Poem of the day 56

This has been alluded to in by Henlein, but in one of his late novels, which I don’t really enjoy reading.

But that besmirches the poem.

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. 1618–1658

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  1. hearthie said:

    Ah Heinlein… and yes, I remember this quote. To Sail Beyond the Sunset. Probably not good reading material for the teenage girl. Used to be my fav author, and the later novels my preference. Used to be….

    January 27, 2016
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