To Lucasta Going To The Wars
Read 'To Lucasta Going To The Wars' by 'Richard Lovelace' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind,
That from the nunnery
Of thy chaste breasts, 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 you too shall adore;
I could not love thee, Dear, so much,
Loved I not honour more.
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