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 magnifieTheir 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
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