Putrefaction.

Putrefaction is the end
Of all that nature doth intend.

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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The Bride-Cake

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No Shipwreck Of Virtue. To A Friend.

Robert Herrick, Simple Poetry

Laxare Fibulam.

Robert Herrick, Simple Poetry

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Some parts may perish, die thou canst not all:
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Wrinkles no more are, or no less,
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The End.

If well thou hast begun, go on fore-right;
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All Things Decay And Die

All things decay with time: The forest sees
The growth and down-fall of her aged trees;
That timber tall, which three-score lustres stood
The proud dictator of the state-like wood,
I mean the sovereign of all plants, the oak,
Droops, dies, and falls without the cleaver's stroke.

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Upon Craw.

Craw cracks in sirrop; and does stinking say,
Who can hold that, my friends, that will away?

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