And now we've told you all our loves,
And likewise all our fears,
In hopes this declaration moves
Some pity for our tears;
Let's hear of no inconstancy,
We have too much of that at sea.
With a fa la, la, la, la.
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So in those nations which the Sun adore
Some modest Persian or weak-eyed Moor
No higher dares advance his dazzled sight
Than to some gilded cloud, which near the light
Of their ascending God adorns the East,
And graced with his beam, outshines the rest.
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While in this park I sing, the list'ning deer
Attend my passion and forget to fear;
When to the beeches I report my flame,
They bow their heads, as if they felt the same.
To Gods appealing when I reach their bow'rs
With loud complaint, they answer me in show'rs.
To thee a wild and cruel soul is giv'n,
More deaf than trees and prouder than the heav'n.
The rock
.... That cloven rock produc'd thee.
This last complaint th'indulgent ears did pierce
Of just Apollo, president of verse,
Highly concerned that the Muse should bring
Damage to one whom he had taught to sing, etc.
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Then blush not, Fair! or on him frown:
How could the youth, alas! but bend
When his whole Heav'n upon him lean'd;
If ought by him amiss was done,
'Twas to let you rise so soon.
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Amoret! as sweet and good
As the most delicious food,
Which but tasted does impart
Life and gladness to the heart.
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