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Night. To Lucasta Night. To Lucasta

Night. To Lucasta
Night! loathed jaylor of the lock'd up sun, And tyrant-turnkey on committed day,Bright eyes lye fettered in thy dungeon, And Heaven it self doth thy dark wards obey. Thou dost arise our living hell; With thee grones, terrors, furies dwell; Until LUCASTA doth awake,And with her beams these heavy chaines off shake.Behold! with opening her almighty lid,Bright eyes break rowling, and with lustre spread, And captive day his chariot mounted is; Night to her proper hell is beat, And screwed to... Poems - Post by : StudentLoans - Date : October 2011 - Author : Richard Lovelace - Read : 849

Lucasta Laughing Lucasta Laughing

Lucasta Laughing
Heark, how she laughs aloud,Although the world put on its shrowd:Wept at by the fantastic crowd, Who cry: one drop, let fallFrom her, might save the universal ball. She laughs again At our ridiculous pain; And at our merry misery She laughs, until she cry. Sages, forbear That ill-contrived tear, Although your fearDoth barricado hope from your soft ear.That which still makes her... Poems - Post by : pgamse - Date : October 2011 - Author : Richard Lovelace - Read : 2048

To Lucasta. Her Reserved Looks To Lucasta. Her Reserved Looks

To Lucasta. Her Reserved Looks
LUCASTA, frown, and let me die, But smile, and see, I live;The sad indifference of your eye Both kills and doth reprieve.You hide our fate within its screen; We feel our judgment, ere we hear.So in one picture I have seen An angel here, the devil there.(The end)Richard Lovelace's poem: To Lucasta. Her Reserved Looks... Poems - Post by : gemgifts - Date : October 2011 - Author : Richard Lovelace - Read : 3586

The Dedication The Dedication

The Dedication
LUCASTA (fair, but hapless maid!)Once flourisht underneath the shadeOf your illustrious Mother; now,An orphan grown, she bows to you!To you, her vertues' noble heir;Oh may she find protection there!Nor let her welcome be the less,'Cause a rough hand makes her address:One (to whom foes the Muses are)Born and bred up in rugged war:For, conscious how unfit I am,I only have pronounc'd her nameTo waken pity in your brest,And leave her tears to plead the rest. (The end)Richard Lovelace's poem: Dedication... Poems - Post by : winningteam1 - Date : October 2011 - Author : Richard Lovelace - Read : 1178

To Fletcher Reviv'd To Fletcher Reviv'd

To Fletcher Reviv'd
To Fletcher Reviv'd.How have I bin religious? what strange goodHas scap't me, that I never understood?Have I hel-guarded Haeresie o'rthrowne?Heald wounded states? made kings and kingdoms one?That FATE should be so merciful to me,To let me live t' have said I have read thee. Faire star, ascend! the joy! the life! the lightOf this tempestuous age, this darke worlds sight!Oh, from thy crowne of glory dart one flameMay strike a sacred reverence, whilest thy name(Like holy flamens to their god of day)We bowing, sing; and whilst we praise, we pray. Bright spirit! whose aeternal motionOf wit, like Time, stil... Poems - Post by : iskender - Date : October 2011 - Author : Richard Lovelace - Read : 2179

To My Truely Valiant, Learned Friend To My Truely Valiant, Learned Friend

To My Truely Valiant, Learned Friend
To My Truely Valiant, Learned Friend; who in his Book resolv'd the Art Gladiatory into the Mathematicks (1638). I.Hearke, reader! wilt be learn'd ith' warres? A gen'rall in a gowne?Strike a league with arts and scarres, And snatch from each a crowne? II.Wouldst be a wonder? Such a one, As should win with a looke?A bishop in a... Poems - Post by : griggsupport - Date : October 2011 - Author : Richard Lovelace - Read : 938

Clitophon And Lucippe Translated Clitophon And Lucippe Translated

Clitophon And Lucippe Translated
TO THE LADIES. Pray, ladies, breath, awhile lay byCaelestial Sydney's ARCADY;Heere's a story that doth claimeA little respite from his flame:Then with a quick dissolving lookeUnfold the smoothnes of this book,To which no art (except your sight)Can reach a worthy epithite;'Tis an abstract of all volumes,A pillaster of all columnesFancy e're rear'd to wit, to beThe smallest gods epitome,And so compactedly expresseAll lovers pleasing wretchednes. Gallant Pamela's majestyAnd her sweet sisters modestyAre fixt in each of you; you are,Distinct, what these together were;Divinest, that are reallyWhat Cariclea's feign'd to be;That are ev'ry one the Nine,And brighter here Astreas shine;View... Poems - Post by : ccweng - Date : October 2011 - Author : Richard Lovelace - Read : 2306

