I YIELD, dear enemy, nor know How to resist so fair a foe! Who would not thy soft yoke sustain, And bow beneath thy easy chain, That with a bondage bless'd might be, Which far transcends all liberty? But since I freely have resign'd At first assault my willing mind, Insult not o'er my captiv'd heart With too much tyranny and art, Lest by thy scorn thou lose the prize Gain'd by the power of thy bright eyes, And thou this conquest thus shalt prove, Though got by Beauty, kept by Love! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OF DISTRESS BEING HUMILIATED BY THE CLASSICAL CHINESE POETS by HAYDEN CARRUTH LAUS INFANTIUM by WILLIAM CANTON GOOD NIGHT by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE BLUE AND THE GRAY by FRANCIS MILES FINCH THE STENOGRAPHERS by PATRICIA KATHLEEN PAGE PEG OF LIMAVADDY by WILLIAM MAKEPEACE THACKERAY PRESIDENT LINCOLN'S BURIAL HYMN by WALT WHITMAN A SWEET NOSEGAY: AUTHOR MAKETH HER WILL & TESTAMENT: A COMMUNICATION . by ISABELLA WHITNEY |