Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO MYRRHA, HARD-HEARTED, by ROBERT HERRICK Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Fold now thine arms, and hang the head Last Line: All such as are not soft like them. | ||||||||
Fold now thine armes; and hang the head, Like to a Lillie withered: Next, look thou like a sickly Moone; Or like Jocasta in a swoone. Then weep, and sigh, and softly goe, Like to a widdow drown'd in woe: Or like a Virgin full of ruth, For the lost sweet-heart of her youth: And all because, Faire Maid, thou art Insensible of all my smart; And of those evill dayes that be Now posting on to punish thee. The Gods are easie, and condemne All such as are not soft like them. | 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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