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Each must in virtue strive for to excel That man lives twice that 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
Poet
Writer
London
England
Life
Virtue
Lives
Wells
Firsts
Well
First
Excel
Must
Twice
Men
Strive

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Outdid the meat, outdid the frolic wine.
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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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In ways to greatness think on this, That slippery all ambition is
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Seldom comes Glory till a man be dead.
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T is the will that makes the action good or ill.
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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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Next, when I cast mine eyes and see That brave vibration each way free, O how that glittering taketh me!
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Give me a kiss, and to that kiss a score: Then to that twenty, add a hundred more.
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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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Gather ye rosebuds, while ye may.
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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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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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The May-pole is up, Now give me the cup I'll drink to the garlands around it But first unto those Whose hands did compose The glory of flowers that crown'd it.
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