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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?

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Gratiana Dancing

SHE beat the happy pavement— By such a star made firmament,    Which now no more the roof envi…    But swells up high, with Atlas…    Bearing the brighter nobler hea…
Gratiana Dauncing 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 po…
To Fletcher Reviv’d

How have I bin religious? what st… Has scap’t me, that I never under… Have I hel-guarded Haeresie o’rth… Heald wounded states? made kings a… That FATE should be so merciful…
Another

As I beheld a winter’s evening ai… Curl’d in her court-false-locks of… Butter’d with jessamine the sun le… II. Galliard and clinquant she appear’…
On the Best, Last, and Only Remaning Comedy of Mr. Fletcher. the Wild Goose Chase

I’m un-ore-clowded, too! free from… The blind and late Heaven’s-eyes… Obscured with the false fires of h… Not half those souls are lightned… Unhappy murmurers, that still repi…
The Lady A. L.

WITH that delight the Royal Cap… Before the Throne, to breath his… To tel his last tale, and so end w… Which gladly he esteemes a Benefi… When the brave Victor at his grea…
La Bella Bona Roba

TELL me, ye subtill judges in lo… Inform me, which hath most inricht… This diamonds greatnes, or its cla… II. Ye cloudy spark lights, whose vast…
Valiant Love

Now fie upon that everlasting life… She hates! Ah me! It makes me m… As if love fir’d his torch at a mo… Or with his joyes e’re crown’d the… Oh, let me live and shout, when I…
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…
To my Dear Friend Mr. E[ldred] R[evett]. on His Poems Moral

Cleft as the top of the inspired h… Struggles the soul of my divided q… Whilst this foot doth the watry mo… That Sinai’s living and enlivenin… Behold my powers storm’d by a twis…
To Lucasta

I laugh and sing, but cannot tell Whether the folly on’t sounds well… But then I groan, Methinks, in tune; Whilst grief, despair and fear dan…
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!
Orpheus to Woods

Heark! Oh heark! you guilty Tre… In whose gloomy Galleries Was the cruell’st murder done, That e’re yet eclipst the Sunne ; Be then henceforth in your twigges
To Lucasta, I Laugh and Sing

I laugh and sing, but cannot tell Whether the folly on’t sounds well… But then I groan, Methinks, in tune; Whilst grief, despair and fear dan…
A Paradox

TIS true the beauteous Starre To which I first did bow Burnt quicker, brighter far Then that which leads me now ; Which shines with more delight:



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