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Song.
[VVhen (Dearest Beauty) thou shalt pay]
VVhen (Dearest Beauty) thou shalt pay
Thy faith and my vain hope away
To some dull soul that cannot know
The worth of that thou dost bestow;
Lest with my sighs and tears I might
Disturb thy unconfin'd delight,
To some dark shade I will retire,
And there forgot by all expire.
Thy faith and my vain hope away
To some dull soul that cannot know
The worth of that thou dost bestow;
Lest with my sighs and tears I might
Disturb thy unconfin'd delight,
To some dark shade I will retire,
And there forgot by all expire.
Thus whilst the difference thou shalt prove,
Betwixt a feign'd and real Love,
Whilst he, more happy, but lesse true,
Shall reap those joyes I did pursue,
And with those pleasures crowned be
By Fate, which Love design'd for me,
Then thou perhaps thy self wilt finde
Cruel too long, or too soon kinde.
Betwixt a feign'd and real Love,
Whilst he, more happy, but lesse true,
Shall reap those joyes I did pursue,
And with those pleasures crowned be
By Fate, which Love design'd for me,
Then thou perhaps thy self wilt finde
Cruel too long, or too soon kinde.
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