Reach with your whiter hands to me
Some crystal of the spring;
And I about the cup shall see
Fresh lilies flourishing.
Or else, sweet nymphs, do you but this—
To th' glass your lips incline;
And I shall see by that one kiss
The water turn'd to wine.
I am busy working to bring Robert Herrick's "To the Water-Nymphs Drinking at the Fountain" to life through some unique musical arrangements and will have a full analysis of the poem here for you later.
In the meantime, I invite you to explore the poem's themes, structure, and meaning. You can also check out the gallery for other musical arrangements or learn more about Robert Herrick's life and contributions to literature.
Check back soon to experience how "To the Water-Nymphs Drinking at the Fountain" transforms when verse meets melody—a unique journey that makes poetry accessible, engaging, and profoundly moving in new ways.