The Careles Shepherdess :: :: University of Virginia Library

Grieve not fond man, nor let one tear
Steal from thy eyes, she'l hear
No more of Cupids shafts, they fly
For wounding her, so let them dye.
For why should'st thou nourish such flames as burn
Thy easie brest, and not have like return.

Chorus.

Love forces love, as flames expire,
If not encreas'd by gentle fire.

2

Let then her frigid coolnesse move
Thee to withdraw thy purer love;
And since she is resolv'd to shew
She will not love Do thou do too:
For why should beauty so far charm thy eyes,
That if she frown thoul't prove her Sacrifice.

Chorus.

Love, &c.

Phi.
Play on, let Musique feed the ear, which is
[They play it again.
Deny'd my Mistress voice. That strain again:
Oh 'tis compos'd of Harmony, it has
The Magick of a Syrens note. So, So.
[The musique ceases.
Now. let them sing what in my sleep I dream't
Of Cupids cruelty.

They sing.

1

Blind Cupid lay aside thy Bow,
Thou dost not know it's use,
For Love, thou Tyranny dost show,
Thy kindness is abuse.

2

Thou who wert call'd a prety Boy,
Art thought a Scheleton,
For thou like death dost still destroy,
When thou dost strike but one.

3

Each vulgar hand can do as much,
Thin heavenly skill we see,
When we behold one Arrow touch
Two marks that distant be.

4

Love alwayes looks for love agen,
If e're thou wound mans heart,
Pierce by the way his rib, and then
He'l kisse, not curse thy Dart.

Phila.
Enough, no more.
Why should I tax thy power gentle Boy,
That holds so much Divinity, it awes
Not mortalls only, but makes other powers
Sub-Deities to thine? Great Love forgive me,
I'le with religious and devout submission
Beg reconcilement for my errors.

Enter servant.
Serv.
Sir.
Your Father doth command your presence.

Phila.
Tell him
My duty shall present it self; I go
Like an unwilling Sacrifice to pay
My life, 'am loath, but must obey.

Exeunt.