Richard Lovelace. 1618-1657? John Bartlett, comp. 1919. Familiar Quotations, 10th ed.

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John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.

Richard Lovelace. (1618–1657?)

    Oh, could you view the melody
  Of every grace
  And music of her face, 1
You ’d drop a tear;
  Seeing more harmony
  In her bright eye
Than now you hear.

Orpheus to Beasts.

I could not love thee, dear, so much,
Lov’d I not honour more.

To Lucasta, on going to the Wars.

When flowing cups pass swiftly round
With no allaying Thames. 2

To Althea from Prison, ii.

Fishes that tipple in the deep,
Know no such liberty.

To Althea from Prison, ii.

    Stone walls do not a prison make,
  Nor iron bars a cage;
Minds innocent and quiet take
  That for an hermitage;
If I have freedom in my love,
  And in my soul am free,
Angels alone that soar above
  Enjoy such liberty.

To Althea from Prison, iv.

Note 1.
See Browne, Quotation 8.

The mind, the music breathing from her face.—Lord Byron: Bride of Abydos, canto i. stanza 6. [back]

Note 2.
See Shakespeare, Coriolanus, Quotation 3. [back]

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