Wednesday, February 11, 2009
DELIGHT IN DISORDER, by Robert Herrick
A sweet disorder in the dress
Kindles in clothes a wantonness;
A lawn about the shoulders thrown
Into a fine distraction;
An erring lace, which here and there
Enthrals the crimson stomacher;
A cuff neglectful, and thereby
Ribbons to flow confusedly;
A winning wave, deserving note,
In the tempestuous petticoat;
A careless shoe-string, in whose tie
I see a wild civility;--
Do more bewitch me, than when art
Is too precise in every part.
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More from Robert Herrick (this is often a big hit with my young Intro to Lit students:
To the Virgins, To Make Much of TIme
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
Old TIme is still a-flying:
And this same flower that smiles to-day
Tomorrow will be dying.
The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun,
The higher he's a-getting,
The sooner will his race be run,
And nearer he's to setting.
That age is best which is the first,
When youth and blood are warmer;
But being spent, the worse, and worst
Times still succeed the former.
Then be not coy, but use your time,
And while ye may, go marry:
For having lost but once your prime
You may forever tarry.
*
T and I are in our mid twenties, and have been for a couple of decades. We're gonna stay this way.
xo
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To the Virgins, To Make Much of TIme
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
Old TIme is still a-flying:
And this same flower that smiles to-day
Tomorrow will be dying.
The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun,
The higher he's a-getting,
The sooner will his race be run,
And nearer he's to setting.
That age is best which is the first,
When youth and blood are warmer;
But being spent, the worse, and worst
Times still succeed the former.
Then be not coy, but use your time,
And while ye may, go marry:
For having lost but once your prime
You may forever tarry.
*
T and I are in our mid twenties, and have been for a couple of decades. We're gonna stay this way.
xo
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