Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO LUCASTA (1), by RICHARD LOVELACE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Like to the sent'nel stars, I watch all night Last Line: And in each mangled part my heart you 'll see. | ||||||||
LIKE to the sent'nel stars, I watch all night; For still the grand round of your light, And glorious breast, Awakes in me an east, Nor will my rolling eyes e'er know a west. Now on my down I 'm toss'd as on a wave, And my repose is made my grave; Fluttering I lie, Do beat myself and die, But for a resurrection from your eye. Ah, my fair murd'ress! dost thou cruelly heal, With various pains to make me well? Then let me be Thy cut anatomy, And in each mangled part my heart you 'll see. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LA BELLA BONA ROBA by RICHARD LOVELACE THE GRASSHOPPER; TO MY NOBLE FRIEND MR. CHARLES COTTON by RICHARD LOVELACE THE SCRUTINY; SONG by RICHARD LOVELACE TO ALTHEA, FROM PRISON by RICHARD LOVELACE TO AMARANTHA, THAT SHE WOULD DISHEVEL HER HAIR by RICHARD LOVELACE TO LUCASTA, [ON] GOING BEYOND THE SEAS by RICHARD LOVELACE TO LUCASTA, [ON] GOING TO THE WARS by RICHARD LOVELACE A BLACK PATCH ON LUCASTA'S FACE (1) by RICHARD LOVELACE A BLACK PATCH ON LUCASTA'S FACE (2) by RICHARD LOVELACE |
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