English poem Roaring. by Robert Herrick Listen in the reader Share: WhatsApp · Facebook · LinkedIn · X · Copy link Roaring is nothing but a weeping part Forced from the mighty dolour of the heart. More by Robert HerrickReverence.Reward And Punishments.RewardsRiches And Poverty.Rules For Our Reach.Sabbaths.Safety On The ShoreSafety To Look To Oneself.All 1426 poems by Robert Herrick