English poem Need. by Robert Herrick Listen in the reader Share: WhatsApp · Facebook · LinkedIn · X · Copy link Who begs to die for fear of human need, Wisheth his body, not his soul, good speed. More by Robert HerrickMost Words, Less Works.Mr. Robert Herrick: His Farewell Unto Poetry.MRS ELIZ: WHEELER, UNDER THE NAME OF THELOST SHEPHERDESSMultitude.Neglect.Neutrality Loathsome.Never Too Late To Die.No Action Hard To Affection.All 1426 poems by Robert Herrick