Richard Lovelace
London / England
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To Lucasta. The Rose.

Rating: 2.7
I.
Sweet serene skye-like flower,
Haste to adorn her bower;
From thy long clowdy bed
Shoot forth thy damaske head.

II.
New-startled blush of FLORA!
The griefe of pale AURORA,
Who will contest no more,
Haste, haste, to strowe her floore.
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Chinedu Dike 21 August 2019
Well expressed thought and feelings. An insightful creation.
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