Author Robert Herrick Although we cannot turne the fervent fit Of sin, we must strive 'gainst the streame of it: And howsoe're we have the conquest mist; 'Tis for our glory, that we did resist. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments