His Weakness In Woes.

I cannot suffer; and in this my part
Of patience wants. Grief breaks the stoutest heart.

Robert Herrick

Robert Herrick was a 17th-century English lyric poet and cleric. He is known for his book of poems, "Hesperides," which includes the carpe diem poem "To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time." His works are noted for their clarity, simplicity, and musical quality. Herrick was also a vicar of Dean Prior in Devon, despite being ejected during the English Civil War and later reinstated.

Robert Herrick

On Himself.

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Of Love.

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Upon Trap.

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A Bacchanalian Verse.

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Sorrows our portion are: ere hence we go,
Crosses we must have; or, hereafter woe.

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Grief.

Sorrows divided amongst many, less
Discruciate a man in deep distress.

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Virtue Is Sensible Of Suffering.

Though a wise man all pressures can sustain,
His virtue still is sensible of pain:
Large shoulders though he has, and well can bear,
He feels when packs do pinch him, and the where.

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To His Book. Another.

Who with thy leaves shall wipe, at need,
The place where swelling piles do breed;
May every ill that bites or smarts
Perplex him in his hinder parts.

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Sufferance.

In the hope of ease to come,
Let's endure one martyrdom.

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Upon The Troublesome Times.

O times most bad,
Without the scope
Of hope
Of better to be had!

Where shall I go,
Or whither run
To shun
This public overthrow?

No places are,
This I am sure,
Secure
In this our wasting war.

Some storms we've past,
Yet we must all
Down fall,
And perish at the last.

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