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Poem by Richard Lovelace


Courante Monsieur


That frown, Aminta, now hath drown'd
Thy bright front's pow'r, and crown'd
Me that was bound.
No, no, deceived cruel, no!
Love's fiery darts,
Till tipt with kisses, never kindle hearts.

Adieu, weak beauteous tyrant, see!
Thy angry flames meant me,
Retort on thee:
For know, it is decreed, proud fair,
I ne'r must dye
By any scorching, but a melting, eye. 



Richard Lovelace


Richard Lovelace's other poems:
  1. Cupid Far Gone
  2. The Faire Begger
  3. Lucasta's World
  4. The Vintage to the Dungeon
  5. To Lucasta, From Prison


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