<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=448966" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To This Moment a Rebel</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">To this moment a rebel I throw down my arms,<br>Great Love, at first sight of Olinda's bright charms.<br>Make proud and secure by such forces as these,<br>You may now play the tyrant as soon as you please.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When Innocence, Beauty, and Wit do conspire<br>To betray, and engage, and inflame my Desire,<br>Why should I decline what I cannot avoid?<br>And let pleasing Hope by base Fear be destroyed?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her innocence cannot contrive to undo me,<br>Her beauty's inclined, or why should it pursue me?<br>And Wit has to Pleasure been ever a friend,<br>Then what room for Despair, since Delight is Love's end?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There can be no danger in sweetness and youth,<br>Where Love is secured by good nature and truth;<br>On her beauty I'll gaze and of pleasure complain<br>While every kind look adds a link to my chain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Tis more to maintain than it was to surprise,<br>But her Wit leads in triumpth the slave of her eyes;<br>I beheld, with the loss of my freedom before,<br>But hearing, forever must serve and adore.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Too bright is my Goddess, her temple too weak:<br>Retire, divine image! I feel my heart break.<br>Help, Love! I dissolve in a rapture of charms<br>At the thought of those joys I should meet in her arms.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lord+John+Wilmot">Lord John Wilmot</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=448966" data-title="To This Moment a Rebel de Lord John Wilmot" data-description="To this moment a rebel I throw down my arms, Great Love, at first sight of Olinda's bright charms. Make proud and secure by such forces as these, You may now play the tyrant as soon as you please. When Innocence, Beauty, and Wit do conspire To be..."></div> </div> </div>

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