How　many　lie　forgot　In　vaults　beneath；　And　piece…meal　rot　Without　a　fame　in　death？
  Behold　this　living　stone　I　rear　for　me；　Ne'er　to　be　thrown　Down；　envious　Time；　by　thee。
  Pillars　let　some　set　up　If　so　they　please；　Here　is　my　hope；　And　my　Pyramides。
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  TO　HIS　BOOK
  If　hap　it　must；　that　I　must　see　thee　lie　Absyrtus…like；　all　torn　confusedly；　With　solemn　tears；　and　with　much　grief　of　heart；　I'll　recollect　thee；　weeping；　part　by　part；　And　having　wash'd　thee；　close　thee　in　a　chest　With　spice；　that　done；　I'll　leave　thee　to　thy　rest。
  *15*
  UPON　HIMSELF
  Thou　shalt　not　all　die；　for　while　Love's　fire　shines　Upon　his　altar；　men　shall　read　thy　lines；　And　learn'd　musicians　shall；　to　honour　Herrick's　Fame；　and　his　name；　both　set　and　sing　his　lyrics。
  To　his　book's　end　this　last　line　he'd　have　placed：　Jocund　his　Muse　was；　but　his　Life　was　chaste。
  **　IDYLLICA　**
  *16*
  THE　COUNTRY　LIFE：
  TO　THE　HONOURED　MR　ENDYMION　PORTER；　GROOM　OF　THE　BED…CHAMBER　TO　HIS　MAJESTY
  Sweet　country　life；　to　such　unknown；　Whose　lives　are　others'；　not　their　own！　But　serving　courts　and　cities；　be　Less　happy；　less　enjoying　thee。　Thou　never　plough'st　the　ocean's　foam　To　seek　and　bring　rough　pepper　home：　Nor　to　the　Eastern　Ind　dost　rove　To　bring　from　thence　the　scorched　clove：　Nor；　with　the　loss　of　thy　loved　rest；　Bring'st　home　the　ingot　from　the　West。　No；　thy　ambition's　master…piece　Flies　no　thought　higher　than　a　fleece：　Or　how　to　pay　thy　hinds；　and　clear　All　scores：　and　so　to　end　the　year：　But　walk'st　about　thine　own　dear　bounds；　Not　envying　others'　larger　grounds：　For　well　thou　know'st；　'tis　not　th'　extent　Of　land　makes　life；　but　sweet　content。　When　now　the　cock　（the　ploughman's　horn）　Calls　forth　the　lily…wristed　morn；　Then　to　thy　corn…fields　thou　dost　go；　Which　though　well　soil'd；　yet　thou　dost　know　That　the　best　compost　for　the　lands　Is　the　wise　master's　feet；　and　hands。　There　at　the　plough　thou　find'st　thy　team；　With　a　hind　whistling　there　to　them：　And　cheer'st　them　up；　by　singing　how　The　kingdom's　portion　is　the　plough。　This　done；　then　to　th'　enamell'd　meads　Thou　go'st；　and　as　thy　foot　there　treads；　Thou　seest　a　present　God…like　power　Imprinted　in　each　herb　and　flower：　And　smell'st　the　breath　of　great…eyed　kine；　Sweet　as　the　blossoms　of　the　vine。　Here　thou　behold'st　thy　large　sleek　neat　Unto　the　dew…laps　up　in　meat：　And；　as　thou　look'st；　the　wanton　steer；　The　heifer；　cow；　and　ox　draw　near；　To　make　a　pleasing　pastime　there。　These　seen；　thou　go'st　to　view　thy　flocks　Of　sheep；　safe　from　the　wolf　and　fox；　And　find'st　their　bellies　there　as　full　Of　short　sweet　grass；　as　backs　with　wool：　And　leav'st　them；　as　they　feed　and　fill；　A　shepherd　piping　on　a　hill。
