Latine Songs With their English: and Poems. By Henry Bold ... Collected and perfected by Captain William Bold |
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SONG XLVIII.
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SONG XLVIII.
Mock.
I
Fire Fire,Is there no help for thy desire?
Are Tears all spent? is Humber low?
Doth Trènt, stand still? doth Thames not flow?
And does the Ocean backward go?
Though all these can't thy Feaver Cure,
Yet Tyburn is a Cooler lure,
And since thou can'st not quench thy Fire,
Go hang thy self, and thy desire.
II
Fire Fire,Here's one left for thy desire,
Since that the Rainbow in the Skye,
Is bent a deluge to deny,
As loth for thee a God should Lye.
Let gentle Rope come dangling down,
One born to hang shall never drown,
And since thou can'st not quench the Fire,
Go hang thy self, and thy desire.
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