The Treasury of Musick Containing ayres and dialogues To Sing to the theorbo-lute or basse-viol. Composed |
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To his Forsaken Mistresse.
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To his Forsaken Mistresse.
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I do confess th'art smooth and fair,And I might ha' gon neer to love thee,
Had I not found the sleightest pray'r
That lip could move, had pow'r to move thee.
But I can let thee now alone,
As worthy to be lov'd by none.
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I do confess th'art sweet, yet findThee such an Unthrift of thy Sweets;
Thy favours are but like the wind,
Which kisseth ev'ry thing it meets:
And since thou canst with more than one,
Th'art worthy to be kiss'd by none.
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The morning Rose that untoutch'd stands,Arm'd with her briars, how sweet shee smels!
But pluck'd, and strain'd through ruder hands,
Her sweets no longer with her dwels;
But Sent and Beauty both are gone,
And Leaves fall from her one by one.
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Such Fate e're long will thee betide,When thou hast handled been a while,
With sear Flow'rs to be thrown aside;
And I shall sigh when some will smile,
To see thy love to ev'ry one
Hath brought thee to be lov'd by none.
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