William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Restoration Verse. 1910.
The Fair StrangerJohn Dryden (16311700)
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No beauty could disturb my rest;
My amorous heart was in despair,
To find a new victorious fair:
With foreign force renew my chains;
Where now you rule without control,
The mighty sovereign of my soul.
Than all your native country’s arms:
Their troops we can expel with ease,
Who vanquish only when we please.
Who can see them, and not rebel?
You make us captives by your stay,
Yet kill us if you go away.