Ayres and dialogues For One, Two, and Three Voyces; To be Sung either to the theorbo-lute or basse-viol |
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Advice to Cloris.
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Advice to Cloris.
[I]
Cloris forbear a while,Do not o're-joy me,
Urge not another smile
Lest it destroy me:
That Beauty pleaseth most,
And is best taking,
Which soon is won,
Soon lost, kind, yet forsaking:
I love a Coming Lady, faith I do,
But now and then I'de have her scornful to.
II
O're-cloud those Eyes of thine,Boo-peep thy features,
Warm with an April shine,
Scorch not thy Creatures;
Still to display thy ware,
Still to be fooling,
Argues how rude you are
In Cupids Schooling;
Disdain begets a smile, scorn draws us nigh,
'Tis cause I would, and cannot, makes me try.
III
Cloris I'de have thee wiseWhen Gallants view thee,
And Court do thou dispise,
Fly those pursue thee;
Fasts move an appetite,
Makes hunger greater;
Whose stinted of delight
Fals to't the better:
Be coy and kind by turns, be smooth and rough,
And buckle now and then, and that's enough.
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