Robert Herrick

A winning wave, (deserving note.)
In the tempestuous petticote,
A careless shoe-string, in whose tye
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A winning wave, (deserving note.)
In the tempestuous petticote,
A careless shoe-string, in whose tye
I see a wilde civility,--
Doe more bewitch me than when art
Is too precise in every part.

Hell is no other but a soundlesse pit,
Where no one beame of comfort peeps in it.

Hell is no other but a soundlesse pit,
Where no one beame of comfort peeps in it.

I saw a flie within a beade
Of amber cleanly buried.

I saw a flie within a beade
Of amber cleanly buried.

Actions from youth, advice from the middle-aged, prayers from the
aged.

Actions from youth, advice from the middle-aged, prayers from the
aged.

It is the end that crowns us, not the fight.

It is the end that crowns us, not the fight.