Richard Lovelace

(1618-1657 / London / England)

A La Chabot - Poem by Richard Lovelace

A LA CHABOT.

Object adorable et charmant!
Mes souspirs et mes pleurs tesmoignent mon torment;
Mais mon respect m'empeche de parler.
Ah! que peine dissimuler!
Et que je souffre de martyre,
D'aimer et de n'oser le dire!

TO THE SAME AYRE IN ENGLISH, THUS,

Object adorable of charms!
My sighs and tears may testifie my harms;
But my respect forbids me to reveal.
Ah, what a pain 'tis to conceal!
And how I suffer worse then hell,
To love, and not to dare to tell!


Comments about A La Chabot by Richard Lovelace

  • (7/27/2018 11:54:00 PM)


    you, you !
    What a suckin' vid' what isn'T -.-
    dunno how I despise you -eater.
    If I could come over; first I fist your micropenis - then I literally in your empty skull -
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002



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