Then you'll ask, but none will give,
And may linger, but not live.
A Song, in the Play call'd Self-Conceit: Or, The Mother made a Property.
Set by Mr. John Eccles. Sung by Mrs. Bowman.
OH! the mighty pow'r of Love,
What Art against such Force can move;
The harmless Swain is ever blest,
Beneath some silent, shady Grove;