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Whatever comes, let's be content withal: Among God's blessings there is no one small.

Robert Herrick

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Robert Herrick
Age: 83 †
Born: 1591
Born: August 24
Died: 1674
Died: October 12
Poet
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London
England
Happiness
Comes
Withal
Blessings
Content
Blessing
Among
Small
Whatever

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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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Conquer we shall, but, we must first contend! It's not the fight that crowns us, but the end.
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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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It takes great wit and interest and energy to be happy. The pursuit of happiness is a great activity. One must be open and alive. It is the greatest feat man has to accomplish.
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Go to your banquet then, but use delight So as to rise still with an appetite.
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Humble we must be, if to heaven we go High is the roof there, but the gate is low.
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Art quickens nature care will make a face Neglected beauty perisheth apace.
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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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A little saint best fits a little shrine, A little prop best fits a little vine, As my small cruse best fits my little wine.
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No, not Jove Himselfe, at one time, can be wise and love.
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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.
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Let wealth come in by comely thrift, And not by any sordid shift 'T is haste Makes waste Extremes have still their fault. Who gripes too hard the dry and slipp'ry sand, Holds none at all, or little, in his hand.
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When one is past, another care we have Thus woe succeeds a woe, as wave a wave.
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Know when to speak - for many times it brings danger, to give the best advice to kings.
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Tis not the food, but the content, That makes the table's merriment.
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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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None pities him that is in the snare, who warned before, would not beware.
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Who covets more is evermore a slave.
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The person lives twice who lives the first life well
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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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