Richard Lovelace

(1618-1657 / London / England)

Richard Lovelace Poems

161. Mart. Lib. I. Epi. 14. 12/31/2002
162. Ad Juvencium. Cat. Ep. 49. 12/31/2002
163. Ausonius 12/31/2002
164. Ad Quintium. Cat. Ep. 83 12/31/2002
165. A Mock Song 12/31/2002
166. Ad Sylonem. Ep. 104. 12/31/2002
167. Ad M. T. Ciceronem. Catul Ep. 50. 12/31/2002
168. Ad Lesbiam, Cat. Ep. 73 12/31/2002
169. To Althea From Prison. 12/31/2002
170. A Fly Caught In A Cobweb 12/31/2002
171. o aAarantha; Tat sSe wWuld dDshevell hHr hHire 1/1/2004
172. To Lucasta, Going To The Wars 12/31/2002
173. " To His Fairest Valentine Mrs. A. L. 12/31/2002
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" To His Fairest Valentine Mrs. A. L.

"Come, pretty birds, present your lays,
And learn to chaunt a goddess praise;
Ye wood-nymphs, let your voices be
Employ'd to serve her deity:
And warble forth, ye virgins nine,
Some music to my Valentine.

"Her bosom is love's paradise,
There is no heav'n but in her eyes;
She's chaster than the turtle-dove,
And fairer than the queen of love:
Yet all perfections do combine
To beautifie my Valentine.

"She's Nature's choicest cabinet,
Where honour, beauty, worth and wit
Are all ...

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Mart. Lib. I. Epi. 14.

MART. LIB. I. EPI. 14.

Casta suo gladium cum traderet Arria Paeto,
Quem de visceribus traxerat ipsa suis;
Si qua fides, vulnus quod feci non dolet, inquit:
Sed quod tu facies, hoc mihi, Paete, dolet.


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