Upon Franck.

Franck would go scour her teeth; and setting to 't
Twice two fell out, all rotten at the root.

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 Poet Prat. Epig.

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To His Book (5)

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To My Ill Reader.

Robert Herrick, Simple Poetry

To His Brother, Nicholas Herrick.

Robert Herrick, Simple Poetry

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Upon Franck.

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Upon Bridget. Epig.

Of four teeth only Bridget was possest;
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On Joan.

Joan would go tell her hairs; and well she might,
Having but seven in all: three black, four white.

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To His Book. Another.

Who with thy leaves shall wipe, at need,
The place where swelling piles do breed;
May every ill that bites or smarts
Perplex him in his hinder parts.

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Upon Skurf.

Skurf by his nine-bones swears, and well he may:
All know a fellon eat the tenth away.

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Upon One Who Said She Was Always Young.

You say you're young; but when your teeth are told
To be but three, black-ey'd, we'll think you old.

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