Robert Herrick

I sing of brooks, of blossoms, birds, and bowers:
Of April, May, of June, and July flowers.
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I sing of brooks, of blossoms, birds, and bowers:
Of April, May, of June, and July flowers.
I sing of Maypoles, Hock-carts, wassails, wakes,
Of bridegrooms, brides, and of their bridal cakes.

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

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

Temptations hurt not, though they have accesse;
Satan o'ercomes none but by willingnesse.

Temptations hurt not, though they have accesse;
Satan o'ercomes none but by willingnesse.

When a daffadill I see,
Hanging down his head t'wards me,
Guesse I may, what I must read more

When a daffadill I see,
Hanging down his head t'wards me,
Guesse I may, what I must be:
First, I shall decline my head;
Secondly, I shall be dead:
Lastly, safely buryed.

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