Upon Doll. Epig.

Doll, she so soon began the wanton trade,
She ne'er remembers that she was a maid.

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

Virtue Best United.

Robert Herrick, Simple Poetry

Glory.

Robert Herrick, Simple Poetry

Good And Bad.

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The Bad Season Makes The Poet Sad

Robert Herrick, Simple Poetry

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Upon Greedy. Epig.

An old, old widow Greedy needs would wed,
Not for affection to her or her bed;
But in regard, 'twas often said, this old
Woman would bring him more than could be told.
He took her; now the jest in this appears,
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Upon A Maid

Here she lies, in bed of spice,
Fair as Eve in paradise;
For her beauty, it was such,
Poets could not praise too much.
Virgins come, and in a ring
Her supremest requiem sing;
Then depart, but see ye tread
Lightly, lightly o'er the dead.

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Upon A Cheap Laundress. Epig.

Feacie, some say, doth wash her clothes i' th' lie
That sharply trickles from her either eye.
The laundresses, they envy her good-luck,
Who can with so small charges drive the buck.
What needs she fire and ashes to consume,
Who can scour linens with her own salt rheum?

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Upon Scobble. Epig.

Scobble for whoredom whips his wife; and cries
He'll slit her nose; but blubb'ring, she replies,
Good sir, make no more cuts i' th' outward skin,
One slit's enough to let adultry in.

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Upon Lucy. Epig.

Sound teeth has Lucy, pure as pearl, and small,
With mellow lips, and luscious therewithal.

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