You charm'd me not with that fair face

Original Text: 
John Dryden, An Evening's love (London: T. N. for Henry Herringman, 1671). Wing 2273
2    Though it was all divine:
3To be another's is the grace,
4    That makes me wish you mine.
5  The Gods and Fortune take their part
6    Who like young monarchs fight;
7And boldly dare invade that heart
8    Which is another's right.
9  First mad with hope we undertake
10    To pull up every bar;
11But once possess'd, we faintly make
12    A dull defensive war.
13  Now every friend is turn'd a foe
14    In hope to get our store:
15And passion makes us cowards grow,
16    Which made us brave before.


1] From An Evening's Love, Act II, scene i. Back to Line
Publication Start Year: 
RPO poem Editors: 
N. J. Endicott
RPO Edition: 
2RP 1.480.