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To Lucasta, Going To The Wars

Tell me not (Sweet) I am unkind,
That from the nunnery
Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind
To war and arms I fly.

True, a new mistress now I chase,
The first foe in the field;
And with a stronger faith embrace
A sword, a horse, a shield.

Yet this inconstancy is such
As you too shall adore;
I could not love thee (Dear) so much,
Lov'd I not Honour more.

Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002


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  • Monai Williams (12/18/2012 9:20:00 PM)

    Visit my page! Read my poems! I want to be the youngest poet to get poem of the day! ! !

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  • Gajanan Mishra (12/18/2012 4:31:00 AM)

    The first foe in the field. thanks. I like it.

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  • Ian Fraser (12/20/2011 5:36:00 AM)

    Lovelace was a Cavalier (Royalist supporter) during the English Civil War, though it is unlikely he actually fought in it, having been placed under an embargo by Parliament for his previous Royalist activities. The poem nowadays seems rather quaint, though the last two lines are probably his most often quoted.

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  • Ramesh T A (12/18/2009 7:27:00 AM)

    The tempo of poem quite reveals the urgency of matter under consideration!

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  • Frieda Werden (12/18/2005 1:21:00 PM)

    The first line and the last two lines of this poem are probably all in Barlett's, they are so emblematic of the custom wrapped round the patriarchal theft of males from females.

    What I like most about this is the sudden pairing of an amphibrach foot with an anapest (second line of the second verse) in what is mainly an iambic dawdle.

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