  For　sports；　for　pageantry；　and　plays；　Thou　hast　thy　eves；　and　holydays：　On　which　the　young　men　and　maids　meet；　To　exercise　their　dancing　feet：　Tripping　the　comely　country　Round；　With　daffadils　and　daisies　crown'd。　Thy　wakes；　thy　quintels；　here　thou　hast；　Thy　May…poles　too　with　garlands　graced；　Thy　Morris…dance；　thy　Whitsun…ale；　Thy　shearing…feast；　which　never　fail。　Thy　harvest　home；　thy　wassail　bowl；　That's　toss'd　up　after　Fox　i'　th'　hole：　Thy　mummeries；　thy　Twelve…tide　kings　And　queens；　thy　Christmas　revellings：　Thy　nut…brown　mirth；　thy　russet　wit；　And　no　man　pays　too　dear　for　it。　To　these；　thou　hast　thy　times　to　go　And　trace　the　hare　i'　th'　treacherous　snow：　Thy　witty　wiles　to　draw；　and　get　The　lark　into　the　trammel　net：　Thou　hast　thy　cockrood；　and　thy　glade　To　take　the　precious　pheasant　made：　Thy　lime…twigs；　snares；　and　pit…falls　then　To　catch　the　pilfering　birds；　not　men。
  O　happy　life！　　if　that　their　good　The　husbandmen　but　understood！　Who　all　the　day　themselves　do　please；　And　younglings；　with　such　sports　as　these：　And　lying　down；　have　nought　t'　affright　Sweet　Sleep；　that　makes　more　short　the　night。　CAETERA　DESUNT
  *17*
  TO　PHILLIS；　TO　LOVE　AND　LIVE　WITH　HIM
  Live；　live　with　me；　and　thou　shalt　see　The　pleasures　I'll　prepare　for　thee：　What　sweets　the　country　can　afford　Shall　bless　thy　bed；　and　bless　thy　board。　The　soft　sweet　moss　shall　be　thy　bed；　With　crawling　woodbine　over…spread：　By　which　the　silver…shedding　streams　Shall　gently　melt　thee　into　dreams。　Thy　clothing　next；　shall　be　a　gown　Made　of　the　fleeces'　purest　down。　The　tongues　of　kids　shall　be　thy　meat；　Their　milk　thy　drink；　and　thou　shalt　eat　The　paste　of　filberts　for　thy　bread　With　cream　of　cowslips　buttered：　Thy　feasting…table　shall　be　hills　With　daisies　spread；　and　daffadils；　Where　thou　shalt　sit；　and　Red…breast　by；　For　meat；　shall　give　thee　melody。　I'll　give　thee　chains　and　carcanets　Of　primroses　and　violets。　A　bag　and　bottle　thou　shalt　have；　That　richly　wrought；　and　this　as　brave；　So　that　as　either　shall　express　The　wearer's　no　mean　shepherdess。　At　shearing…times；　and　yearly　wakes；　When　Themilis　his　pastime　makes；　There　thou　shalt　be；　and　be　the　wit；　Nay　more；　the　feast；　and　grace　of　it。　On　holydays；　when　virgins　meet　To　dance　the　heys　with　nimble　feet；　Thou　shalt　come　forth；　and　then　appear　The　Queen　of　Roses　for　that　year。　And　having　danced　（'bove　all　the　best）　Carry　the　garland　from　the　rest；　In　wicker…baskets　maids　shall　bring　To　thee；　my　dearest　shepherdling；　The　blushing　apple；　bashful　pear；　And　shame…faced　plum；　all　simp'ring　there。　Walk　in　the　groves；　and　thou　shalt　find　The　name　of　Phillis　in　the　rind　Of　every　straight　and　smooth…skin　tree；　Where　kissing　that；　I'll　twice　kiss　thee。　To　thee　a　sheep…hook　I　will　send；　Be…prank'd　with　ribbands；　to　this　end；　This；　this　alluring　hook　might　be　Less　for　to　catch　a　sheep；　than　me。　Thou　shalt　have　possets；　wassails　fine；　Not　made　of　ale；　but　spiced　wine；　To　make　thy　maids　and　self　free　mirth；　All　sitting　near　the　glitt'ring　hearth。　Thou　shalt　have　ribbands；　roses；　rings；　Gloves；　garters；　stockings；　shoes；　and　strings　Of　winning　colours；　that　shall　move　Others　to　lust；　but　me　to　love。　These；　nay；　and　more；　thine　own　shall　be；　If　thou　wilt　love；　and　live　with　me。
  *18*
  THE　WASSAIL
  Give　way；　give　way；　ye　gates；　and　win　An　easy　blessing　to　your　bin　And　basket；　by　our　entering　in。
  May　both　with　manchet　stand　replete；　Your　larders；　too；　so　hung　with　meat；　That　though　a　thousand；　thousand　eat；
