Poeticous Logo
fr
English Español Français Italiano
Richard Lovelace

Richard Lovelace

De Puero Et Praecone. Catul.

DE PUERO ET PRAECONE.  CATUL.
 
Cum puero bello praeconem qui videt esse,
 Quid credat, nisi se vendere discupere?
 
 
                   CATUL.
 
With a fair boy a cryer we behold,
What should we think, but he would not be sold?

#EnglishWriters

Autres oeuvres par Richard Lovelace...
Theophile Being Deny’D His Addresses to King James, Turned the Affront to His Own Glory in This Epigram

THEOPHILE BEING DENY… TURNED THE AFFRONT T… Si Jaques, le Roy du scavior, Ne trouue bon de me voir, Voila la cause infallible!
An Elegie. on the Death of Mrs. Cassandra Cotton, Only Sist

Hither with hallowed steps as is t… That must enshrine this saint with… And sad aspects as the dark vails… Virgins opprest, draw gently, gent… Enter the dismall chancell of this…
Love Conquer’D

The childish god of love did swear… Thus: By my awfull bow and quiver… Yon’ weeping, kissing, smiling pai… I’le scatter all their vowes i’ th… And their knit imbraces shiver.
Gratiana Dancing and Singing

See! with what constant motion Even and glorious, as the sunne, Gratiana steeres that noble frame, Soft as her breast, sweet as her v… That gave each winding law and poy…
Mar. Lib. IV. Ep. 33.

MAR. LIB. IV. EP. 33. Et latet et lucet, Phaetontide co… Ut videatur apis nectare clausa su… Sic modo, quae fuerat vita contemp… Funeribus facta est jam preciosa s…
Love Conquer'd

THE childish God of Love did swe… Thus: by my awfull Bow and Quive… Yon’ weeping, kissing, smiling pai… I’le scatter all their vowes i’ th… And their knit imbraces shiver.
A Loose Saraband

AH me! the little Tyrant Theefe! As once my heart was playing, He snatcht it up and flew away, Laughing at all my praying. II
La Bella Bona Roba. to my Lady H. Ode

Tell me, ye subtill judges in love… Inform me, which hath most inricht… This diamonds greatnes, or its cla… II. Ye cloudy spark lights, whose vast…
To my truely valiant, learned Friend, who in his booke resolv'd the Art Gladiatory into the Mathematick's

Hearke, reader! wilt be learn’d it… A gen’rall in a gowne? Strike a league with arts and scar… And snatch from each a crowne? II
Ode to Lucasta. the Rose

Sweet serene skye—like Flower, Haste to adorn her Bower: From thy long clowdy bed, Shoot forth thy damaske head. II.
Paris’s Second Judgement, Upon the Three Daughters of my De

Behold! three sister-wonders, in w… Distinct and chast, the splendrous… Of Juno, Venus and the warlike M… Each in their three divinities arr… The majesty and state of Heav’ns…
The Scrutinie

Why should you sweare I am forswo… Since thine I vow’d to be? Lady it is already Morn, And ’twas last night I swore to t… That fond impossibility.
Sonnet: Now the Peace is made at the Foes rate

Now the Peace is made at the Foes… Whilst men of Armes to Kettles th… And drinke in Caskes of Honourabl… In ev’ry hand a Cup be found, That from all Hearts a health may…
De Quintia Et Sesbia. Ep. 87

DE QUINTIA ET LESBIA. EP… Quintia formosa est multis, mihi c… Recta est; haec ego sic singula co… Tota illud formosa nego: nam multa… Nulla in tam magno est corpore mic…
Ausonius Epig

AUSONIUS EPIG. Emptis quod libris tibi bibliothec… Doctum et grammaticum te, philomus… Quinetiam cytharas, chordas et bar… Mercator hodie, cras citharoedus,…



Haut