Robert Herrick

He loves his bonds who, when the first are broke, Submits his neck into a second yoke

He loves his bonds who, when the first are broke, Submits his neck into a second yoke

Welcome, maids of honor,
You doe bring
In the spring,
And wait upon her.

Welcome, maids of honor,
You doe bring
In the spring,
And wait upon her.

A sweet disorder in the dresse
Kindles in cloathes a wantonnesse.

A sweet disorder in the dresse
Kindles in cloathes a wantonnesse.

'Tis not the food, but the content,
That makes the table's merriment.

'Tis not the food, but the content,
That makes the table's merriment.

Fight thou with shafts of silver, and o'ercome
When no force else can get the masterdom.

Fight thou with shafts of silver, and o'ercome
When no force else can get the masterdom.