Robert Herrick Quotes and Quotations
If a little labour, little are our gains. Man's fortunes are according to his pains.
Who covets more is evermore a slave.
Give, if thou can, an alms; if not, a sweet and gentle word.
In prayer the lips ne'er act the winning part, without the sweet concurrence of the heart.
In vain our labours are, whatsoe'er they be, unless God gives the Benediction.
In vain our labours are, whatsoe'er they be, unless God gives the Benediction.
Whenas in silks my Julia goes, Then, then, methinks, how sweetly flows The liquefaction of her clothes!
But ne'er the rose without the thorn.
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.
Like will to like, each creature loves his kind.
You say to me-ward's your affection's strong; Pray love me little, so you love me long.
Gather ye rose-buds while ye may, Old Time is still aflying, And this same flower that smiles today, Tomorrow will be dying.