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Quotes by Robert Herrick

A little saint best fits a little shrine, A little prop best fits a little vine, As my small cruse best fits my little wine.
– Robert Herrick
Bid me to love, and I will give a loving heart to thee.
– Robert Herrick
Each must in virtue strive for to excel; That man lives twice that lives the first life well.
– Robert Herrick
Fain would I kiss my Julia's dainty leg, which is as white and hairless as an egg.
– Robert Herrick
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, old Time is still a-flying. And this same flower that smiles today, tomorrow will be dying.
– Robert Herrick
He loves his bonds who, when the first are broke, Submits his neck into a second yoke.
– Robert Herrick
Her eyes the glow-worm lend thee, The shooting-stars attend thee; And the elves also, Whose little eyes glow, Like the sparks of fire, befriend thee.
– Robert Herrick
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.
– Robert Herrick
I sing of brooks, of blossoms, birds, and bowers: Of April, May, of June, and July-flowers. I sing of maypoles, hock-carts, wassails, wakes, Of bridegrooms, brides, and of their bridal cakes.
– Robert Herrick
I'll write, because I'll give - You critics means to live; For should I not supply - The cause, the effect would die.
– Robert Herrick
In things a moderation keep; Kings ought to shear, not skin, their sheep.
– Robert Herrick
It takes great wit and interest and energy to be happy. The pursuit of happiness is a great activity. One must be open and alive. It is the greatest feat man has to accomplish.
– Robert Herrick
Know when to speak - for many times it brings danger, to give the best advice to kings.
– Robert Herrick
The body is the soul's poor house or home, whose ribs the laths are and whose flesh the loam.
– Robert Herrick
The first act's doubtful, but we say, it is the last commends the play.
– Robert Herrick
Thus times do shift, each thing his turn does hold; New things succeed, as former things grow old.
– Robert Herrick
What is a kiss? Why this, as some approve: The sure, sweet cement, glue, and lime of love.
– Robert Herrick
Who covets more is evermore a slave.
– Robert Herrick
You say to me - wards your affection's strong; Pray love me little, so you love me long.
– Robert Herrick
Fair Daffodils, we weep to see
You haste away so soon:
As yet the early-rising Sun
Has not attain'd his noon.

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.
– Robert Herrick
And with our broth, and bread, and bits, sir friend,
You've fared well : pray make an end ;
Two days you've larded here ; a third, ye know,
Makes guests and fish smell strong ; pray go
– Robert Herrick
Give me a kiss, and to that kiss a score;
Then to that twenty, add a hundred more:
A thousand to that hundred: so kiss on,
To make that thousand up a million.
Treble that million, and when that is done,
Let's kiss afresh, as when we first begun.
– Robert Herrick
Then this immensive cup
Of aromatic wine,
Catullus, I quaff up
To that terse muse of thine.
– Robert Herrick
Lord, 'tis Thy plenty-dropping hand
That soils my land;
And giv'st me, for my bushel sown,
Twice ten for one;
Thou mak'st my teeming hen to lay
Her egg each day;
Besides my healthful ewes to bear
Me twins each year;
The while the conduits of my kine
Run cream, for wine.
All these, and better, Thou dost send
Me, to this end,
That I should render, for my part,
A thankful heart...
– Robert Herrick