Happy Birthday, Robert

Robert Herrick, the great Cavalier poet, born today in 1591 in London
Some of his verse is here, and a few short ones here:


WHENAS in silks my Julia goes,
Then, then, methinks, how sweetly flows
The liquefaction of her clothes!

Next, when I cast mine eyes and see
That brave vibration each way free,
—O how that glittering taketh me!

To Daffodils

FAIR Daffodils, we weep to see
   You haste away so soon:
As yet the early-rising Sun
   Has not attain'd his noon.
      Stay, stay,
   Until the hasting day
      Has run
   But to the even-song;
And, having pray'd together, we
   Will go with you along.

We have short time to stay, as you,
   We have as short a Spring;
As quick a growth to meet decay
   As you, or any thing.
      We die,
   As your hours do, and dry
      Away
   Like to the Summer's rain;
Or as the pearls of morning's dew
   Ne'er to be found again.