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Richard Lovelace
Stone walls do...
Stone walls do not a prison make
Nor iron bars a cage;
Minds innocent and quiet take
That for an...
If I have...
If I have freedom in my love, And in my soul am free,
-- Angels alone that soar above, Enjoy such...
Lady, it is...
Lady, it is already morn,
And 'twas last night I swore to thee
That fond...
Yet this inconstancy...
Yet this inconstancy is such,
As you too shall adore;
I could not love thee, Dear, so much
Loved I not honour...
Tell me not,...
Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind,
That from the nunnery
Of thy chaste breast, and quiet mind,
To war and arms...
Stone walls do...
Stone walls do not a prison make
Nor iron bars a cage;
Minds innocent and quiet take
That for an...
If I have...
If I have freedom in my love, And in my soul am free,
-- Angels alone that soar above, Enjoy such...
Lady, it is...
Lady, it is already morn,
And 'twas last night I swore to thee
That fond...
Yet this inconstancy...
Yet this inconstancy is such,
As you too shall adore;
I could not love thee, Dear, so much
Loved I not honour...
Tell me not,...
Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind,
That from the nunnery
Of thy chaste breast, and quiet mind,
To war and arms...