Poems by Richard Lovelace
An Elegie. Princesse Katherine Borne, Christened, Buried, I
... only to call The King and Queen guests to your buriall! ...
Advice To My Best Brother, Coll: Francis Lovelace.
... dream, untill Horrour awake your sense, and you now find ...
To My Noble Kinsman Thomas Stanley, Esq. On His Lyrick Poem
... But yet the spoaks, by which they scal'd so high, ...
A Guiltlesse Lady Imprisoned: After Penanced. Song
... II. See! that which chaynes you, you chaine here ...
Lucasta At The Bath.
... VIII. As sick drinks are with old wine dash'd, ...
A Fly About A Glasse Of Burnt Claret.
... VIII. The chymist, that himself doth still, ...
De Inconstantia Foeminei Amoris
... rapida scribere&emsp ...
Lucasta Weeping
... III. At this she smiled, when straight the sun ...
In Allusion To The French Song. N'entendez Vous Pas Ce Lang
... THIS LANGUAGE WANTS BOTH TONGUE AND VOICE ...
A Forsaken Lady To Her False Servant That Is Disdained By His New Mistriss
... Hayle, holy cold! chaste temper, hayle! the fire ...
Peinture. A Panegyrick To The best Picture Of Friendship, M
... Where then, when all the world pays its respect, ...
The Lady A. L. My Asylum In A Great Exteremity.
... When she walks forth, ye perfum'd wings oth' East, ...
The Snail
... Thou thine own daughter then, and sire, ...
To Dr. F. B[eale]; On His Book Of Chesse.
... Court, clergy, commons, by your law control'd ...
The Ant
... The grain in th' ant's, the ant in the pie's womb, ...
