De Scaevola.

Richard Lovelace

                 DE SCAEVOLA.

Lictorem pro rege necans nunc mutius ultro
  Sacrifico propriam concremat igne manum:
Miratur Porsenna virum, paenamque relaxans
  Maxima cum obscessis faedera a victor init,
Plus flammis patriae confert quam fortibus armis,
  Una domans bellum funere dextra sua.

                  ENGLISHED.

The hand, by which no king but serjeant dies,
Mutius in fire doth freely sacrifice;
The prince admires the Hero, quits his pains,
And Victor from the seige peace entertains;
Rome's more oblig'd to flames than arms or pow'r,
When one burnt hand shall the whole war devour.

Next 10 Poems

• Richard Lovelace : De Suo In Lesbiam Amore Ep. 88.
• Richard Lovelace : Depose Your Finger Of That Ring
• Richard Lovelace : Dialogue Lucasta, Alexis
• Richard Lovelace : Ellinda's Glove. Sonnet
• Richard Lovelace : Female Glory
• Richard Lovelace : Floridi. De Ebrioso
• Richard Lovelace : Gratiana Dancing And Singing
• Richard Lovelace : Gratiana Dauncing And Singing
• Richard Lovelace : Her Muffe
• Richard Lovelace : In Allusion To The French Song. N'entendez Vous Pas Ce Language

Previous 10 Poems

• Richard Lovelace : De Quintia Et Sesbia. Ep. 87
• Richard Lovelace : De Puero Et Praecone. Catul.
• Richard Lovelace : De Inconstantia Foeminei Amoris
• Richard Lovelace : De Catone
• Richard Lovelace : De Asino Qui Dentibus Aeneidem Consumpsit.
• Richard Lovelace : Cupid Far Gone
• Richard Lovelace : Courante Monsieur.
• Richard Lovelace : Clitophon And Lucippe Translated. To The Ladies
• Richard Lovelace : Calling Lucasta From Her Retirement. Ode
• Richard Lovelace : Being Treated. To Ellinda