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Poem by Richard Lovelace


The Rose


I.

Sweet serene skye-like Flower,
Haste to adorn her Bower:
From thy long clowdy bed,
Shoot forth thy damaske head.

II.

New-startled blush of Flora!
The griefe of pale Aurora,
Who will contest no more;
Haste, haste, to strowe her floore.

III.

Vermilion Ball that's given
From lip to lip in Heaven;
Love's Couches cover-led:
Haste, haste, to make her bed.

IV.

Dear Offspring of pleas'd Venus,
And Jollie, plumpe Silenus;
Haste, haste, to decke the Haire
Of th' only, sweetly Faire.

V.

See! Rosie is her Bower,
Her floore is all this Flower;
Her Bed a Rosie nest
By a Bed of Roses prest.

VI.

But early as she dresses,
Why fly you her bright Tresses?
Ah! I have found I feare;
Because her Cheekes are neere. 



Richard Lovelace


Richard Lovelace's other poems:
  1. To Lucasta, I Laugh And Sing
  2. A Fly Caught In A Cobweb
  3. The Vintage to the Dungeon
  4. Upon the Curtain of Lucasta's Picture, It was Thus Wrought
  5. Gratiana Dancing And Singing


Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Samuel Coleridge The Rose ("As late each flower that sweetest blows")
  • Robert Southey The Rose ("Nay EDITH! spare the rose!--it lives--it lives")
  • William Cowper The Rose ("The rose had been washed, just washed in a shower")
  • William Browne The Rose ("A ROSE, as fair as ever saw the North")
  • Isabella Crawford The Rose ("The Rose was given to man for this")
  • Sara Teasdale The Rose ("BENEATH my chamber window")

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