The Treasury of Musick Containing ayres and dialogues To Sing to the theorbo-lute or basse-viol. Composed |
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[Why Sighs thou Shepherd]
A Dialogue.
Nimph and ShepherdNimph.
Why sighs thou, Shepherd? This passion is not common: Is't for thy Kids or Lambkins?
Shepherd.
For a Woman.
Nimph.
How fair is She that on so sage a brow prints Lowring Looks?
Shep.
Just such a toy as thou.
Nimph.
Is she a Maid?
Shepherd.
What man can Answer that?
Nimph.
Or Widow?
Shep.
No.
Nimph.
What then?
Shepherd.
I know not what: Saint-like she looks, a Syren if she sing; her Eyes are Stones; her Mind, her Mind is ev'ry thing.
Nimph.
If she be fickle, Shepherd leave to wooe, and fancy Me.
Shep.
No, no, Thou art Woman too.
Nimph.
But I am Constant.
Shepherd.
Then thou art not Fair.
Nimph.
Bright as the morning.
Wav'ring as the Air.
Nimph.
What grows upon this Cheek?
Shepherd.
A pure Carnation.
Nimph.
Come taste a Kiss.
Shep.
O sweet, O sweet, O sweet temptation!
Chorus.
O sweet, O sweet temptation!
CHORUS.
Ah Love! how canst thou ever lose the Field? where Cupid lays the Siege the Town must yield: He warms the chiller blood, with glowing fire, and thaws the Icy frost of cold Desire. The Icy frost of cold Desire.
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