Quotes from Robert Herrick

Men are suspicious; prone to discontent: Subjects still loathe the present Government.

If little labour, little are our gains: Man's fortunes are according to his pains.

Each must in virtue strive for to excel; That man lives twice that lives the first life well.

Seldom comes Glory till a man be dead.

Before man's fall the rose was born,St. Ambrose says, without the thorn;But for man's fault then was the thornWithout the fragrant rose-bud born; But ne'er the rose without the thorn.

Necessity makes dastards valiant men.

In sober mornings do not thou rehearse The holy incantation of a verse

In vain our labours are, whatsoe'er they be, unless God gives the Benediction.

Tis hard to find God, but to comprehend Him, as He is, is labour without end.

Whatever comes, let's be content withal: Among God's blessings there is no one small.

The body is the soul's poor house or home, whose ribs the laths are and whose flesh the loam.

Welcome, maids of honor, You doe bring In the spring, And wait upon her.

Tears are the noble language of the eye.

It is the end that crowns us, not the fight.

Her pretty feet, like snails, did creepA little out, and then,As if they played at bo-peep,Did soon draw in again.

'Tis sin,Nay, profanation to keep in.

When a daffodil I see,Hanging down his head t'wards me,Guess I may what I must be:First, I shall decline my head;Secondly, I shall be dead;Lastly, safely buryed.

But ne'er the rose without the thorn.

Get up, sweet Slug-a-bed, and seeThe dew bespangling herb and tree.

Cherry ripe, ripe, ripe, I cry,Full and fair ones; come and buy!If so be you ask me whereThey do grow, I answer, there,Where my Julia's lips do smile;There's the land, or cherry-isle.

Attempt the end, and never stand to doubt;Nothing's so hard but search will find it out.

A winning wave, deserving note,In the tempestuous petticoat,A careless shoestring, in whose tieI see a wild civility,Do more bewitch me than when artIs too precise in every part.

Give me a kisse, and to that kisse a score; Then to that twenty, adde a hundred more; A thousand to that hundred; so kisse on, To make that thousand up a million; Treble that million, and when that is done, Let's kisse afresh, as when we first begun.

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.