Category Archives: Carew Thomas

To My Inconstant Mistress by Thomas Carew

When thou, poor excommunicate From all the joys of love, shalt see The full reward and glorious fate Which my strong faith shall purchase me, Then curse thine own inconstancy. A fairer hand than thine shall cure That heart, which … Continue reading

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A Rapture by Thomas Carew

I will enjoy thee now, my Celia, come, And fly with me to Love’s Elysium. The giant, Honour, that keeps cowards out, Is but a masquer, and the servile rout Of baser subjects only bend in vain To the vast … Continue reading

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