Tixall Poetry/To Phillis ("Phillis, though thy powerfull charmes…")
XIII.
To Phillis.
Phillis, though thy powerfull charmes,
Have foret me from my Celias armes,
That sure defence against all powers,
But those resistles eyes of yours;
Think not your conquest to maintaine,
By rigor, or uniust disdaine;
In vaine, faire nimph, in vaine you strive,
Since love doth seidome hope survive.
Have foret me from my Celias armes,
That sure defence against all powers,
But those resistles eyes of yours;
Think not your conquest to maintaine,
By rigor, or uniust disdaine;
In vaine, faire nimph, in vaine you strive,
Since love doth seidome hope survive.
Although I languish for a time,
Whilst all your glories in their prime
Doe iustifie your crueltie,
By that same force that conquered me;
Yet age will come, at whose command,
Those troups of beauties must disband:
A tirants strength once tooke away,
What slave so dull as to obay?
Whilst all your glories in their prime
Doe iustifie your crueltie,
By that same force that conquered me;
Yet age will come, at whose command,
Those troups of beauties must disband:
A tirants strength once tooke away,
What slave so dull as to obay?
These threatening dangers to remove,
Make me believe at least you love;
Dissemble well, and by that art,
Preserve and governe well my hart:
But if youll learne a nobler way
To keepe your empire from decay,
And so for ever fix your throne,
Be kind, but kind to me alone.
Make me believe at least you love;
Dissemble well, and by that art,
Preserve and governe well my hart:
But if youll learne a nobler way
To keepe your empire from decay,
And so for ever fix your throne,
Be kind, but kind to me alone.