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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO LUCASTA (2), by RICHARD LOVELACE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography
First Line: I laugh and sing, but cannot tell
Last Line: Turn all to saraband.
First Line: I laugh and sing, but cannot tell
Last Line: Turn all to saraband.
I LAUGH and sing, but cannot tell
Whether the folly on 't sounds well;
But then I groan,
Methinks in tune,
Whilst Grief, Despair and Fear dance to the air
Of my despised prayer.
A pretty antic Love does this,
Then strikes a galliard with a kiss;
As in the end
The chords they rend:
So you but with a touch from your fair hand
Turn all to saraband.
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