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With that delight the Royal captiv's brought	A
Before the throne to breath his farewell thought	A
To tel his last tale and so end with it	B
Which gladly he esteemes a benefit	B
When the brave victor at his great soule dumbe	C
Findes something there fate cannot overcome	C
Cals the chain'd prince and by his glory led	D
First reaches him his crowne and then his head	D
Who ne're 'til now thinks himself slave and poor	E
For though nought else he had himselfe before	F
He weepes at this faire chance nor wil allow	G
But that the diadem doth brand his brow	G
And under rates himselfe below mankinde	D
Who first had lost his body now his minde	D
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With such a joy came I to heare my dombe	C
And haste the preparation of my tombe	C
When like good angels who have heav'nly charge	H
To steere and guide mans sudden giddy barge	H
She snatcht me from the rock I was upon	I
And landed me at life's pavillion	J
Where I thus wound out of th' immense abysse	K
Was straight set on a pinacle of blisse	K
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Let me leape in againe and by that fall	L
Bring me to my first woe so cancel all	L
Ah 's this a quitting of the debt you owe	M
To crush her and her goodnesse at one blowe	M
Defend me from so foule impiety	D
Would make friends grieve and furies weep to see	K
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Now ye sage spirits which infuse in men	N
That are oblidg'd twice to oblige agen	N
Informe my tongue in labour what to say	K
And in what coyne or language to repay	K
But you are silent as the ev'nings ayre	O
When windes unto their hollow grots repaire	O
Oh then accept the all that left me is	K
Devout oblations of a sacred wish	P
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When she walks forth ye perfum'd wings oth' East	D
Fan her 'til with the Sun she hastes to th' West	D
And when her heav'nly course calles up the day	K
And breakes as bright descend some glistering ray	K
To circle her and her as glistering haire	O
That all may say a living saint shines there	O
Slow Time with woollen feet make thy soft pace	K
And leave no tracks ith' snow of her pure face	K
But when this vertue must needs fall to rise	K
The brightest constellation in the skies	K
When we in characters of fire shall reade	D
How cleere she was alive how spotless dead	D
All you that are a kinne to piety	K
For onely you can her close mourners be	K
Draw neer and make of hallowed teares a dearth	Q
Goodnes and justice both are fled the earth	Q
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If this be to be thankful I'v a heart	D
Broaken with vowes eaten with grateful smart	D
And beside this the vild world nothing hath	R
Worth anything but her provoked wrath	R
So then who thinkes to satisfie in time	C
Must give a satisfaction for that crime	C
Since she alone knowes the gifts value she	K
Can onely to her selfe requitall be	K
And worthyly to th' life paynt her owne story	K
In its true colours and full native glory	K
Which when perhaps she shal be heard to tell	S
Buffoones and theeves ceasing to do ill	T
Shal blush into a virgin innocence	K
And then woo others from the same offence	K
The robber and the murderer in 'spite	D
Of his red spots shal startle into white	D
All good rewards layd by shal stil increase	K
For love of her and villany decease	K
Naught be ignote not so much out of feare	K
Of being punisht as offending her	K
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So that when as my future daring bayes	K
Shall bow it selfe in lawrels to her praise	K
To crown her conqu'ring goodnes and proclaime	C
The due renowne and glories of her name	C
My wit shal be so wretched and so poore	K
That 'stead of praysing I shal scandal her	K
And leave when with my purest art I'v done	N
Scarce the designe of what she is begunne	N
Yet men shal send me home admir'd exact	D
Proud that I could from her so wel detract	D
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Where then thou bold instinct shal I begin	N
My endlesse taske To thanke her were a sin	N
Great as not speake and not to speake a blame	C
Beyond what's worst such as doth want a name	C
So thou my all poore gratitude ev'n thou	G
In this wilt an unthankful office do	D
Or wilt I fling all at her feet I have	U
My life my love my very soule a slave	V
Tye my free spirit onely unto her	K
And yeeld up my affection prisoner	K
Fond thought in this thou teachest me to give	W
What first was hers since by her breath I live	X
And hast but show'd me how I may resigne	N
Possession of those thing are none of mine	N

Richard Lovelace

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