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Ayres and Dialogues

(To be Sung to the Theorbo-Lute or Base-Violl)

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(13) Roses (Loves delight)

[I]

Roses (Loves delight) let's joyn
To the red cheek'd God of Wine:
Roses crown us, while we laugh,
And the juyce of Autumn quaff:
Roses of all Flowers the King;
Roses the fresh pride oth' spring:

II

Joy of every Deitie;
Love, when with the graces he
For the Ball himself disposes,
Crowns his golden hair with Roses.
Circling then with these our brow
We'l to Bacchus Temple go:

The Close.

There some willing Beauty lead,
And a youthful measure tread.