Lucasta Posthume Poems of Richard Lovelace |
THE DEDICATION. To the Right Honorable John Lovelace Esquire.
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Lucasta | ||
THE DEDICATION. To the Right Honorable John Lovelace Esquire.
SIR,
Lucasta (fair, but hapless Maid!)Once flourisht underneath the shade
Of your Illustrious Mother; Now,
An Orphan grown, she bows to you!
To YOU, Her vertues noble Heir,
Oh may she find protection there;
Nor let her welcome be the less
'Cause a rough hand makes her Addresse,
Born and Bred up in Rugged War;
For, Conscious how unfit I am,
I only have pronounc'd her Name,
To waken pity in your Brest,
And leave Her Tears to plead the Rest.
SIR, Your most obedient Servant and Kinsman
Dudley Posthumus-Lovelace.
Lucasta | ||