Songs, duets, trios, choruses &c. &c. in Actors al fresco; or, The play in the pleasure grounds; (an occasional vaudeville,) first produced at the Royal Gardens, Vauxhall, 4th June, 1827. Written by W. T. Moncrieff |
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LOVE SOUNDS TO ARMS.
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LOVE SOUNDS TO ARMS.
SONG.—Sally.
Young maids beware, Love's in the field,
To conquer Beauty, all he'll dare;
Truth is his sword, and faith his shield,
His motto—never to despair.
He'll oaths and vows in volleys fire,
And let his darts in glances fly;
Beware then, maids, in time retire,
For he will conquer, or he'll die.
Love sounds to arms;
And to your cost you soon will prove,
There is no force can conquer Love.
To conquer Beauty, all he'll dare;
Truth is his sword, and faith his shield,
His motto—never to despair.
He'll oaths and vows in volleys fire,
And let his darts in glances fly;
Beware then, maids, in time retire,
For he will conquer, or he'll die.
Love sounds to arms;
And to your cost you soon will prove,
There is no force can conquer Love.
To aid his cause, he'll slily bring,
Best sentinels, his jealous eyes;
And in your hearts a mine he'll spring,
His sure artillery, tears and sighs.
He'll with rope ladders scale your bowers,
For if repulsed, he's wings to fly;
He'll storm your hearts, and such his powers,
That he will conquer, or he'll die.
Love sounds to arms, &c.
Best sentinels, his jealous eyes;
And in your hearts a mine he'll spring,
His sure artillery, tears and sighs.
He'll with rope ladders scale your bowers,
For if repulsed, he's wings to fly;
He'll storm your hearts, and such his powers,
That he will conquer, or he'll die.
Love sounds to arms, &c.
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