1 HAPPY and free, securely blest, No Beauty could disturb my Rest; My am'rous Heart was in Despair, To find a new victorious Fair: 2 Till you, descending on our Plains, With foreign Force renew my Chains; Where now you rule without Controul, The mighty Sov'reign of my Soul. 3 Your Smiles have more of conqu'ring Charm Than all your Native Country's Arms: Their Troops we can expel with Ease, Who vanquish only when we please. 4 But in your Eyes, oh, there's the Spell! Who can see them, and not rebel? You make us Captives by your Stay, Yet kill us if you go away. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SHERMAN by RICHARD WATSON GILDER UPON MY LADY CARLISLE'S WALKING IN HAMPTON COURT GARDEN by JOHN SUCKLING IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 82 by ALFRED TENNYSON RID OF HIS ENGINE by ALEXANDER ANDERSON ON BEING QUIZZED BY BALIEV by LEONARD BACON (1887-1954) THE ECCENTRIC by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 43 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH |