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A LADY WITH A FALCON ON HER FIST; TO THE INCOMPARABLE ANNE LOVELACEU, by RICHARD LOVELACE Poet's Biography First Line: This queen of prey (now prey to you) Last Line: In which the nobler is the she. Subject(s): Falcons | ||||||||
THIS queen of prey (now prey to you), Fast to that perch of ivory In silver chains and silken clew, Hath now made full thy victory: The swelling admiral of the dread Cold deep burnt in thy flames, O fair! Was 't not enough, but thou must lead Bound too the princess of the air? Unarm'd of wings and scaly oar, Unhappy crawler on the land, To what heav'n fli'st? div'st to what shore, That her brave eyes do not command? Ascend the chariot of the Sun, From her bright pow'r to shelter thee: Her captive, fool, outgazes him; Ah what lost wretches then are we! Now, proud usurpers on the right Of sacred beauty, hear your doom; Recant your sex, your mast'ry, might; Lower you cannot be o'ercome: Repent ye e'er nam'd he or head, For y' are in falcons' monarchy, And in that just dominion bred, In which the nobler is the she. | Other Poems of Interest...SEND FORTH THE HIGH FALCON by LEONIE ADAMS THE WINDHOVER: TO CHRIST OUR LORD by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS THE LOVER SHOWETH HOW HE IS FORSAKEN by THOMAS WYATT THE FALCON by GRACE UPDEGRAFF BERGEN THE FALCON by DER VON KURENBERG THE FALCON by RICHARD LOVELACE THE FALCON by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL SINCE YOU ASK by CARL PHILLIPS THE FALCON by COVENTRY KERSEY DIGHTON PATMORE |
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