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Richard Lovelace

Richard Lovelace

Upon the Curtain of Lucasta’s Picture, It Was Thus Wrought

Oh, stay that covetous hand; first turn all eye,
All depth and minde; then mystically spye
Her soul’s faire picture, her faire soul’s, in all
So truely copied from th’ originall,
That you will sweare her body by this law
Is but its shadow, as this, its;—now draw.

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Altre opere di Richard Lovelace...
To the Genius of Mr. John Hall. on His Exact Translation Of

Tis not from cheap thanks thinly t… Th’ immortal grove of thy fair-ord… Thou planted’st round my humble fa… Stick on thy hearse this sprig of… Nor that your soul so fast was lin…
To Fletcher Reviv'd

HOW have I bin Religious? what s… Ha’s scap’t me that I never under… Have I Hel—guarded Hæresie o’rth… Heald wounded States? made Kings… That Fate should be so merciful t…
To Lucasta Ode Lyrick

Ah LUCASTA, why so bright? Spread with early streaked light! If still vailed from our sight, What is’t but eternall night? II.
De Catone

DE CATONE. Invictus victis in partibus omnia… Vincere qui potuit, te, Cato, non… OF CATO. The world orecome, victorious Cae…
An Elegie. Princesse Katherine Borne, Christened, Buried, in One Day

You, that can haply mixe your joye… And weave white Ios with black El… Can caroll out a dirge, and in one… Sing to the tune either of life, o… You, that can weepe the gladnesse…
Ad Sylonem. Ep. 104.

AD SYLONEM. EP. 104. Aut sodes mihi redde decem sestert… Deindo esto quam vis saevus et ind… Aut si te nummi delectant, desine,… Leno esse, atque idem saevus et in…
The Scrutiny

Why should you swear I am forswor… Since thine I vowed to be? Lady, it is already morn, And ’twas last night I swore to t… That fond impossibility.
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…
Missing Title: Skey: La Bella Bona

I cannot tell, who loves the skele… Of a poor marmoset; nought but boa… Give me a nakednesse, with her clo… II. Such, whose white-sattin upper coa…
Ausonius Lib. Epig.

AUSONIUS LIB. EPIG. Trinarii quodam currentem in litto… Ante canes leporem caeruleus rapui… At lepus: in me omnis terrae pelag… Forsitan et coeli, si canis astra…
To Lucasta. Going Beyond the Seas.

If to be absent were to be Away from thee; Or that when I am gone, You or I were alone; Then my LUCASTA might I crave
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 my Worthy Friend Mr. Peter Lilly : on that excellent Picture of his Majesty, and the Duke of Yorke, drawne by him at Hampton-Court

SEE! what a clouded Majesty! a… Whose glory through their mist dot… See! what an humble bravery doth… And griefe triumphant breaking thr… How it commands the face! so swee…
Being Treated to Ellinda

FOR Cherries plenty, and for Cor… Enough for fifty, were there more… For Elles of Beere Flutes of Can… That well did wash downe pasties—m… For Peason, Chickens, sawces high…
In Allusion to the French Song. N’Entendez Vous Pas Ce Language

CHORUS. THEN UNDERSTAND YOU… THIS LANGUAGE WITHOU… How often have my tears Invaded your soft ears,



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