Ayres and dialogues For One, Two, and Three Voyces. By Henry Lawes ... The First Booke |
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To Amarantha, To dishevell her haire.
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To Amarantha, To dishevell her haire.
Amarantha
sweet & fair,
forbear to brade that shining hair,
as my curious hand or eye,
hov'ring round thee let it flye;
let it flye as unconfin'd,
as it's calm ravisher the wind,
who ha's left his Darling the East,
to wanton o're this spicy Nest.
forbear to brade that shining hair,
as my curious hand or eye,
hov'ring round thee let it flye;
let it flye as unconfin'd,
as it's calm ravisher the wind,
who ha's left his Darling the East,
to wanton o're this spicy Nest.
Ev'ry Tress must be confest,
But neatly tangled at best,
Like a clew of golden thread
Most excellently ravelled;
Do not then wind up that light
In Ribbands, and o're-cloud in Night,
Like the Sun in's early Ray,
But shake your head and scattter Day.
But neatly tangled at best,
Like a clew of golden thread
Most excellently ravelled;
Do not then wind up that light
In Ribbands, and o're-cloud in Night,
Like the Sun in's early Ray,
But shake your head and scattter Day.
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