Ayres and dialogues For One, Two, and Three Voyces; To be Sung either to the theorbo-lute or basse-viol |
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A Dialogue between Castadorus and Arabella.
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A Dialogue between Castadorus and Arabella.
Dear Castadorus, let me riseArabella.
Dear Castadorus, let me rise, Aurora 'gins to jeer me; and tells me I do wantonize.
Castador.
I prethee Sweet lie neer me: Let Red Aurora smile my Dear, and Phebus laughing follow; thou onely art Aurora here, let me be thy Apollo: It is to envy at our bliss, that they do rise before us; Is their such hurt in this, or this.
Arabella.
Nay fye, why Castadorus.
Castador.
What Arabella, can one night of Loving dallying tire you? I could lye ever if I might, one hour let me desire you.
Arabella.
Nay, Fie; You hurt me, let me go, if you so roughly use me, what can I
say or think of you?
Castador.
I prethee Sweet excuse me; thy Beauty and my Love defend, I should ungently move thee, 'tis kisses Sweet that I intend; Is it not I that Love thee?
Arabella.
I do confess it is, but then since you do so importune, that I should once lie down again, vouchsafe to draw the Curtain.
Chorus.
Aurora and Apollo too may visit, may visit silent Fields; by our consent they ne'r shall know what bliss our pleasure yields.
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