An Princess Katherine Born, Christened, Buried In One Day (elegy) An Princess Katherine Born, Christened, Buried In One Day (elegy)

An Princess Katherine Born, Christened, Buried In One Day (elegy)
AN ELEGIE. PRINCESSE KATHERINE BORNE, CHRISTENED, BURIED, IN ONE DAY. You, that can haply mixe your joyes with cries,And weave white Ios with black Elegies,Can caroll out a dirge, and in one breathSing to the tune either of life, or death;You, that can weepe the gladnesse of the spheres,And pen a hymne, in stead of inke, with teares;Here, here your unproportion'd wit let fall,To celebrate this new-borne funerall,And greete that little greatnesse, which from th' wombeDropt both a load to th' cradle and the tombe. Bright soule! teach us, to warble with what feetThy swathing linnen and thy winding... Poems - Post by : dteeple - Date : October 2011 - Author : Richard Lovelace - Read : 2403

A Dialogue Betwixt Cordanus And Amoret A Dialogue Betwixt Cordanus And Amoret

A Dialogue Betwixt Cordanus And Amoret
(a Dialogue Betwixt Cordanus and Amoret, On a Lost Heart)Cord. Distressed pilgrim, whose dark clouded eyesSpeak thee a martyr to love's cruelties,Whither away?Amor.What pitying voice I hear,Calls back my flying steps?Cord. Pr'ythee, draw near.Amor. I shall but say, kind swain, what doth becomeOf a lost heart, ere to ElysiumIt wounded walks?Cord. First, it does freely flyeInto the pleasures of a lover's eye;But, once condemn'd to scorn, it fetter'd lies,An ever-bowing slave to tyrannies.Amor. I pity its sad fate, since its offenceWas but for love. Can tears recall it thence?Cord. O no, such tears, as do for pity call,She... Poems - Post by : robert_godwin - Date : October 2011 - Author : Richard Lovelace - Read : 1135

The Faire Begger The Faire Begger

The Faire Begger
I.Comanding asker, if it be Pity that you faine would have,Then I turne begger unto thee, And aske the thing that thou dost crave.I will suffice thy hungry need,So thou wilt but my fancy feed. II.In all ill yeares, was ever knowne On so much beauty such a dearth?Which, in that thrice-bequeathed gowne, Lookes like the Sun eclipst with Earth,Like gold in canvas, or with dirtUnsoyled Ermins close begirt.... Poems - Post by : doston - Date : October 2011 - Author : Richard Lovelace - Read : 2874

La Bourbon La Bourbon

La Bourbon
DONE MOY PLUS DE PITIE OU PLUS DE CREAULTE, CAR SANS CI IE NE PUIS PAS VIURE, NE MORIR. I.Divine Destroyer, pitty me no more, Or else more pitty me;Give me more love, ah, quickly give me more, Or else more cruelty! For left thus as I am, My heart is ice and flame; And... Poems - Post by : p00kie - Date : October 2011 - Author : Richard Lovelace - Read : 1487

I Cannot Tell (sonnet) I Cannot Tell (sonnet)

I Cannot Tell (sonnet)
I.I cannot tell, who loves the skeletonOf a poor marmoset; nought but boan, boan;Give me a nakednesse, with her cloath's on. II.Such, whose white-sattin upper coat of skin,Cut upon velvet rich incarnadin,Has yet a body (and of flesh) within. III.Sure, it is meant good husbandry in men,Who do incorporate with aery leane,T' repair their sides, and get their ribb agen.... Poems - Post by : boboreilly - Date : October 2011 - Author : Richard Lovelace - Read : 3065

La Bella Bona Roba. To My Lady H. La Bella Bona Roba. To My Lady H.

