179 Quotes by Robert Herrick

In the hour of my distress, When temptations me oppress, And when I my sins confess, Sweet Spirit, comfort me.

Here a little child I stand, / Heaving up my either hand; / Cold as paddocks though they be, / Here I lift them up to Thee, / For a benison to fall / On our meat, and on us all. Amen.

A careless shoe string, in whose tie I see a wilde civility.

And once more yet (ere I am laid out dead)Knock at a star with my exalted head

He who has suffered shipwreck, fears to sail Upon the seas, though with a gentle gale.

Who after his transgression doth repent, Is halfe, or altogether, innocent.

Hast thou attempted greatnesse? Then go on; Back-turning slackens resolution.

In vain our labours are, whatsoe'er they be, unless God gives the Benediction.

Praise they that will times past, I joy to see My selfe now live: this age best pleaseth mee.