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The Library of the World’s Best Literature. An Anthology in Thirty Volumes. 1917.

Richard Lovelace (1618–1658)

To Lucasta, on 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 should adore:

I could not love thee, dear, so much,

Loved I not honor more.