Robert Herrick

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.

The readiness of doing doth expresse
No other but the doer's willingnesse.

The readiness of doing doth expresse
No other but the doer's willingnesse.

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

A careless shoe string, in whose tie
I see a wilde civility.

A careless shoe string, in whose tie
I see a wilde civility.