  Yet；　ere　twelve　moons　shall　whirl　about　Their　silv'ry　spheres；　there's　none　may　doubt　But　more's　sent　in　than　was　served　out。
  Next；　may　your　dairies　prosper　so；　As　that　your　pans　no　ebb　may　know；　But　if　they　do；　the　more　to　flow；
  Like　to　a　solemn　sober　stream；　Bank'd　all　with　lilies；　and　the　cream　Of　sweetest　cowslips　filling　them。
  Then　may　your　plants　be　press'd　with　fruit；　Nor　bee　or　hive　you　have　be　mute；　But　sweetly　sounding　like　a　lute。
  Last；　may　your　harrows；　shares；　and　ploughs；　Your　stacks；　your　stocks；　your　sweetest　mows；　All　prosper　by　your　virgin…vows。
  Alas！　　we　bless；　but　see　none　here；　That　brings　us　either　ale　or　beer；　In　a　dry…house　all　things　are　near。
  Let's　leave　a　longer　time　to　wait；　Where　rust　and　cobwebs　bind　the　gate；　And　all　live　here　with　needy　fate；
  Where　chimneys　do　for　ever　weep　For　want　of　warmth；　and　stomachs　keep　With　noise　the　servants'　eyes　from　sleep。
  It　is　in　vain　to　sing；　or　stay　Our　free　feet　here；　but　we'll　away：　Yet　to　the　Lares　this　we'll　say：
  'The　time　will　come　when　you'll　be　sad；　'And　reckon　this　for　fortune　bad；　'T'ave　lost　the　good　ye　might　have　had。'
  *19*
  THE　FAIRIES
  If　ye　will　with　Mab　find　grace；　Set　each　platter　in　his　place；　Rake　the　fire　up；　and　get　Water　in；　ere　sun　be　set。　Wash　your　pails　and　cleanse　your　dairies；　Sluts　are　loathsome　to　the　fairies；　Sweep　your　house；　Who　doth　not　so；　Mab　will　pinch　her　by　the　toe。
  *20*
  CEREMONY　UPON　CANDLEMAS　EVE
  Down　with　the　rosemary；　and　so　Down　with　the　bays　and　misletoe；　Down　with　the　holly；　ivy；　all　Wherewith　ye　dress'd　the　Christmas　hall；　That　so　the　superstitious　find　No　one　least　branch　there　left　behind；　For　look；　how　many　leaves　there　be　Neglected　there；　maids；　trust　to　me；　So　many　goblins　you　shall　see。
  *21*
  CEREMONIES　FOR　CANDLEMAS　EVE
  Down　with　the　rosemary　and　bays；　Down　with　the　misletoe；　Instead　of　holly；　now　up…raise　The　greener　box；　for　show。
  The　holly　hitherto　did　sway；　Let　box　now　domineer；　Until　the　dancing　Easter…day；　Or　Easter's　eve　appear。
  Then　youthful　box；　which　now　hath　grace　Your　houses　to　renew；　Grown　old；　surrender　must　his　place　Unto　the　crisped　yew。
  When　yew　is　out；　then　birch　comes　in；　And　many　flowers　beside；　Both　of　a　fresh　and　fragrant　kin；　To　honour　Whitsuntide。
  Green　rushes　then；　and　sweetest　bents；　With　cooler　oaken　boughs；　Come　in　for　comely　ornaments；　To　re…adorn　the　house。　Thus　times　do　shift；　each　thing　his　turn　does　hold；　New　things　succeed；　as　former　things　grow　old。
  *22*
  THE　CEREMONIES　FOR　CANDLEMAS　DAY
  Kindle　the　Christmas　brand；　and　then　Till　sunset　let　it　burn；　Which　quench'd；　then　lay　it　up　again；　Till　Christmas　next　return。
  Part　must　be　kept；　wherewith　to　teend　The　Christmas　log　next　year；　And　where　'tis　safely　kept；　the　fiend　Can　do　no　mischief　there。
  *23*
  FAREWELL　FROST；　OR　WELCOME　SPRING
  Fled　are　the　frosts；　and　now　the　fields　appear　Reclothed　in　fresh　and　verdant　diaper；　Thaw'd　are　the　snows；　and　now　the　lusty　Spring　Gives　to　each　mead　a　neat　enamelling；　The　palms　put　forth　their　gems；　and　every　tree　Now　swaggers　in　her　l