State Tracts Containing Many Necessary Observations and Reflections on the State of our Affairs at Home and Abroad; With some Secret Memoirs. By the Author of the Examiner [i.e. William Oldisworth] |
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A Song set to Musick and Sung at York-Buildings.
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A Song set to Musick and Sung at York-Buildings.
You that Beauty's Flame adore
Tell me by what Magick Pow'r
All your Cares are softned so
Lovers know not what they do.
Tell me by what Magick Pow'r
All your Cares are softned so
Lovers know not what they do.
How you're charm'd with ev'ry Fair
Celia's Wit and Cloe's Air,
Or like Poppets how you move
Here and there by Wires of Love.
Celia's Wit and Cloe's Air,
Or like Poppets how you move
Here and there by Wires of Love.
Come tell me each Swain
That has felt the kind Pain,
When the God does prevail
In the Head or the Tail.
Is not Love then a Riddle
A Dance without Fiddle,
That make all Men Addle,
Then he that is free
From the Halter like me,
May mount any Jade without Saddle.
That has felt the kind Pain,
When the God does prevail
In the Head or the Tail.
Is not Love then a Riddle
A Dance without Fiddle,
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Then he that is free
From the Halter like me,
May mount any Jade without Saddle.
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