What did Robert Herrick mean by: We credit most our sight; one eye doth please Our trust farre more than ten eare-witnesses. - Robert Herrick Poet · England Copy
+ In things a moderation keep; Kings ought to shear, not skin, their sheep. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Robert Herrick, Kings, Sheep, Skins, 0 - Robert Herrick Poet · England
+ Who after his transgression doth repent, Is halfe, or altogether, innocent. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Robert Herrick, Innocent, Repent, Repentance, 0 - Robert Herrick Poet · England
+ He who has suffered shipwreck, fears to sail Upon the seas, though with a gentle gale. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Robert Herrick, Sail, Sea, 0 - Robert Herrick Poet · England
+ Who with a little cannot be content, endures an everlasting punishment. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Robert Herrick, Endure, Punishment, 0 - Robert Herrick Poet · England
+ Learn this of me, where’er thy lot doth fall, Short lot, or not, to be content with all. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Robert Herrick, Contentment, 0 - Robert Herrick Poet · England
+ You say to me-wards your affection’s strong; Pray love me little, so you love me long. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Robert Herrick, Love, Strong, 0 - Robert Herrick Poet · England
+ Love is a circle that doth restless move in the same sweet eternity of love. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Robert Herrick, Love, Sweet, 0 - Robert Herrick Poet · England
+ Give me a kiss, and to that kiss a score: Then to that twenty, add a hundred more. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Robert Herrick, Funny, Kissing, 0 - Robert Herrick Poet · England
I don’t think we should speak so much. What if we were singing a song? We split, whilst singing. - Jean Gabin
I had tears coming out of my eyes. And it was the characters that got me there. - Jean M. Auel Author
Hell, covering all with its gloomy vapors, has cast shadows on even the holiest eyes. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
The glory of my name increases my shame. Less known by mortals, I could better escape their eyes. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
My death, taking the light from my eyes, gives back to the day the purity which they soiled. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
All kinds of frankness and honesty are terrible crimes in the eyes of society. Explain - Jean-Jacques Rousseau Philosopher · Switzerland
