 | Poetical remains (1872) |  |
Song.
[Love! I am thy slave confest!]
Love! I am thy slave confest!
Pardon thou the wild opinion
Which my frantic mind possest:
O forgive the foolish breast
That abjured thy just dominion.
Pardon thou the wild opinion
Which my frantic mind possest:
O forgive the foolish breast
That abjured thy just dominion.
Once indeed I fondly thought
Love grown weaker, reason stronger;
But experience I have bought,
Me my folly Chloe taught;
And alas! I boast no longer
Love grown weaker, reason stronger;
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Me my folly Chloe taught;
And alas! I boast no longer
Beauty I can calmly view,
And defy the charming treason;
Wit alone I promise too
Never shall my heart subdue,
Nor deceive my watchful reason.
And defy the charming treason;
Wit alone I promise too
Never shall my heart subdue,
Nor deceive my watchful reason.
But when wit and beauty blend
In a fair so good and tender,
How shall I myself defend?
To thine altar, Love, I bend,
And my vanquished heart surrender.
In a fair so good and tender,
How shall I myself defend?
To thine altar, Love, I bend,
And my vanquished heart surrender.
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