Aphra Behn - Love Armed - Ghizela Rowe

Love earnd my aprro band

Love in fantastic triumph sat

Whilst bleeding hearts around him flowed

For whom fresh pains he did create

And strange tyrannic power he showed

From thy bright eyes he took his fire

Which round about in sport he hurled

But 'twas from mine he took desire

Enough to undo the amorous world

From me he took his sighs and tears

From thee his pride and cruelty

From me his languishments and fears

And every killing dart from thee

Thus thou and I the God have armed

And set him up a deity

But my poor heart alone is harmed

Whilst thine the victor is and free