Hesperides, or, The works both humane and divine of Robert Herrick [Followed by] His noble numbers, Volumen 1


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Página 144 - 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 canst find, That heart I'll give to thee. Bid that heart stay, and it will stay, To honour thy decree; Or bid it languish quite away, And 't shall do so for thee.
Página 89 - There's not a budding boy or girl this day But is got up, and gone to bring in May.
Página 237 - 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.
Página 126 - ... weep My pains asleep ; And give me such reposes That I, poor I, May think thereby I live and die 'Mongst roses. Fall on me like a silent dew, Or like those maiden showers Which, by the peep of day, do strew A baptism o'er the flowers. Melt, melt my pains With thy soft strains ; That, having ease me given, With full delight I leave this light, And take my flight For heaven.
Página 160 - Ne're ravisht from the flattering vine, But gently prest from the soft side Of the most sweet and dainty bride, Brought in a dainty daizie, which He fully quaffs up to bewitch His blood to height ; this done, commended Grace by his priest ; the feast is ended.
Página 88 - Besides, the childhood of the day has kept, Against you come, some orient pearls unwept. Come, and receive them while the light Hangs on the dew-locks of the night: And Titan on the eastern hill Retires himself, or else stands still Till you come forth! Wash, dress, be brief in praying: Few beads are best when once we go a-Maying.
Página 108 - TO VIOLETS WELCOME, maids of honour, You do bring In the Spring ; And wait upon her. She has virgins many, Fresh and fair ; Yet you are More sweet than any.
Página 169 - From the plump chalice and the cup, That tempts till it be tossed up; Then as ye sit about your embers, Call not to mind those...
Página 78 - SWEET, be not proud of those two eyes Which, starlike, sparkle in their skies ; Nor be you proud that you can see All hearts your captives, yours yet free ; Be you not proud of that rich hair Which wantons with the love-sick air ; Whenas that ruby which you wear, Sunk from the tip of your soft ear, Will last to be a precious stone When all your world of beauty's gone.
Página 34 - Deane, or thy warty incivility ; Thy rockie bottome, that doth teare thy streams, And makes them frantick, ev'n to all extreames, To my content, I never sho'd behold, Were thy streames silver, or thy rocks all gold.

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