Thy beauty was
Till one I found more bright;
But 'twere as impious to adore
40Thee now, as not t' have done 't before.
Nor is it just
By rules of Love
Thou shouldst deny to quit
A heart that must
Another's prove,
Ev'n in thy right to it;
Thy beauty was
Till one I found more bright;
But 'twere as impious to adore
40Thee now, as not t' have done 't before.
Nor is it just
By rules of Love
Thou shouldst deny to quit
A heart that must
Another's prove,
Ev'n in thy right to it;