Robert Herrick

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

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

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.

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.

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.

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.