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Ayres and Dialogues

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

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[24.] You that unto your Mistress eyes
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[24.] You that unto your Mistress eyes

[I]

You that unto your Mistress eyes
Your hearts do sacrifice,
And offer sighs or tears at Loves rich shrine,
Renounce with me
Th'Idolatrie,
Nor this infernal power esteem divine.

II

The Brand, the Quiver, and the Bow,
Which we did first bestow,
And he as tribute wears from every Lover,
I back again
From him have tane,
And the Impostor now unvail'd discover.

III

I can the feeble childe disarm,
Unty his mystick charm,
Devest him of his Wings, and break his Arrow,
We will obey
No more his sway,
Nor live confin'd to laws or bounds so narrow.

IV

And you bright Beauties that inspire
The boys pa'e torch with fire.
We safely now your subtil power despise,
And (unscorch'd) may
Like Atoms play,
And wanton in the sun-shine of your eyes.

V

Nor think hereafter by new arts
You can bewitch our hearts,
Or raise this Devil by your pleasing charm;
We will no more
His power implore,
Unless like Indians, that he do no harm.