Share
×
Inspirational Quotes
Authors
Professions
Topics
Tags
Quote
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.
Robert Herrick
Share
Change background
T
T
T
Change font
Original
TAGS & TOPICS
Robert Herrick
Age: 83 †
Born: 1591
Born: August 24
Died: 1674
Died: October 12
Poet
Writer
London
England
Come
Wealth
Dry
Hard
Hand
Fault
Makes
Holds
Gripes
Hands
Sand
Comely
Stills
Extremes
Sordid
Still
Faults
Thrift
Littles
None
Haste
Little
Waste
Shift
More quotes by Robert Herrick
No, not Jove Himselfe, at one time, can be wise and love.
Robert Herrick
That age is best which is the first When youth and blood are warmer.
Robert Herrick
In prayer the lips ne'er act the winning part, Without the sweet concurrence of the heart.
Robert Herrick
Drink wine, and live here blitheful while ye may The morrow's life too late is live to-day.
Robert Herrick
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.
Robert Herrick
If little labour, little are our gains: Man's fortunes are according to his pains.
Robert Herrick
Happy is the bride that the sun shines on.
Robert Herrick
Give house-room to the best 'tis never known Verture and pleasure both to dwell in one.
Robert Herrick
But here's the sunset of a tedious day, These two asleep are I'll but be undrest, And so to bed. Pray wish us all good rest.
Robert Herrick
Then be not coy, but use your time And while ye may, go marry: For having lost but once your prime, You may for ever tarry.
Robert Herrick
Bid me to love, and I will give a loving heart to thee.
Robert Herrick
He who has suffered shipwreck, fears to sail Upon the seas, though with a gentle gale.
Robert Herrick
Oft have I heard both youths and virgins say, Birds chuse their mates and couple too this day: But by their flight I never can devine When I shall couple with my valentine.
Robert Herrick
In sober mornings do not thou rehearse The holy incantation of a verse
Robert Herrick
Outdid the meat, outdid the frolic wine.
Robert Herrick
Things are evermore sincere / Candor here, and lustre there / Delighting.
Robert Herrick
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.
Robert Herrick
Like will to like, each creature loves his kind.
Robert Herrick
Next, when I cast mine eyes and see That brave vibration each way free, O how that glittering taketh me!
Robert Herrick
The person lives twice who lives the first life well
Robert Herrick