Quotes from Robert Herrick

Praise they that will times past, I joy to see My selfe now live: this age best pleaseth mee.

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.

A winning wave, (deserving note.) In the tempestuous petticote, A careless shoe-string, in whose tye I see a wilde civility,-- Doe more bewitch me than when art Is too precise in every part.

Art quickens nature; care will make a face; Neglected beauty perisheth apace.

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

Know when to speak - for many times it brings danger, to give the best advice to kings.

Feed him ye must, whose food fills you. And that this pleasure is like raine, Not sent ye for to drowne your paine, But for to make it spring againe.

Give me a kiss, and to that kiss a score: Then to that twenty, add a hundred more.

You say to me - wards your affection's strong; Pray love me little, so you love me long