Hesperides: Or, The Works Both Humane and Divine of Robert Herrick, Volume 2W. Pickering, 1846 - 613 pages |
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agen Anthea aſk Becauſe beft beſt Bloud Bread bring ye Love cauſe Chor Chrift co'd comfort confeffe Croffe dayes dead do's doth eaſe elſe Epig Eternitie eyes faid feare felfe fhall fhew fho'd fince fing firft firſt fleep fleſh flie fome foule ftill fuch fuffer fweet give Gods Grace hath heart Hell Henry Lawes Himfelfe honour houſe I'le i'th Jemme Julia kiffe King laft laſt leffe live Lord Maid Maſter Miftreffe moft moſt muft muſt ne're night Perilla pleaſe Pleaſures praiſe Preſent puniſhment reft reſt Rofes Saviour ſay ſee ſeen ſhall ſhe ſho'd ſhort Skurfe ſmall ſome ſpeake ſpend ſpring ſtand ſtay ſtill Storax ſtrike ſuch ſweet Sweet Spirit Teares tell thee theſe thine things thofe thoſe Thou art Thou doft thouſand Twill unto uſe vaults of death Verfe Victors Song weep wine wo'd yeere
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Page 153 - Now, now the mirth comes, With the cake full of plums, Where beane's the king of the sport here ; Beside we must know, The pea also Must revell as queene in the court here.
Page 221 - Grace for a Child. 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.
Page 219 - HUMILITY. HUMBLE we must be, if to heaven we go ; High is the roof there, but the gate is low.
Page 48 - I've none, A cock I have to sing how day draws on: I have A maid, my Prue, by good luck sent, To save That little, Fates me gave or lent. A hen I keep, which, creeking day by day, Tells when She goes her long white egg to lay: A goose I have, which, with a jealous ear, Lets loose Her tongue, to tell what danger's near.
Page 222 - To welcome Him. 2. The nobler part Of all the house here, is the heart, Chor. Which we will give Him ; and bequeath This Hollie, and this Ivie Wreath, To do Him honour ; who's our King, And Lord of all this Revelling.
Page 105 - Charme for Stables HANG up Hooks, and Sheers to scare Hence the Hag, that rides the Mare, Till they be all over wet, With the mire, and the sweat: This observ'd, the Manes shall be Of your horses, all knot-free.
Page 227 - Declare to us, bright star, if we shall seek Him in the morning's blushing cheek, Or search the beds of spices through To find him out. Star. No, this ye need not do, But only come and see him rest, A princely babe in's mother's breast.
Page 1 - WHEN I a verse shall make, Know I have praid thee, For old religion's sake, Saint Ben, to aid me.
Page 185 - Writ in my wild unhallowed times ; For every sentence, clause, and word, That's not inlaid with thee, my Lord, Forgive me, God, and blot each line Out of my book that is not thine. But if, 'mongst all, thou find'st here one Worthy thy benediction ; That one of all the rest shall be The glory of my work and me.
Page 215 - The eye of Virgins ; nay, the Queen, Of this smooth Green, And all sweet Meads ; from whence we get The Primrose, and the Violet.