The Watch

Robert Herrick

Man is a watch, wound up at first, but never
Wound up again; Once down, he's down for ever.
The watch once down, all motions then do cease;
The man's pulse stopt, all passions sleep in peace.

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• Robert Herrick : The White Island:
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• Robert Herrick : The Widows' Tears; Or, Dirge Of Dorcas
• Robert Herrick : The Wounded Cupid
• Robert Herrick : The Wounded Heart
• Robert Herrick : Things Mortal Still Mutable
• Robert Herrick : Time Was Upon
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• Robert Herrick : To A Gentlewoman, Objecting To Him Hisgray Hairs

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• Robert Herrick : The Silken Snake
• Robert Herrick : The Shower Of Blossoms
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