To Lucasta, Going to the Wars
Richard Lovelace
1617 to 1657
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The first foe in the field;
Yet this inconstancy is such
Lov'd I not Honour more.
A sword, a horse, a shield.
Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind
True, a new mistress now I chase,
Tell me not (Sweet) I am unkind,
To war and arms I fly.
That from the nunnery
As you too shall adore;
And with a stronger faith embrace
I could not love thee (Dear) so much,