The Treasury of Musick Containing ayres and dialogues To Sing to the theorbo-lute or basse-viol. Composed |
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Diswasion from Presumption.
Ladies, you that seem so nice,
And as cold in shew as Ice,
And perhaps have held out thrice,
Do not think but in a trice
One or other may entice,
And at last by some device
Set your honours at a price.
And as cold in shew as Ice,
And perhaps have held out thrice,
Do not think but in a trice
One or other may entice,
And at last by some device
Set your honours at a price.
You whose smooth and dainty skin,
Rosie lips, or cheeks, or chin,
All that gaze upon you win;
Yet insult not, sparks within,
Slowly burn ere flames begin,
And presumption still hath bin
Held a most notorious sin.
Rosie lips, or cheeks, or chin,
All that gaze upon you win;
Yet insult not, sparks within,
Slowly burn ere flames begin,
And presumption still hath bin
Held a most notorious sin.
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