Lyrics The Primrose - Robert Herrick
Ask
me
why
I
send
you
here
This
sweet
Infanta
of
the
year?
Ask
me
why
I
send
to
you
This
primrose,
thus
bepearl'd
with
dew?
I
will
whisper
to
your
ears
The
sweets
of
love
are
mix'd
with
tears
Ask
me
why
this
flower
does
show
So
yellow-green,
and
sickly
too?
Ask
me
why
the
stalk
is
weak
And
bending
yet
it
doth
not
break?
I
will
answer,
these
discover
What
fainting
hopes
are
in
a
lover
1 The Funeral Rites of the Rose
2 His Request to Julia
3 To Electra: I Dare Not Ask a Kiss
4 Upon Julia's Clothes
5 To Dianeme: Sweet Be Not Proud of Those Two Eyes
6 To Dianeme: I Could but See Thee Yesterday
7 To Dianeme: Give Me One Kiss
8 To Dianeme: Dear Though to Part It Be a Hell
9 To Daffodils: Fair Daffodils We Weep to See
10 To Meadows: Ye Have Been Fresh and Green
11 To the Virgins to Make Much of Time
12 Another
13 Epitaph Upon a Child That Died
14 To Oenone: What Conscience Say Is It in Thee
15 To Daisies Not to Shut so Soon
16 The Bracelet: To Julia
17 Cherry-Ripe
18 The Primrose
19 To Violets: Welcome Maids of Honour
20 To the Western Wind
21 Comfort to a Youth That Had Lost His Love
22 To His Book
23 To the Willow-Tree
24 To Blossoms: Fair Pledges of a Fruitful Tree
25 A Child's Grace
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