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Hesperides: The Poems and Other Remains of Robert Herrick Now First Collected

This volume compiles a selection of Robert Herrick's poetry, including his famous works, alongside other writings that showcase his literary contributions during the Restoration period. more

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Robert Herrick
Robert Herrick

Robert Herrick was an English poet, born on August 24, 1591, and died on October 15, 1674. His poetry is known for its concise and lively style, and has been widely appreciated by later generations. more

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“Through primrose tufts, in that green bower, The periwinkle trails its wreath; And 'tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes. The birds around me hopped and played, Their thoughts I cannot measure; But the least motion which they made, It seemed a thrill of pleasure. The budding twigs spread out their fan, To catch the breezy air; And I must think, do all I can That there was pleasure there. If this belief from heaven be sent, If such be Nature's holy plan, Have I not reason to lament What man has made of man?”

“There is not any haunt of prophecy, Nor any old chimera of the grave, Neither the golden underground, nor isle Melodious, where spirits gat them home, Nor visionary south, nor cloudy palm Remote on heaven's hill, that has endured As April's green endures; or will endure Like her remembrance of awakened birds, Or her desire for June and evening, tipped By the consummation of the swallow's wings.”