| Francis T. Palgrave, ed. (18241897). The Golden Treasury. 1875. |
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| Colonel Lovelace |
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| LXXXIII. To Lucasta, on Going to the Wars |
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| TELL me not, Sweet, I am unkind | |
| That from the nunnery | |
| Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind, | |
| To war and arms I fly. | |
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| True, a new mistress now I chase, | 5 |
| The first foe in the field; | |
| And with a stronger faith embrace | |
| A sword, a horse, a shield. | |
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| Yet this inconstancy is such | |
| As you too shall adore; | 10 |
| I could not love thee, Dear, so much, | |
| Loved I not Honour more. | |
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