Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LUCASTA LAUGHING, by RICHARD LOVELACE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Hark how she laughs aloud Last Line: Is still the pleasant'st jest. Subject(s): Laughter | ||||||||
HARK how she laughs aloud, Although the world put on its shroud; Wept at by the fantastic crowd, Who cry, One drop let fall From her might save the universal ball. She laughs again At our ridiculous pain; And at our merry misery She laughs until she cry. Sages, forbear That ill-contrived tear, Although your fear Doth barricado hope from your soft ear. That which still makes her mirth to flow Is our sinister-handed woe, Which downwards on its head doth go; And ere that it is sown, doth grow. This makes her spleen contract, And her just pleasure feast; For the unjustest act Is still the pleasant'st jest. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BUCOLIC COMEDY: THE FOX; FOR ANN PEARN by EDITH SITWELL THE GREAT CAROUSAL by LOUIS UNTERMEYER THE ORIGIN OF LAUGHTER by JOHN UPDIKE LAUGHING SONG, FR. SONGS OF INNOCENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE HER MERRIMENT by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES SONG OF THREE SMILES by WILLIAM STANLEY MERWIN MANDRAKE'S SONG; FRAGMENT by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES THE LAUGHING WOMAN by WILLIAM ROSE BENET GRATIANA DANCING AND SINGING by RICHARD LOVELACE LA BELLA BONA ROBA by RICHARD LOVELACE THE GRASSHOPPER; TO MY NOBLE FRIEND MR. CHARLES COTTON by RICHARD LOVELACE |
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