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Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. 1919. The Oxford Book of English Verse: 1250–1900.

Thomas Otway. 1652–1685

419. The Enchantment

I DID but look and love awhile, 
  ‘Twas but for one half-hour; 
Then to resist I had no will, 
  And now I have no power. 
 
To sigh and wish is all my ease;         5
  Sighs which do heat impart 
Enough to melt the coldest ice, 
  Yet cannot warm your heart. 
 
O would your pity give my heart 
  One corner of your breast,  10
‘Twould learn of yours the winning art, 
  And quickly steal the rest.