| Herbert J.C. Grierson, ed. (1886–1960). Metaphysical Lyrics & Poems of the 17th C. 1921. |
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| Andrew Marvell |
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| 64. The Fair Singer |
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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, | |
| Joyning themselves in fatal Harmony; | |
| That while she with her Eyes my Heart does bind, | 5 |
| She with her Voice might captivate my Mind. | |
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| I could have fled from One but singly fair: | |
| My dis-intangled Soul it self might save, | |
| Breaking the curled trammels of her hair. | |
| But how should I avoid to be her Slave, | 10 |
| Whose subtile Art invisibly can wreath | |
| My Fetters of the very Air I breath? | |
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| It had been easie fighting in some plain, | |
| Where Victory might hang in equal choice. | |
| But all resistance against her is vain, | 15 |
| Who has th' advantage both of Eyes and Voice. | |
| And all my Forces needs must be undone, | |
| She having gained both the Wind and Sun. | |
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