Another one of Marvell 's marvels. Hope you enjoy it as well.
THE FAIR SINGER.
-Andrew Marvell
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TO make a final conquest of all me,
Love did compose so sweet an enemy,
In whom both beauties to my death agree,
Joining themselves in fatal harmony,
That, while she with her eyes my heart does bind,
She with her voice might captivate my mind.
I could have fled from one but singly fair ;
My disentangled soul itself might save,
Breaking the curled trammels of her hair ;
But how should I avoid to be her slave,
When subtle art invisibly can wreathe
My fetters of the very air I breathe ?
It had been easy fighting in some plain,
Where victory might hang in equal choice,
But all resistance against her is vain,
Who has the advantage both of eyes and voice;
And all my forces needs must be undone,
She having gained both the wind and sun.
1 comment:
i've watched u ever since i've seen u, and believe me, u don't deserve such treatment from nyone, not even from a gal u say u love. u may not shout out ur love 4 this gal, but then people can read b/w the lines, can't they?
I wish i culd come out in the open and tell u how i feel abt u, but mayb i shouldn't. u are to leave the college in another two months. u need to concentrate on ur studies. i only wish i had the chance to tell u this before. never mind.
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