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Plots Not Still Prosperous.

All are not ill plots that do sometimes fail;
Nor those false vows which ofttimes don't prevail.

Robert Herrick

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

His Mistress To Him At His Farewell

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God's Hands.

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Love, What It Is

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Poverty And Riches

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Any Way For Wealth.

E'en all religious courses to be rich
Hath been rehers'd by Joel Michelditch:
But now perceiving that it still does please
The sterner fates, to cross his purposes;
He tacks about, and now he doth profess
Rich he will be by all unrighteousness;
Thus if our ship fails of her anchor hold
We'll love the divel, so he lands the gold.

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A Prognostic.

As many laws and lawyers do express
Nought but a kingdom's ill-affectedness;
Even so, those streets and houses do but show
Store of diseases where physicians flow.

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Poverty And Riches

Who with a little cannot be content,
Endures an everlasting punishment.

Robert Herrick

Adversity.

Love is maintain'd by wealth; when all is spent,
Adversity then breeds the discontent.

Robert Herrick

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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Few Fortunate.

Many we are, and yet but few possess
Those fields of everlasting happiness.

Robert Herrick

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