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Ayres and dialogues

For One, Two, and Three Voyces; To be Sung either to the theorbo-lute or basse-viol

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Fortune Adored.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


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Fortune Adored.

[I]

Let whining Lovers magnifie
Their little gods great Deitie,
My Love proof-heart
Defies his childish dart;
Nor will I humor any more
That Son of a Whore:
'Tis Fortune, Fortune onely I adore.

II

Then (Sacred Godesse) since I do,
Renounce all Deities for you,
Be kind and free,
Unto your Votarie;
Let my condition happy prove,
And so much above
Men's pity, that it may their envy move.

III

Or if I am decreed to be,
An Object of your Tyranie;
Let me not know,
What 'tis to Ebb and Flow:
Make me no more your Tennis-Ball,
But take away all,
That I may hope to rise, not fear to fall