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Hast thou attempted greatnesse? Then go on Back-turning slackens resolution.

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
Back
Attempted
Hast
Resolution
Turning
Thou

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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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The first act's doubtful, but we say, it is the last commends the play.
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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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Tis not the food, but the content, That makes the table's merriment.
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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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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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O thou, the drink of gods and angels! 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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Bid me to love, and I will give a loving heart to thee.
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The person lives twice who lives the first life well
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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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A sweet disorder in the dress Kindles in clothes a wantonness A lawn about the shoulders thrown Into a fine distraction.
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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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Those Saints, which God loves best, The Devil tempts not least.
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Art quickens nature care will make a face Neglected beauty perisheth apace.
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Outdid the meat, outdid the frolic wine.
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Things are evermore sincere / Candor here, and lustre there / Delighting.
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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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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.
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And as this round (ring) is nowhere found to flaw, or else to sever. So let our love as endless prove and pure as gold forever.
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