Poems by Richard Lovelace
Depose Your Finger of That Ring
... And please me (faire one) with that pleasure ...
Ad Fabullium. Catul. Lib. I. Ep. 13.
... You shall feed highly, friend: for, know, the ebbs ...
To Aramantha, That She Would Dishevel Her Hair
... VI. Heere wee'll strippe and coole our fire, ...
To My Worthy Friend Mr. Peter Lilly: On That Excellent Pict
... Whilst the true eaglet this quick luster spies, ...
La Bella Bona Roba. To My Lady H. Ode
... V. Thus with her eyes brave Tamyris spake dread, ...
Auson[ius]
... Strange care o' th' gods the murth'resse doth avail! ...
Lucasta's World Epode
... They fann'd this heat, and thaw'd that cold, ...
Princesse Loysa Drawing
... See, see! the darts by which we burn'd ...
To Ellinda Upon His Late Recovery. A Paradox
... IV. Joyes, though witherd, circled me, ...
De Suo In Lesbiam Amore Ep. 88.
... my affections&emsp ...
Ad Juvencium. Cat. Ep. 49.
... JUVENCIUS. Juvencius,&emsp ...
Oreheus To Woods
... Heark! Oh heark! you guilty trees, ...
To Lucasta
... Whilst grief, despair and fear dance to the air ...
When I by Thy Faire Shape Did Sweare
... Of both those stars, which of their spheres bereft, ...
Item
... ITEM. Ictu non potuit primo Cato solvere vitam ...
