Friday, August 7, 2009

POEMS

1. TO ALTHEA FROM PRISON
WHEN LOVE WITH UNCONFINED WINGS HOVERS WITHIN MY GATES AND MY DIVINE ALTHEAA BRINGS TO WHISPER AT MY GRATES WHEN I LIE TANGLED IN HER HAIR AND FETTERED WITH HER EYE THE BIRDS THAT WANTON IN THE AIR KNOW NO SUCH LIBERTY WHEN FLOWING CUPS PASS SWIFTLY ROUND WITH NO ALLAYING THAMES OUR CARELESS HEADS WITH ROSES CROWNED OUR HEARTS WITH LOYAL FLAMES WHEN THIRSTY GRIEF IN WINE WE STEEP WHEN HEALTH AND DRAUGHTS GO FREE FISHES THAT TIPPLE IN THE DEEP KNOW NO SUCH LIBERY WHEN LINNET LIKE CONFINED WITH SRILLER THROAT SHALL SING THE MERCY SWEETNESS MAJESTY AND GLORIES OF MY KING WHEN I SHALL VOICE ALOUD HOW GOOD HE IS HOW GREAT SHOULD BE THE ENLARGED WINDS THAT CURL THE FLOOD KNOW NO SUCH LIBERY STONE WALLS DONOT A PRISON MAKE NO IRON BARS A CAGE MINDS INNONCENT AND QUIET TAKE THAT FOR AN HERMITAGE IF I HAD FREEDOM IN MY LOVE AND IN MY SOUL AM FREE ANGELS ALONE THAT SOAR ABOVE EJOY SUCH LIBERY RICHARD LOVELACE

2 BELIEVE ME IF ALL THOSE ENDEARING YOUNG CHARMS
BELIEVE ME IF ALL THOSE ENDEARING YOUNG CHARMS WHICH I GAZW SO FONDLY TODAY WERE TO CHANGE BY TOMORROW AND FLEET IN MY ARMS LIKE FAIRY GIFTS FADING AWAY THOU WOULDST STILL BE ADORED AS THIS MOMENT THOU ART LET THY LOVELINESS FADE AS IT WILL AND AROUND THE DEAR RUIN EACH WISH OF MY HEART WOULD ENTWINE ITSELF VERDANTLY STILL IT IS NOT BEAUTY AND YOUTH ARE THINE OWN AND THY CHEEKS UNPROFANED BY A TEAR THAT THE FERVOR AND FAITH OF A SOUL MY BE KNOWN TO WHICH TIME WILL BUT MAKE THEE MORE DEAR NO THE HEART THAT HAS TRULY LOVED NEVVER FORGETS BUT AS TRULY LOVES ON TO THE CLOSE AS THE SUNFLOWER TURNS TO HER GOD WHEN HE SETS THE SAME LOOK WHICH SHE TURNED WHEN HE ROSE THOMAS MOORE

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