To Lucasta, Going To The Wars
Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind,
That from the nunnery
Of thy chaste breasts, 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,
Loved I not honour more.
(2 votes, average: 3.50 out of 5)Related poetry:
- To Lucasta, Going Beyond The Seas If to be absent were to be Away from thee; Or that when I am gone, You or I were […]...
- A Garden, Written after the Civil Wars SEE how the flowers, as at parade, Under their colours stand display’d: Each regiment in order grows, That of the […]...
- To Lucasta on Going to the War – For the Fourth Time It doesn’t matter what’s the cause, What wrong they say we’re righting, A curse for treaties, bonds and laws, When […]...
- WARS & RUMORS OF WARS “Ye shall hear of wars and rumors of wars; See that ye not be troubles; All these things must come […]...
- To Coleridge Oh! there are spirits of the air, And genii of the evening breeze, And gentle ghosts, with eyes as fair […]...
- 237. Song-It is na, Jean, thy Bonie Face IT is na, Jean, thy bonie face, Nor shape that I admire; Altho’ thy beauty and thy grace Might weel […]...
- 233. Song-O were I on Parnassus Hill O, WERE I on Parnassus hill, Or had o’ Helicon my fill, That I might catch poetic skill, To sing […]...
- Song of the Battle Eve (Time the Ninth Century) To-morrow, comrade, we On the battle-plain must be, There to conquer, or both lie low! The […]...
- Love and Life All my past life is mine no more, The flying hours are gone, Like transitory dreams giv’n o’er, Whose images […]...
- All My Past Life All my past life is mine no more, The flying hours are gone, Like transitory dreams given o’er, Whose images […]...
- To My Inconstant Mistress When thou, poor excommunicate From all the joys of love, shalt see The full reward and glorious fate Which my […]...
- The Doubter's Prayer Eternal Power, of earth and air! Unseen, yet seen in all around, Remote, but dwelling everywhere, Though silent, heard in […]...
- On This Day I Complete My Thirty-Sixth Year Missolonghi, Jan. 22, 1824 ‘Tis time this heart should be unmoved, Since others it hath ceased to move: Yet, though […]...
- A Hymn Eternal power of earth and air, Unseen, yet seen in all around, Remote, but dwelling everywhere, Though silent, heard in […]...
- Harvest Day is the hero’s shield, Achilles’ field, The light days are the angels. We the seed. Against eternal light and […]...
- Wars IN the old wars drum of hoofs and the beat of shod feet. In the new wars hum of motors […]...
- Gil-galad Gil-galad was an Elven-king. Of him the harpers sadly sing: The last whose realm was fair and free Between the […]...
- My Wars are laid away in Books My Wars are laid away in Books I have one Battle more A Foe whom I have never seen But […]...
- An Evening Thought: Salvation by Christ, with Penetential Cries Salvation comes by Christ alone, The only Son of God; Redemption now to every one, That love his holy Word. […]...
- Examination at the Womb-Door Who owns those scrawny little feet? Death. Who owns this bristly scorched-looking face? Death. Who owns these still-working lungs? Death. […]...
- Sonnet 43 – How do I love thee? Let me count the ways How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height […]...
- Ah, Are You Digging On My Grave? “Ah, are you digging on my grave, My loved one? planting rue?” “No: yesterday he went to wed One of […]...
- Sonnet XIII: Phoebus Was Judge Phoebus was judge between Jove, Mars, and Love, Of those three gods, whose arms the fairest were: Jove’s golden shield […]...
- The Vanquished Knight I HAVE left all upon the shameful field, Honour and Hope, my God, and all but life; Spurless, with sword […]...
- Stand Fast! Stand fast, Great Britain! Together England, Scotland, Ireland stand One in the faith that makes a mighty land, True to […]...
- Stanzas Oh, weep not, love! each tear that springs In those dear eyes of thine, To me a keener suffering brings, […]...
- Parting Address From Z. Z. To A. E O weep not, love! each tear that springs In those dear eyes of thine, To me a keener suffering brings […]...
- On the Religious Memory of Mrs. Catherine Thomson, my Christian Friend, Deceased Dec. 16, 1646 When Faith and Love, which parted from thee never, Had ripened thy just soul to dwell with God, Meekly thou […]...
- Sonnet V: It Is Most True It is most true, that eyes are form’d to serve The inward light; and that the heavenly part Ought to […]...
- A Revocation WHAT should I say? Since Faith is dead, And Truth away From you is fled? Should I be led With […]...
- Girl (three) and the black horse i want to hold the horse’s string Cried the girl (three) stamping her foot Told by adults she was much […]...
- A Dead Friend I. Gone, O gentle heart and true, Friend of hopes foregone, Hopes and hopeful days with you Gone? Days of […]...
- Holy Sonnet XIX: Oh, To Vex Me, Contraries Meet In One Oh, to vex me, contraries meet in one: Inconstancy unnaturally hath begot A constant habit; that when I would not […]...
- Wapentake To Alfred Tennyson Poet! I come to touch thy lance with mine; Not as a knight, who on the listed […]...
- Joyful, Joyful, We Adore Thee Joyful, joyful we adore Thee, God of glory, Lord of love, Hearts unfold like flowers before Thee, hail Thee as […]...
- In Memoriam A. H. H.: The Prelude Strong Son of God, immortal Love, Whom we, that have not seen thy face, By faith, and faith alone, embrace, […]...
- My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun (Sonnet 130) My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips’ red; If snow be […]...
- Ballade To Our Lady WRITTEN FOR HIS MOTHER Dame du ciel, regents terrienne, Emperiere des infemaux palus…. Lady of Heaven and earth, and therewithal […]...
- Sonnet CXXX My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips’ red; If snow be […]...
- The Half-way House Love I was shewn upon the mountain-side And bid to catch Him ere the dropp of day. See, Love, I […]...