John Dryden (1631–1700). The Poems of John Dryden. 1913.
Songs, Odes, and Lyrical PiecesThe Fair Stranger
A Song
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HNo Beauty could disturb my Rest;
My am’rous Heart was in Despair,
To find a new victorious Fair:
With foreign Force renew my Chains;
Where now you rule without Controul,
The mighty Sov’reign 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.