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Songs of 3. Parts.
[I. Ovr hasty life away doth post.]
Ovr hasty life, away doth post, Before we know what we haue lost Houres into dayes Dayes into yeeres are gone, Yeeres make a life, which straight is none, Thus soone is Mans short story told, We scarce are young, when we are waxed old when we are waxed olde.
[II. No more I will thy loue importune.]
No more I will thy loue importune, Or curse my fortune, No more I will, thy hate accuse, or pitty vse, Onely thus much of loue I will require, Since I can neuer hope, I neuer may desire,
[III. Sure there is no God of Loue.]
Svre there is no God of loue, Cupid's but an idle name, Onely men his forces proue, Women neuer feele his flame, Is he then of Gods descent, whose powr's not omnipotent?
[IIII. Fond men that doe so highly prize.]
Fond men that doe so highly prize, a womans fore-head, lips, & eyes, And looke not to the better part, What vertues dwelleth in the heart, Such kinde of louing sheweth plaine, You please your sence, and not your braine,
[V. How great delight.]
How great delight, from those sweet lips I taste, Whether I here them speake, or feele them kisse! Onely this want I haue, That being grac'd with one of them, the other straight I misse, Loue since thou canst doe wonders, heape my blisses, O heape my blisses, And grant her kissing words, or speaking kisses,
[VI. Loue, cease tormenting.]
Loue, cease tormenting, my Lady is relenting, How can it be, so precious a Iewell, should harbour thoughts so pittilesse and cruell? Oh no, That breast so dainty, Doth not enclose, a heart of stone, or flinty
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