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Robert Herrick (1591-1674)

Corinna's Going a-Maying


              1Get up, get up for shame, the blooming Morn
              2Upon her wings presents the god unshorn.
              3      See how Aurora throws her fair
              4      Fresh-quilted colours through the air;
              5      Get up, sweet slug-a-bed, and see
              6      The dew bespangling herb and tree.
              7Each flower has wept, and bow'd toward the east,
              8Above an hour since; yet you not drest,
              9      Nay! not so much as out of bed?
            10      When all the birds have matins said,
            11      And sung their thankful hymns, 'tis sin,
            12      Nay, profanation, to keep in,
            13Whenas a thousand virgins on this day
            14Spring, sooner than the lark, to fetch in May.

            15Rise; and put on your foliage, and be seen
            16To come forth, like the spring-time, fresh and green;
            17      And sweet as Flora. Take no care
            18      For jewels for your gown, or hair;
            19      Fear not, the leaves will strew
            20      Gems in abundance upon you;
            21Besides, the childhood of the day has kept,
            22Against you come, some orient pearls unwept;
            23      Come and receive them while the light
            24      Hangs on the dew-locks of the night;
            25      And Titan on the eastern hill
            26      Retires himself, or else stands still
            27Till you come forth. Wash, dress, be brief in praying;
            28Few beads are best when once we go a-Maying.

            29Come, my Corinna, come; and, coming, mark
            30How each field turns a street, each street a park
            31      Made green and trimm'd with trees; see how
            32      Devotion gives each house a bough
            33      Or branch; each porch, each door ere this
            34      An ark, a tabernacle is,
            35Made up of white-thorn, neatly interwove;
            36As if here were those cooler shades of love.
            37      Can such delights be in the street
            38      And open fields and we not see't?
            39      Come, we'll abroad; and let's obey
            40      The proclamation made for May,
            41And sin no more, as we have done, by staying;
            42But my Corinna, come, let's go a-Maying.

            43There's not a budding boy, or girl, this day,
            44But is got up, and gone to bring in May.
            45      A deal of youth, ere this, is come
            46      Back, and with white-thorn laden, home.
            47      Some have despatch'd their cakes and cream,
            48      Before that we have left to dream;
            49And some have wept, and woo'd, and plighted troth,
            50And chose their priest, ere we can cast off sloth;
            51      Many a green-gown has been given;
            52      Many a kiss, both odd and even;
            53      Many a glance too has been sent
            54      From out the eye, love's firmament;
            55Many a jest told of the keys betraying
            56This night, and locks pick'd, yet we're not a-Maying.

            57Come, let us go, while we are in our prime;
            58And take the harmless folly of the time.
            59      We shall grow old apace, and die
            60      Before we know our liberty.
            61      Our life is short, and our days run
            62      As fast away as does the sun;
            63And as a vapour, or a drop of rain,
            64Once lost, can ne'er be found again,
            65      So when or you or I are made
            66      A fable, song, or fleeting shade,
            67      All love, all liking, all delight
            68Lies drown'd with us in endless night.
            69Then while time serves, and we are but decaying,
            70Come, my Corinna, come, let's go a-Maying.

Notes

2] god unshorn: Apollo.

14] May: hawthorn.

17] Flora: goddess of flowers, honoured on May-day.

22] Against you come: in readiness for your coming.

25] Tiran: the sun-god.

28] beads: prayers.

51] green-gown: by rolling in the grass.

57 ff.] The stanza echoes phrases from Horace and Catullus.


Online text copyright © 2009, Ian Lancashire (the Department of English) and the University of Toronto.
Published by the Web Development Group, Information Technology Services, University of Toronto Libraries.

Original text: Robert Herrick, Hesperides (London: for John Williams and F. Eglesfield to be sold by Thomas Hunt, 1648), of which a section called "His Noble Numbers: or, his Pious Pieces" has a separate title-page dated 1647. Facs. edn. Menston: Scolar, 1969. PR 3512 H4 1648A ROBA
First publication date: 1648
RPO poem editor: N. J. Endicott
RP edition: 3RP 1.197-98.
Recent editing: 4:2002/2/6

Form: 7-couplet stanzas


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