nd not Lov'd again,
Does prove, does prove, a Hell to me.
_A Mock Song to_ If Love's a sweet Passion.
[Music]
If Wine be a Cordial why does it Torment?
If a Poison oh! tell me whence comes my Content?
Since I drink it with Pleasure, why should I complain?
Or repent ev'ry Morn when I know 'tis in vain:
Yet so charming the Glass is, so deep is the Quart,
That at once it both drowns and enlivens my Heart.
I take it off briskly and when it is down,
By my jolly Complexion I make my Joy known;
But oh! how I'm blest when so strong it does prove,
By its soveraign heat to expel that of Love:
When in quenching the Old, I creat a new Flame,
And am wrapt in such Pleasures that still want a Name.
_The_ LOYAL _Subject's WISH. By Mrs._ ANNE MORCOTT.
[Music]
Let _Mary_ live long,
She's Vertuous and Witty,
All charmingly Pretty;
Let _Mary_ live long,
And Reign many Years:
Wou'd the Cloud was gone o'er,
That troubles us sore,
When the Sun-shine appears;
We shall be deliver'd,
We shall be deliver'd,
From fury and fears.
Heavens send the King home,
With Laurels to crown him,
Each Rebel to own him;
And may he live long,
And Reign many Years:
When the Conquest is plain,
And three Kingdoms regain'd;
Let his Enemies fall,
Then _Caesar_ shall flourish,
Then _Caesar_ shall flourish,
In spight of them all.
All glorious and gay,
Let the King live for ever:
May he languish never, never:
Like Flowers in _May_,
His Actions smell sweet:
When the Wars are all done,
And he safe in his Throne;
Trophies lay at his Feet,
With loud Acclamations,
With loud Acclamations,
His Majesty greet.
_The Shepherdess_ LERINDA'S _Complaint, by_ Walter Overbury, _Gent._
[Music]
_Lerinda_ complaineth that _Strephon_ is dull,
And that nothing diverting proceeds from his Skull;
But when once _Lerinda_ vouchsafes to be kind,
To her long Admirer she'll then quickly find:
Such strange alteration as will her confute,
That _Strephon's_ transported, that _Strephon's_ transported,
That _Strephon's_ transported and grown more acute.
_Love will find out the Way._
[Music]
Over the Mountains,
And over the Waves;
Over the Fountains,
And under the Graves:
Over Rocks which are steepest,
Which do _Neptune_ obey;
Over Floods which are the dee
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