Inconftancy Excufed. SONG. I Muft confefs I am untrue TO GLORIANA's Eyes; But he that's fmil'd upon by you, In Winter, Fires of little Worth Excite our dull Defire; But when the Sun breaks kindly forth, Those fainter Flames expire. Then Then blame me not for flighting now What I did once adore; O, do but this one Change allow, And I can change no more: Fixt by your never-failing Charms, SONG. SONG. H conceal that charming Creature From my wondring, wifhing Eyes! Every Motion, every Feature Does fome ravish'd Heart surprize; But oh, I fighing, fighing, fee False to him, or kind to me. Yet, if I could humbly show her, Tis not, fure, a thing below her, Still to pity fo much Pain; The The Gods fome Pleasure, Pleasure takę, Happy as themselves to make Those who fuffer for their fake. Since your Hand alone was giv'n Come and raise me from Despair! Let all the World befides be His, DE ཞ་ A DESPAIR. LL hopclefsof Relief, Incapable of Reft, In vain I ftrive to vent a Grief That's not to be exprest, This Rage within my Veins No Reason can remove; Of all the Mind's moft cruel Pains, The sharpeft fure is Love, Yet while I languish so, And on thee vainly call; Take heed, fair Cause of all my Woc, What Fate may thee befall. Ungrateful, |