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TO LUCASTA (1) by RICHARD LOVELACE

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First Line: LIKE TO THE SENT'NEL STARS, I WATCH ALL NIGHT
Last Line: AND IN EACH MANGLED PART MY HEART YOU 'LL SEE.
LIKE to the sent'nel stars, I watch all night;
For still the grand round of your light,
And glorious breast,
Awakes in me an east,
Nor will my rolling eyes e'er know a west.

Now on my down I 'm toss'd as on a wave,
And my repose is made my grave;
Fluttering I lie,
Do beat myself and die,
But for a resurrection from your eye.

Ah, my fair murd'ress! dost thou cruelly heal,
With various pains to make me well?
Then let me be
Thy cut anatomy,
And in each mangled part my heart you 'll see.



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