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Poem by Richard Lovelace


The Rose


I.

Sweet serene skye-like Flower,
Haste to adorn her Bower:
From thy long clowdy bed,
Shoot forth thy damaske head.

II.

New-startled blush of Flora!
The griefe of pale Aurora,
Who will contest no more;
Haste, haste, to strowe her floore.

III.

Vermilion Ball that's given
From lip to lip in Heaven;
Love's Couches cover-led:
Haste, haste, to make her bed.

IV.

Dear Offspring of pleas'd Venus,
And Jollie, plumpe Silenus;
Haste, haste, to decke the Haire
Of th' only, sweetly Faire.

V.

See! Rosie is her Bower,
Her floore is all this Flower;
Her Bed a Rosie nest
By a Bed of Roses prest.

VI.

But early as she dresses,
Why fly you her bright Tresses?
Ah! I have found I feare;
Because her Cheekes are neere. 



Richard Lovelace


Richard Lovelace's other poems:
  1. The Vintage to the Dungeon
  2. Gratiana Dancing And Singing
  3. Lucasta Weeping
  4. Courante Monsieur
  5. To Lucasta, I Laugh And Sing


Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Samuel Coleridge The Rose ("As late each flower that sweetest blows")
  • Robert Southey The Rose ("Nay EDITH! spare the rose!--it lives--it lives")
  • William Cowper The Rose ("The rose had been washed, just washed in a shower")
  • William Browne The Rose ("A ROSE, as fair as ever saw the North")
  • Isabella Crawford The Rose ("The Rose was given to man for this")
  • Sara Teasdale The Rose ("BENEATH my chamber window")

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