Ayres and dialogues For One, Two, and Three Voyces. By Henry Lawes ... The First Booke |
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To Cælia, inviting her to Marriage.
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To Cælia, inviting her to Marriage.
Tis true (Fair Celia) that by thee I live,
that every kisse, and every fond embrace
form's a new Soul within me, and doth give
a balsome to the wound made by thy face:
Yet still me thinks I misse
that blisse
which Lovers dare not name,
and only then described is,
when flame doth meet with flame.
that every kisse, and every fond embrace
form's a new Soul within me, and doth give
a balsome to the wound made by thy face:
Yet still me thinks I misse
that blisse
which Lovers dare not name,
and only then described is,
when flame doth meet with flame.
Those favours which do blesse me every day,
Are yet but Empty, and Platonicall.
Think not to please your servants with halfe pay,
Good Gamesters never stick to throw at all.
Who can endure to misse
That blisse
Which Lovers dare not name,
And only then described is,
When flame doth meet with flame?
Are yet but Empty, and Platonicall.
Think not to please your servants with halfe pay,
Good Gamesters never stick to throw at all.
Who can endure to misse
That blisse
Which Lovers dare not name,
And only then described is,
When flame doth meet with flame?
If all those sweets within you must remaine
Unknown, and ne'r enjoy'd, like hidden treasure,
Nature, as well as I, will lose her name;
And you, as well as I, your youthfull pleasure.
We wrong our selves to misse
That blisse
Which Lovers dare not name,
And only then described is,
When flame doth meet with flame.
Unknown, and ne'r enjoy'd, like hidden treasure,
Nature, as well as I, will lose her name;
And you, as well as I, your youthfull pleasure.
We wrong our selves to misse
That blisse
Which Lovers dare not name,
And only then described is,
When flame doth meet with flame.
Our Souls, which long have peep'd at one another
Out of the narrow Casements of our Eyes,
Shall now, by Love conducted, meet together
In secret Cavern's, where all pleasure lyes.
There, there we shall not misse
That blisse
Which Lovers dare not name,
And only then described is,
When flame doth meet with flame.
Out of the narrow Casements of our Eyes,
Shall now, by Love conducted, meet together
In secret Cavern's, where all pleasure lyes.
There, there we shall not misse
That blisse
Which Lovers dare not name,
And only then described is,
When flame doth meet with flame.
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