|
|
|
Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LA BELLA BONA ROBA, by RICHARD LOVELACE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography
First Line: I cannot tell who loves the skeleton
Last Line: Pass rascal deer, strike me the largest doe.
Subject(s): Prostitution; Harlots; Whores; Brothels
First Line: I cannot tell who loves the skeleton
Last Line: Pass rascal deer, strike me the largest doe.
Subject(s): Prostitution; Harlots; Whores; Brothels
I cannot tell who loves the skeleton
Of a poor marmoset, naught but bone, bone.
Give me a nakedness with her clothes on.
Such whose white-satin upper coat of skin,
Cut upon velvet rich incarnadin,
Has yet a body (and of flesh) within.
Sure it is meant good husbandry in men,
Who so incorporate with aery lean,
To repair their sides, and get their rib again.
Hard hap unto that huntsman that decrees
Fat joys for all his sweat, whenas he sees,
After his 'say, naught but his keeper's fees.
Then Love, I beg, when next thou takest thy bow,
Thy angry shafts, and dost heart-chasing go,
Pass rascal deer, strike me the largest doe.
Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!
Other Poems of Interest...
LOVING YOU IN FLEMISH by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR
A MAN AND WOMAN ABSOLUTELY WHITE by ANDRE BRETON
AFTER THREE PHOTOGRAPHS OF BRASSAI by NORMAN DUBIE
THE VIOLENT SPACE by ETHERIDGE KNIGHT
AN OLD WHOREHOUSE by MARY OLIVER
CHICAGO CABARET by KENNETH REXROTH
FOR A MASSEUSE AND PROSTITUTE by KENNETH REXROTH
HARRISON STREET COURT by CARL SANDBURG
GRATIANA DANCING AND SINGING by RICHARD LOVELACE
THE GRASSHOPPER; TO MY NOBLE FRIEND MR. CHARLES COTTON by RICHARD LOVELACE