Monday, February 18, 2013

Poem of the Week

Richard Lovelace. 1618–1658
  
 To Lucasta, going to the Wars
  
TELL me not, Sweet, I am unkind, 
  That from the nunnery 
Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind 
  To war and arms I fly. 
 
True, a new mistress now I chase,         5
  The first foe in the field; 
And with a stronger faith embrace 
  A sword, a horse, a shield. 
 
Yet this inconstancy is such 
  As thou too shalt adore;  10
I could not love thee, Dear, so much, 
  Loved I not Honour more.

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