And once more yet (ere I am laid out dead)
Knock at a star with my exalted head (The Bad Season Makes the Poet Sad)
Robert Herrick quote But ne'er the rose without the thorn
Robert Herrick quote The stars of the night
Will lend thee their light,
Like tapers clear without number
Robert Herrick quote It is an active flame that flies
First to the babies in the eyes
Robert Herrick quote Fight thou with shafts of silver, and o'ercome
When no force else can get the masterdom
Robert Herrick quote Thou art a plant sprung up to wither never,
But, like a laurel, to grow green forever
Robert Herrick quote In prayer the lips ne'er act the winning part
Without the sweet concurrence of the heart
Robert Herrick quote Who with a little cannot be content, endures an everlasting punishment
Robert Herrick quote Biography
English poet and clergyman
