The first booke of Songs or Ayres of 4. parts vvith Tableture for the Lute or Orpherian, with the Violl de Gamba |
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II.
[My choice is made and I desire no change]
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My choice is made and I desire no change,My wandring thoughts in limits now are bound:
The deserts wilde wherin my wits did range,
Are now made easie walks and pleasant ground:
Let him that list sooth humors that be vaine,
Till vanitie all meane exceeds,
Let passions stil possesse the idle braine,
And care consume whom folly feeds.
I rest resolu'd no fancies fits can mee estrange,
My choice is made, and I desire no more to change.
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Change they their choice, to whose delicious sence,The strangest obiects are of most esteeme:
Inconstant likeing may find excellence,
In things which (being not good) yet best doe seeme.
Let gallant blouds still crowne their sports with ioy,
Whom honor, wealth, and pleasure fils:
Let sweet contentment neuer find annoy,
While Fortune frames things to their wills.
This stirs not mee, I am the same, I was before.
My choice is made, and I desire to change no more.
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Be my choice blamde, or be I thought vnwise,To hold my choice, by others not approued,
I say, that to my selfe I fall or rise,
By feare, or force I cannot be remoued.
Let friends in pittie doubt of my successe,
Their pittie gets no thanks at all:
Let foes be glad to see my hopes grow lesse,
I scorne the worst that wish they shall:
Still stand I firme, my hart is set, and shall remaine,
My choice is made, and neuer will I change againe.
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