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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
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London
England
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Happiness
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If little labour, little are our gains: Man's fortunes are according to his pains.
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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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He who has suffered shipwreck, fears to sail Upon the seas, though with a gentle gale.
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Tears are the noble language of the eye.
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Each must in virtue strive for to excel That man lives twice that lives the first life well.
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Men are suspicious prone to discontent: Subjects still loathe the present Government.
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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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Go to your banquet then, but use delight So as to rise still with an appetite.
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Like will to like, each creature loves his kind.
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Bid me to live, and I will liveThy Protestant to be,Or bid me love, and I will giveA loving heart to thee.
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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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A spark neglected makes a mighty fire.
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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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Learn this of me, where'er thy lot doth fall, Short lot, or not, to be content with all.
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Feed him ye must, whose food fills you. And that this pleasure is like raine, Not sent ye for to drowne your paine, But for to make it spring againe.
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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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