Upon Sneape. Epig.

Sneape has a face so brittle, that it breaks
Forth into blushes whensoe'er he speaks.

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

Another. (To His Ever-Loving God.)

Robert Herrick, Simple Poetry

To His Sister-In-Law, M. Susanna Herrick.

Robert Herrick, Simple Poetry

Another To God.

Robert Herrick, Simple Poetry

The Plunder.

Robert Herrick, Simple Poetry

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Upon Adam Peapes. Epig.

Peapes he does strut, and pick his teeth, as if
His jaws had tir'd on some large chine of beef.
But nothing so: the dinner Adam had,
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Upon Sibb. Epig.

Sibb, when she saw her face how hard it was,
For anger spat on thee, her looking-glass:
But weep not, crystal; for the same was meant
Not unto thee, but that thou didst present.

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Upon Peason. Epig.

Long locks of late our zealot Peason wears,
Not for to hide his high and mighty ears;
No, but because he would not have it seen
That stubble stands where once large ears have been.

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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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Upon Skoles. Epig.

Skoles stinks so deadly, that his breeches loath
His dampish buttocks furthermore to clothe;
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