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i. , there
was entered at Stationers' Hall, "The severall poems written by Master
Robert Herrick," a book which, as far as is known, never saw the light.
It was probably, however, to this book that Herrick addressed the poem
(405) beginning:--

"Have I not blest thee? Then go forth, nor fear
Or spice, or fish, or fire, or close-stools here";

and we may fairly regard the first five hundred poems of _Hesperides_
as representing the intended collection of 1640, with a few additions,
and the last six hundred as for the most part later, and I must add,
inferior work. This is borne out by the absence of any manuscript
versions of poems in the second half of the book. Herrick's verses would
only be passed from hand to hand when he was living among the wits in
London.

1046. _Twilight. _ Ovid, _Amores_, I. v. 5, 6: Crepuscula . . . ubi nox
abiit, nec tamen orta dies.

1048.
_Consent makes the cure. _ Seneca, _Hippol. _ 250: Pars sanitatis
velle sanari fuit.

1050. _Causeless whipping. _ Ovid, _Heroid. _ v. 7, 8: Leniter ex merito
quicquid patiare, ferendum est; Quae venit indignae poena, dolenda
venit. Quoted by Montaigne, III. xiii.

1052. _His comfort. _ Terence, _Adelph. _ I. i. 18: Ego .