Ayres and dialogues For One, Two, and Three Voyces; To be Sung either to the theorbo-lute or basse-viol |
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Love decyphered.
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Love decyphered.
[I]
Love, Love I fly thy power, my fearful heartHow she may prove arms me against thy Dart;
And though I'm ignorant the Knowing say,
Thy Courtiers have more toilsome Cares then Play;
Therefore I'le hugg my Cave, and Live alone,
And love my Self better for loving none.
II
For what is Love, but th'Brat of fond Conceit,Businesse, of Idleness a very Cheat?
They pay's our dream'd Eliziums, minutes Joys,
With years of perverss Humours, Fear a noyes:
Then welcome Cave, where Prayers and Tears shall prove
My active Businesse for Celestial Love.
III
Here calmly pensive pious Thoughts shall beWith my good Angell, my choice Companie
And Contemplation of those Joys above,
As the same fire shall dead the flames of Love;
The Spring my Drink, the Hearbs my Meat, this Cave
Shall be my Prison, Pallace, Church and Grave.
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