II
[Soft Cupid soft, There is no haste]
[1]
Soft Cupid soft, There is no haste,
For all unkindnesse gone and past.
Since thou wilt needs forsake me so,
Let vs parte friendes, before thou goe.
2
Still shalt thou haue my heart to vse,
When I cannot otherwise chuse,
My life thou mayst command Saunce doubt,
Command I say and goe with out.
3
And if that I doe euer proue,
False and vnkind to gentle Loue,
Ile not desire to liue a day,
Nor any longer then I may.
4
Ile dayly blesse the little God,
But not without a smarting rod,
Wilt thou still vnkindly leaue mee,
Now I pray God all ill goe with thee.
