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Bid me to love, and I will give a loving heart to thee.

Robert Herrick

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Robert Herrick
Age: 83 †
Born: 1591
Born: August 24
Died: 1674
Died: October 12
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London
England
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Loving
Give
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Heart
Love

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None pities him that is in the snare, who warned before, would not beware.
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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.
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Temptations hurt not, though they have accesse Satan o'ercomes none but by willingnesse.
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In the hour of my distress, When temptations me oppress, And when I my sins confess, Sweet Spirit, comfort me.
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Here a little child I stand, Heaving up my either hand Cold as paddocks though they be, Here I lift them up to Thee, for a benison to fall on our meat, and on us all. Amen.
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Praise they that will times past, I joy to see My selfe now live: this age best pleaseth mee.
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Well I sup and well I dine, When I drink my frolic wine.
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Learn this of me, where'er thy lot doth fall, Short lot, or not, to be content with all.
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Go to your banquet then, but use delight So as to rise still with an appetite.
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