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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=499092" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Valiant Love</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I.<br>Now fie upon that everlasting life! I dye!<br> She hates! Ah me! It makes me mad;<br>As if love fir'd his torch at a moist eye,<br> Or with his joyes e're crown'd the sad.<br>Oh, let me live and shout, when I fall on;<br> Let me ev'n triumph in the first attempt!<br> Loves duellist from conquest 's not exempt,<br>When his fair murdresse shall not gain one groan,<br>And he expire ev'n in ovation.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  II.<br>Let me make my approach, when I lye downe<br> With counter-wrought and travers eyes;<br>With peals of confidence batter the towne;<br> Had ever beggar yet the keyes?<br>No, I will vary stormes with sun and winde;<br> Be rough, and offer calme condition;<br> March in and pread, or starve the garrison.<br>Let her make sallies hourely: yet I'le find<br>(Though all beat of) shee's to be undermin'd.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">  III.<br>Then may it please your little excellence<br> Of hearts t' ordaine, by sound of lips,<br>That henceforth none in tears dare love comence<br> (Her thoughts ith' full, his, in th' eclipse);<br>On paine of having 's launce broke on her bed,<br> That he be branded all free beauties' slave,<br> And his own hollow eyes be domb'd his grave:<br>Since in your hoast that coward nere was fed,<br>Who to his prostrate ere was prostrated.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Richard+Lovelace">Richard Lovelace</a><div class=q>
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Now fie upon that everlasting life! I dye!
 She hates! Ah me! It makes me mad;
As if love fir'd his torch at a moist eye,
 Or with his joyes e're crown'd the sad.
Oh, let me live and shout, when I fall on;
 Let me ev'n triumph in the first atte..."></div>
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