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Tis hard to find God, but to comprehend Him, as He is, is labour without end.
Robert Herrick
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Robert Herrick
Age: 83 †
Born: 1591
Born: August 24
Died: 1674
Died: October 12
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Seldom comes Glory till a man be dead.
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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.
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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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Hast thou attempted greatnesse? Then go on Back-turning slackens resolution.
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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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In the hour of my distress, When temptations me oppress, And when I my sins confess, Sweet Spirit, comfort me.
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Well I sup and well I dine, When I drink my frolic wine.
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Men are suspicious prone to discontent: Subjects still loathe the present Government.
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Tears are the noble language of the eye.
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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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Whatever comes, let's be content withal: Among God's blessings there is no one small.
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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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Art quickens nature care will make a face Neglected beauty perisheth apace.
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