La Bella Bona Roba. To My Lady H.
ODE. I.Tell me, ye subtill judges in loves treasury,Inform me, which hath most inricht mine eye,This diamonds greatnes, or its clarity? II.Ye cloudy spark lights, whose vast multitudeOf fires are harder to be found then view'd,Waite on this star in her first magnitude. III.Calmely... Poems - Post by : wooshus - Date : October 2011 - Author : Richard Lovelace - Read : 3858

Valiant Love Valiant Love

Valiant Love
I.Now fie upon that everlasting life! I dye! She hates! Ah me! It makes me mad;As if love fir'd his torch at a moist eye, Or with his joyes e're crown'd the sad.Oh, let me live and shout, when I fall on; Let me ev'n triumph in the first attempt! Loves duellist from conquest 's not exempt,When his fair murdresse shall not gain one groan,And he expire ev'n in ovation. II.Let me make my approach,... Poems - Post by : earthmover - Date : October 2011 - Author : Richard Lovelace - Read : 4239

To A Lady That Desired Me I Would Bear My Part With Her In A Song To A Lady That Desired Me I Would Bear My Part With Her In A Song

To A Lady That Desired Me I Would Bear My Part With Her In A Song
MADAM A. L. This is the prittiest motion:Madam, th' alarums of a drummeThat cals your lord, set to your cries,To mine are sacred symphonies. What, though 'tis said I have a voice;I know 'tis but that hollow noiseWhich (as it through my pipe doth speed)Bitterns do carol through a reed;In the same key with monkeys jiggs,Or dirges of proscribed piggs,Or the soft Serenades aboveIn calme of night, when cats make love. Was ever such a consort seen!Fourscore and fourteen with forteen?Yet sooner they'l agree, one paire,Then we in our spring-winter aire;They may imbrace, sigh, kiss, the rest:Our breath... Poems - Post by : SiteSwitcher - Date : October 2011 - Author : Richard Lovelace - Read : 727

To His Dear Brother Colonel F. L. (mourning My Brother) To His Dear Brother Colonel F. L. (mourning My Brother)

To His Dear Brother Colonel F. L. (mourning My Brother)
IMMODERATELY MOURNING MY BROTHER UNTIMELY DEATH AT CARMARTHEN. I.If tears could wash the ill away,A pearle for each wet bead I'd pay;But as dew'd corne the fuller growes,So water'd eyes but swell our woes. II.One drop another cals, which still(Griefe adding fuell) doth distill;Too fruitfull of her selfe is anguish,We need no cherishing to languish.... Poems - Post by : vmax21 - Date : October 2011 - Author : Richard Lovelace - Read : 2281

A Guiltlesse Lady Imprisoned: After Penanced (song) A Guiltlesse Lady Imprisoned: After Penanced (song)

A Guiltlesse Lady Imprisoned: After Penanced (song)
I.Heark, faire one, how what e're here is Doth laugh and sing at thy distresse;Not out of hate to thy reliefe, But joy t' enjoy thee, though in griefe. II.See! that which chaynes you, you chaine here; The prison is thy prisoner;How much thy jaylor's keeper art! He bindes your hands, but you his heart. III.The gyves to rase... Poems - Post by : mrtigre5 - Date : October 2011 - Author : Richard Lovelace - Read : 3431

Sir Thomas Wortley's Sonnet Answered Sir Thomas Wortley's Sonnet Answered

Sir Thomas Wortley's Sonnet Answered
(THE SONNET. I. No moreThou little winged archer, now no more As heretofore,Thou maist pretend within my breast to bide, No more,Since cruell Death of... Poems - Post by : dubbies - Date : October 2011 - Author : Richard Lovelace - Read : 2924

To Generall Goring, After The Pacification At Berwicke (sonnet) To Generall Goring, After The Pacification At Berwicke (sonnet)

To Generall Goring, After The Pacification At Berwicke (sonnet)
TO GENERALL GORING, AFTER THE PACIFICATION AT BERWICKE. A LA CHABOT. I. Now the peace is made at the foes rate,Whilst men of armes to kettles their old helmes translate, And drinke in caskes of honourable plate. In ev'ry hand (let) a cup be found, That from all hearts a health may sound To GORING! to GORING! see 't goe round.... Poems - Post by : daveclark - Date : October 2011 - Author : Richard Lovelace - Read : 2519

To Althea, From Prison To Althea, From Prison

To Althea, From Prison
SONG. I.When love with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates;And my divine ALTHEA brings To whisper at the grates;When I lye tangled in her haire, And fetterd to her eye,The birds, that wanton in the aire, Know no such liberty. II.When flowing cups run swiftly round With no allaying THAMES,Our carelesse heads with roses bound, Our hearts... Poems - Post by : sparrow - Date : October 2011 - Author : Richard Lovelace - Read : 2521