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58

A SONG,

Set by Mr. KING, &c.

[Only tell her that I love]

Only tell her that I love,
Leave the rest to her and Fate,
Some kind Planet from above,
May, perhaps, her pity move;
Lovers on their Stars must wait,
Only tell her that I love.
Why, oh why, should I despair,
Mercy's pictur'd in her Eye;
If she once vouchsafe to hear,
Welcome Hope, and farewel Fear:
She's too good to let me dye,
Why, oh why, should I despair.