Latine Songs With their English: and Poems. By Henry Bold ... Collected and perfected by Captain William Bold |
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SONG. VIII.
I
Wert thou far fairer than thou art,Which lies not in the power of art;
Or had'st thou in thine Eyes more darts,
Than ever Cupid shot at Hearts,
Yet if they were not throw'n at me,
I would not cast one thought on thee.
II
I'de rather marry a disease,Than court a thing cannot please,
She that will cherish my Desires,
Must feed my Flames with equal Fires!
What sweetness is there in a kiss,
To him that doubts the Heart's not his?
III
I love thee not 'cause thou art Fair,Softer than Down, sweeter than Air,
Nor for these Cupids that do Lye,
In every Corner of thine Eye.
But would'st thou know what it may be,
'Tis I love you, 'cause you love me.
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