Love

A loose Saraband.

by Richard Lovelace 1617–1657

Love

NAy, prethee Dear, draw nigher,
yet closer, nigher yet;
Here is a double Fire,
A dry one and a wet▪
True lasting Heavenly Fuel
Puts out the Vestal jewel,
When once we twining marry
Mad Love with wilde Canary▪

Off with that crowned Venice
'Till all the House doth flame,
Wee'l quench it straight in Rhe…sh,
Or what we must not name:
Milk …ightning still asswageth,
So when our …ury rageth,
As th' only means to cross it,
Wee'l drown it in Love's posset.

Love never was Well-willer,
Unto my Nag or mee,
Ne'r watter'd us ith' Cellar,
But the cheap Buttery:
At th' head of his own Barrells,
Where broach'd are all his Quarrels,
…hould a true noble Master
…till make his Guest his Taster.

See all the World how't staggers,
More ugly drunk then we,
As if far gone in daggers,
And blood it seem'd to be:
We drink our glass of Roses,
Which nought but sweets discloses,
Then in our Loyal Chamber,
Refresh us with Loves Amber.

Now tell me, thou fair Cripple,
That dumb canst scarcely see
Th' almightinesse of Tipple,
And …h' ods 'twixt thee and thee:
What of Elizium's missing?
Still Drinking and still Kissing;
Adoring plump October;
Lord! what is Man and Sober?

Now, is there such a Tri…le
As Honour, the fools Gyant,
VVhat is there left to rifle,
When Wine makes all parts plyant.
Let o…hers Glory follow,
In their false riches wallow,
And with their grief be merry;
Leave me but Love and Sherry.

MLA

Lovelace, Richard. “A loose Saraband.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/lovelace/15/.

Chicago

Lovelace, Richard. “A loose Saraband.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/lovelace/15/.

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