Now let Her Now let her change and spare not! Since she proves strange I care not: Feigned love charmed so my delight That still I doted on her sight. But she is gone, new joys embracing And my desires disgracing. When did I err in blindness, False! then, farewell for ever! her Answers Kind are her answers, But her performance keeps no day; Breaks time, as dancers From their own music when they stray. All her free favours And smooth words wing my hopes in vain. O did ever voice so sweet but only feign? Can true love yield such delay, Converting joy to pain? Lost is our freedom, When we submit to women so: When, in their best they work our woe? Can alter ends, by Fate prefixt. O why is the good of man with evil mixt? Never were days yet called two, But one night went betwixt. Maids are Simple," some men Say "Maids are simple," some men say, "They, forsooth, will trust no men." But should they men's wills obey, Maids are very simple then. Truth, a rare flower now is grown, Safer may we credit give To a faithless wandering Jew Than a young man's vows believe When he swears his love is true. Love they make a poor blind child, Ever let me simple be. my Life's Delight Come, O come, my life's delight, The more enjoyed, the more divine: O come, and take from me The pain of being deprived of thee! Thou all sweetness dost enclose, Give Beauty all her Right Give beauty all her right, Some the quick eye commends; Some swelling lips and red; Pale looks have many friends, Through sacred sweetness bred. Meadows have flowers that pleasure move, Though roses are the flowers of love. Free beauty is not bound And favours every time. Let the old loves with mine compare, |