English Poetry. Robert Herrick. A Lyric to Mirth. Роберт Геррик (Херрик).

Robert Herrick (Роберт Геррик (Херрик))

A Lyric to Mirth

While the milder fates consent,
Let's enjoy our merriment :
Drink, and dance, and pipe, and play ;
Kiss our dollies night and day :
Crowned with clusters of the vine,
Let us sit, and quaff our wine.
Call on Bacchus, chant his praise ;
Shake the thyrse, and bite the bays :
Rouse Anacreon from the dead,
And return him drunk to bed :
Sing o'er Horace, for ere long
Death will come and mar the song :
Then shall Wilson and Gotiere
Never sing or play more here. 

Robert Herrick’s other poems:

1. A Paranaeticall, or Advisive Verse to His Friend, Mr John Wicks
2. The Present Time Best Pleaseth
3. The Definition of Beauty
4. The Ceremonies for Candlemas Day
5. The Hock-Cart, or Harvest Home: to the Right Honourable Mildmay, Earl of Westmorland

1007

To the dedicated English version of this website

---