NO, no, poor suffering Heart, no change endeavour;
Chuse to sustain the smart rather than leave her:
My ravish'd Eyes behold such Charms about her,
I can Dye with her, but not live without her,
One tender Sigh of her to see me Languish:
Will more than pay the price of my past Anguish,
Beware, oh cruel Fair how you smile on me,
'Twas a kind look of yours that has undone me.
Love has in store for me one happy Minute,