Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO ELECTRA (4), by ROBERT HERRICK Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Tis ev'ning, my sweet Last Line: That dyes with the next december. | ||||||||
1. 'Tis Ev'ning, my Sweet, And dark; let us meet; Long time w'ave here been a toying: And never, as yet, That season co'd get, Wherein t'ave had an enjoying. 2. For pitty or shame, Then let not Love's flame, Be ever and ever a spending; Since now to the Port The path is but short; And yet our way has no ending. 3. Time flyes away fast; Our houres doe waste: The while we never remember, How soone our life, here, Growes old with the yeere, That dyes with the next December. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A MEDITATION FOR HIS MISTRESS by ROBERT HERRICK A TERNARIE OF LITTLES, UPON A PIPKIN OF JELLIE by ROBERT HERRICK A THANKSGIVING TO GOD [FOR HIS HOUSE] by ROBERT HERRICK ANOTHER GRACE FOR A CHILD by ROBERT HERRICK ART ABOVE NATURE: TO JULIA by ROBERT HERRICK CEREMONIES FOR CANDLEMASSE EVE by ROBERT HERRICK CEREMONIES FOR CHRISTMAS (1) by ROBERT HERRICK CLOTHES DO BUT CHEAT AND COZEN US by ROBERT HERRICK COMFORT [TO A YOUTH THAT HAD LOST HIS LOVE] by ROBERT HERRICK |
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