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Ballads
and Lyrics
by
Bliss Carman
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TO
RICHARD LOVELACE
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AH,
Lovelace, what desires have sway
In the white shadow of your heart,
Which no more measures day by day,
Nor sets the years apart?
How many seasons for your sake
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Have
taught men over, age by age,
“Stone walls do not a prison make,
Nor iron bars a cage!”
Since that first April when you fared
Into the Gatehouse, well content,
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Caring
for nothing so you cared
For honor and for Kent.
How many, since the April rain
Beat drear and blossomless and hoar
Through London, when you left Shoe Lane,
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| A-marching
to no war!
Till now, with April on the sea,
And sunshine in the woven year,
The rain-winds loose from reverie
A lyric and a cheer.
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