Richard Lovelace Poems

I.
Twas not for some calm blessing to deceive,
Thou didst thy polish'd hands in shagg'd furs weave;
It were no blessing thus obtain'd;
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AD FABULLUM. CATUL. LIB. I. EP. 13.

Caenabis bene, mi Fabulle, apud me
Paucis, si dii tibi favent, diebus;
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I.
In the nativity of time,
Chloris! it was not thought a crime
In direct Hebrew for to woe.
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I.

Sweet serene skye-like Flower,
Haste to adorn her Bower :
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AUSON[IUS].

Toxica zelotypo dedit uxor maecha marito,
Nec satis ad mortem credidit esse datum;
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DE ASINO QUI DENTIBUS AENEIDEM CONSUMPSIT.

Carminis iliaci libros consumpsit asellus;
Hoc fatum Troiae est: aut equus, aut asinus.
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PORTII LICINII.

Si Phoebi soror es, mando tibi, Delia, causam,
Scilicet, ut fratri quae peto verba feras:
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I.
Tis true the beauteous Starre
To which I first did bow
Burnt quicker, brighter far,
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QUINTI CATULI.

Constiteram exorientem Auroram forte salutans,
Cum subito a laeva Roscius exoritur.
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IN RUFUM. CATUL. EP. 64.

Noli admirari, quare tibi foemina nulla,
Rufe, velit tenerum supposuisse femur;
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