Poetic Openings : Richard Lovelace to Richard Lovelace
Poet : Richard Lovelace : Poem : A Fly About A Glasse Of Burnt Claret. : First Line : I.Poet : Richard Lovelace : Poem : A Fly Caught In A Cobweb : First Line : Small type of great ones, that do hum
Poet : Richard Lovelace : Poem : A Forsaken Lady To Her False Servant That Is Disdained By His New Mistriss : First Line : Were it that you so shun me, 'cause you wish
Poet : Richard Lovelace : Poem : A Guiltlesse Lady Imprisoned: After Penanced. Song : First Line : I.
Poet : Richard Lovelace : Poem : A La Bourbon. Done Moy Plus De Pitie Ou Plus De Creaulte, Car Sans Ci Ie Ne Puis Pas Viure, Ne Morir. : First Line : I.
