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He who has suffered shipwreck, fears to sail Upon the seas, though with a gentle gale.
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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.
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I dare not ask a kiss I dare not beg a smile Lest having that or this, I might grow proud the while. No, no, the utmost share Of my desire shall be Only to kiss that air, That lately kissed thee.
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You say to me-wards your affection's strong Pray love me little, so you love me long.
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Like will to like, each creature loves his kind.
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So when or you or I are made A fable, song, or fleeting shade All love, all liking, all delight Lies drowned with us in endless night. Then while time serves, and we are but decaying Come, my Corinna, come, let's go a Maying.
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Tis not the food, but the content, That makes the table's merriment.
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When words we want, love teacheth to indite And what we blush to speak, she bids us write.
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Whatever comes, let's be content withal: Among God's blessings there is no one small.
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Happy is the bride that the sun shines on.
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When the artless doctor sees No one hope, but of his fees, And his skill runs on the lees Sweet Spirit, comfort me! When his potion and his pill, Has, or none, or little skill, Meet for nothing, but to kill Sweet Spirit, comfort me!
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Next, when I cast mine eyes and see That brave vibration each way free, O how that glittering taketh me!
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What though the sea be calm? trust to the shore, Ships have been drown'd, where late they danc'd before.
Robert Herrick
In ways to greatness think on this, That slippery all ambition is
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A winning wave, (deserving note.) In the tempestuous petticote, A careless shoe-string, in whose tye I see a wilde civility,-- Doe more bewitch me than when art Is too precise in every part.
Robert Herrick
Things are evermore sincere / Candor here, and lustre there / Delighting.
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