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T is the will that makes the action good or ill.
Robert Herrick
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Robert Herrick
Age: 83 †
Born: 1591
Born: August 24
Died: 1674
Died: October 12
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England
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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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No, not Jove Himselfe, at one time, can be wise and love.
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Drink wine, and live here blitheful while ye may The morrow's life too late is live to-day.
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Hast thou attempted greatnesse? Then go on Back-turning slackens resolution.
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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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Some asked me where the rubies grew, And nothing I did say But with my finger pointed to The lips of Julia.
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Like will to like, each creature loves his kind.
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What is a kiss? Why this, as some approve: the sure, sweet cement, glue, and lime of love.
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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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In the hour of my distress, When temptations me oppress, And when I my sins confess, Sweet Spirit, comfort me.
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Necessity makes dastards valiant men.
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Men are suspicious prone to discontent: Subjects still loathe the present Government.
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