The Complete Poems of Robert Herrick, Том 2

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Chatto and Windus, 1876

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Страница 35 - You haste away so soon: As yet the early-rising Sun Has not attained his noon. Stay, stay, Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song; And, having prayed together, we Will go with you along. We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring; As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing.
Страница 248 - Come, bring with a noise, My merry, merry boys, The Christmas log to the firing ; While my good dame, she Bids ye all be free, And drink to your hearts
Страница 245 - WHENAS in silks my Julia goes, Then, then, methinks, how sweetly flows That liquefaction of her clothes! Next, when I cast mine eyes and see That brave vibration each way free, — O how that glittering taketh me ! Robert Herrick 121.
Страница 125 - Twas pity Nature brought ye forth Merely to show your worth, And lose you quite. But you are lovely leaves, where we May read how soon things have Their end, though ne'er so brave: And after they have shown their pride Like you, awhile, they glide Into the grave.
Страница 7 - BID me to live, and I will live Thy Protestant to be; Or bid me love, and I will give A loving heart to thee. A heart as soft, a heart as kind, A heart as sound and free, As in the whole world thou can'st find, That heart I'll give to thee.
Страница 103 - SHUT not so soon ; the dull-eyed night Has not as yet begun To make a seizure on the light, Or to seal up the sun. No marigolds yet closed are, No shadows great appear ; Nor doth the early shepherd's star Shine like a spangle here. Stay but till my Julia close Her life-begetting eye ; And let the whole world then dispose Itself to live or die.
Страница 191 - Which though well soil'd, yet thou dost know That the best compost for the lands Is the wise master's feet, and hands. There at the plough thou find'st thy team, With a hind whistling there to them : And cheer'st them up, by singing how The kingdom's portion is the plough. This done, then to th...
Страница 211 - TO LONDON. FROM the dull confines of the drooping west, To see the day spring from the pregnant east, Ravisht in spirit, I come, nay more, I flie To thee, blest place of my nativitie ! Thus, thus with hallowed foot I touch the ground, With thousand blessings by thy fortune crown'd.
Страница 9 - TO MEADOWS YE have been fresh and green, Ye have been fill'd with flowers, And ye the walks have been Where maids have spent their hours.
Страница 28 - From all mischances that may fright Your pleasing slumbers in the night, Mercie secure ye all, and keep The goblin from ye while ye sleep. Past one aclock, and almost two ; My masters all, good day to you.