"To Lucasta, Going to the Wars" by Richard Lovelace

To Lucasta, Going to the Wars

by Richard Lovelace

Tell me not (Sweet) I am unkind,
That from the nunnery
Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind
To war and arms I fly.

True, a new mistress now I chase,
The first foe in the field;
And with a stronger faith embrace
A sword, a horse, a shield.

Yet this inconstancy is such
As you too shall adore;
I could not love thee (Dear) so much,
Lov'd I not Honour more.

"Split the Lark" by Emily Dickinson

Split the Lark

by Emily Dickinson

Split the Lark–and you'll find the Music–

Bulb after Bulb, in Silver rolled–

Scantily dealt to the Summer Morning 

Saved for your Ear when Lutes be old.

Loose the Flood–you shall find it patent–

Gush after Gush, reserved for you–

Scarlet Experiment! Sceptic Thomas!

Now, do you doubt that your Bird was true?