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John Dryden (1631–1700).  The Poems of John Dryden.  1913.
Songs from the Plays
“Wherever I am, and whatever I doe,” from The Conquest of Granada
WHEREVER I am, and whatever I doe,
  My Phillis is still in my mind:
When angry I mean not to Phillis to goe,
  My Feet of themselves the way find:
Unknown to my self I am just at her door,        5
And when I would raile, I can bring out no more,
  Than Phillis too fair and unkind!
When Phillis I see, my Heart bounds in my Breast,
  And the Love I wou’d stifle is shown:
But asleep, or awake, I am never at Rest        10
  When from my Eyes Phillis is gone!
Sometimes a sad Dream does delude my sad mind,
But, alas, when I wake and no Phillis I find
  How I sigh to my self all alone.
Should a King be my Rival in her I adore
  He should offer his Treasure in vain:
O let me alone to be happy and poor,
  And give me my Phillis again:
Let Phillis be mine, and but ever be kind
I could to a Desart with her be confin’d,        20
  And envy no Monarch his Raign.
Alas, I discover too much of my Love,
  And she too well knows her own power!
She makes me each day a new Martydom prove,
  And makes me grow jealous each hour:        25
But let her each minute torment my poor mind
I had rather love Phillis both False and Unkind,
  Than ever be freed from her Pow’r.

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