The Poems Of Richard Lovelace Quotes

“I could not love thee, Dear, so much,
Loved I not Honour more.”
― Richard Lovelace, The Lucasta Poems

“To Lucasta, 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 thou too shalt adore;
I could not love thee, Dear, so much,
Loved I not Honour more.”
― Richard Lovelace, The Lucasta Poems