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[Ayres for Two Voyces]

A Dialogue on a Kisse.

Among thy Fancies tell me this

Among thy Fancies tell me this, What is the thing we call a Kiss?

Resol.

I shall resolve you what it is: It is a creature born and bred betwixt the lips all cherry-red, by love and warm and warm desires fed;

[Chorus both together.]

And makes more sweet, and makes more sweet, and makes more sweet the Bridal bed. It is an active flame that flyes first to the Babies of the Eyes, and

charms it there, and charms it there, with lulla lullabyes, lulla lulla lulla lulla lulla lulla byes.

Chorus.

And stills the Bride, and stills the Bride, and stills the Bride too when she crye. Then to the Chin, the Cheek, the Ear, it frisks, it flyes now here, now there, 'tis now far off, and now 'tis neer:

Chorus.

'Tis here and there, 'tis here and there, 'tis here and there and ev'ry where.

Has it a voycing vertue? Yes, How speaks it then? do you but this, part your joy'nd lips then speaks the kiss:

Chorus.

And this Loves sweet, and this Loves sweet, and this Loves sweetest language is. Has it a Body? I, and wings, with thousand various colourings, and as it flyes it sweetly sweetly sings, Love hony yields but never stings!

Chorus.

And as it flyes it sweetly sings, Love hony yields but never stings.

A Dialogue between a Lover and his Friend.

I love a Nymph
Lover.

I love a Nymph.

Friend.

A lack a day!

Lover.

But dare not say I love her.

Friend.

Perhaps she may thy love repay; speak then thy thoughts, and prove her.

Lover.

If I reveal, and she reject my love, I'm quite undone.

Friend.

Weomen when we do least expect, we see are often wonne.

Lover.

True, but her state great flocks requires, mine are but poor and small.

Friend.

Peace Fool, love onely love desires, and nothing else at all.

[Chorus for three together.]

They who do love for private gain, may suffer shipwrack, may

suffer shipwrack, may suffer shipwrack in the Main.

A Dialogue. Strephon—Amaryllis.

Come come Amaryllis, I am ty'd by oath
Streph.

Come come Amaryllis, I am ty'd by oath, which now I must fulfill; let Fate my Soul from Earth divide, if Damon be not constant still: and the poor Swain, sits under yonder tree, with sighs bewailing your severitie.

Amar.

There let him sit sighing his fill, and take his labour for his hire; or piping go from hill to hill, till Sun-beam: his false pipe do fire:

It moves not me, this this I onely grieve, I e're did him, and cannot you believe.

Streph.

Are apples gather'd from a tree, and put into fair Chloris hand, symptomes of his Inconstancie? Is this a breaking of Loves band? No, no, he ne'r lov'd Chloris; heark, heark he cryes, Come Amaryllis, come Amaryllis, or your Damon dyes.

Amar.

Ah Strephon, could I but be sure, that this unfeignedly were true, and that the tears he sheds were pure, I then could pity, I could pity more than you, and entertain the Eccho of his cryes, Come Damon come, Come Damon come, or Amaryllis dyes.

Chorus.

Thus Amaryllis to her Damon turn'd, whose Life was almost into Cinders burn'd: the gods will Lovers crown, though sooner we can kindle love, can kindle love, than quench loves jealousie.

A Dialogue. Cleander—Floramell.

Awake, awake, fair Floramell
Clea.

Awake, awake, fair Floramell.

Flor.

I doe.

Clea.

But who freed thee from this inchanted spell?

Flor.

'Twas you, such heav'nly Chymistry you taught, from earth sublim'd my purer thoughts.

Chorus both together.

Happy, thrice happy those who govern Fate, subjecting greater Mindes to meaner State.

Clean.

And how appears Earths glories now?

Flor.

They'r gone.

Clean.

Then on, fly, lest they once more dazel thee.

Flor.

I Run and undisturb'd

my flocks Ile find, there guide them with a quiet mind.

Chorus.

Happy, thrice happy those can see and try the worlds fond glories so, and pass them by.

Clean.

But tell me, Canst thou thus retire?

Flor.

I can.

Clean.

But when? VVill not those hasty vows expire? Fond man, 'tis now the Souls affections more Ætherial flames, diviner love.

Chorus.

Happy thrice happy Soul that ravish'd so, enjoys a second Heaven here below.