Lyrics To His Book - Robert Herrick
Be
bold,
my
book,
nor
be
abashed
Or
fear
the
cutting
thumb-nail
Or
the
brow
severe
But
by
the
Muses
swear
All
here
is
good
If
but
well
read,
or
ill
read
Understood
1 To Dianeme: Sweet Be Not Proud of Those Two Eyes
2 To Dianeme: I Could but See Thee Yesterday
3 To Dianeme: Dear Though to Part It Be a Hell
4 To Daffodils: Fair Daffodils We Weep to See
5 To Meadows: Ye Have Been Fresh and Green
6 To the Virgins to Make Much of Time
7 Epitaph Upon a Child That Died
8 To Oenone: What Conscience Say Is It in Thee
9 To Daisies Not to Shut so Soon
10 The Bracelet: To Julia
11 Cherry-Ripe
12 The Primrose
13 To Violets: Welcome Maids of Honour
14 To the Western Wind
15 Comfort to a Youth That Had Lost His Love
16 To His Book
17 To the Willow-Tree
18 To Blossoms: Fair Pledges of a Fruitful Tree
19 A Child's Grace
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