Robert Herrick

If little labour. little are our gaines:
Man's fortunes are according to his paines.

If little labour. little are our gaines:
Man's fortunes are according to his paines.

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

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

Fair daffadils, we weep to see
You haste away so soone;
As yet the early-rising sun
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Fair daffadils, we weep to see
You haste away so soone;
As yet the early-rising sun
Has not attained its noone.
. . . .
We have short time to stay as you,
We have as short a spring;
As quick a growth to meet decay
As you or anything.

Let's live with that small pittance which we have;
Who covets more is evermore a slave.

Let's live with that small pittance which we have;
Who covets more is evermore a slave.

None pities him that is in the snare, who warned before, would not beware

None pities him that is in the snare, who warned before, would not beware