To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time by John Herrick, written in 1648… and this blog’s namesake:Gather ye Rose-buds while ye may, Old Time is still a flying: And this same flower that smiles to day, To morrow will be dying. The glorious Lamp of Heaven, the Sun, 5 The higher he’s a getting; The sooner will his Race be run, And neerer he’s to Setting. That Age is best, which is the first, When Youth and Blood are warmer; 10 But being spent, the worse, and worst Then be not coy, but use your time; And while ye may, goe marry: For having lost but once your prime, 15 You may for ever tarry.
More information about this amazing poem:
- Encyclopedia.com – To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time – Poetry for Students (and source of the text)
- Wikipedia (and photo credit)
- Analysis of Robert Herrick’s “To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time – nievespoetryanalysis.blogspot.com