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Lucasta

Posthume Poems of Richard Lovelace

Lovelace, Richard (1618-1658)

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THE DEDICATION. To the Right Honorable John Lovelace Esquire.

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In allusion to the French-Song. N'entendez vous pas ce language.

Love Inthron'd.

A Black patch on Lucasta's Face.

Lucasta at the Bath.

Courante Monsieur.

A loose Saraband.

Love made in the first Age:

To a Lady withchild that ask'd an Old Shirt.

Cupid far gone.

A Fly caught in a Cobweb.

A Fly about a Glasse of Burnt Claret.

Lute and Voice.

The Toad and Spyder.

The Triumphs OF PHILAMORE and AMORET.

Advice to my best Brother. Coll: Francis Lovelace.

An Anniversary On the Hymeneals of my noble Kinsman Tho. Stanley Esquire.

Paris's Second Judgement, Upon the three Daughters of my Dear Brother Mr. R. Cæsar.

To my Dear Friend Mr. E. R. On his Poems Moral and Divine.

To my Noble Kinsman T. S. Esq; On his Lyrick Poems composed by Mr. J. G.

On the Best, last, and only remaining Comedy of Mr. Fletcher.

To Dr. F. B. On his Book of Chesse.

To the Genius of Mr. John Hall On his exxct Translation of Hierocles his Comment upon the golden Verses of Pythagoras.

On Sanazar's being honoured with six hundred Duckets by the Clarissimi of Venice, for composing an Eligiack Hexastick of The City.

ELEGIES SACRED To the Memory of the AUTHOR:

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Courante Monsieur.

That frown, Aminta now hath drown'd
Thy bright fronts power, and crown'd
Me that was bound.
No, no, deceived Cruel no,
Loves fiery darts
Till tipt with kisses, never kindle Hearts.

Adieu weak beauteous Tyrant, see!
Thy angry flames meant me,
Retort on thee:
For know, it is decreed, proud fair,
I ne'r must dye
By any scorching, but a melting Eye.