The Treasury of Musick Containing ayres and dialogues To Sing to the theorbo-lute or basse-viol. Composed |
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Power of Love.
Brightest, since your pitying Eye
Saves whom it once condemn'd to die,
Whom lingering Time did long dismay,
You have reliev'd in this short day:
Propitious gods themselves can do no more;
Slow to Destroy, but active to restore.
Saves whom it once condemn'd to die,
Whom lingering Time did long dismay,
You have reliev'd in this short day:
Propitious gods themselves can do no more;
Slow to Destroy, but active to restore.
From your Fair, but absent Look,
Cold Death her Pale Artilory took;
Till Gentle Love that Dart supprest,
And Lodg'd a Milder in your brest;
Like Fam'd Acchillis mystick spear, thus you
Both scatter Wounds, and scatter Balsame too.
Cold Death her Pale Artilory took;
Till Gentle Love that Dart supprest,
And Lodg'd a Milder in your brest;
Like Fam'd Acchillis mystick spear, thus you
Both scatter Wounds, and scatter Balsame too.
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