Two centuries of song : or, Lyrics, madrigals, sonnets, and other occasional verses of the English poets of the last two hundred years . Q-OO^HiJiaO^^ r^. When any mournful tunc you hear That dies in every note,As if it sighed with each mans care For being so remote,Think then how often hnc weve madeTo you wlien all those tunes were a fa la, &c. In justice you can not refuse To think of our distress,When we for hopes of honour lose Our certain happiness ;All those designs are but to proveOurselves more worthy of your a fa la, &c. And now weve told you all our loves, And l
Two centuries of song : or, Lyrics, madrigals, sonnets, and other occasional verses of the English poets of the last two hundred years . Q-OO^HiJiaO^^ r^. When any mournful tunc you hear That dies in every note,As if it sighed with each mans care For being so remote,Think then how often hnc weve madeTo you wlien all those tunes were a fa la, &c. In justice you can not refuse To think of our distress,When we for hopes of honour lose Our certain happiness ;All those designs are but to proveOurselves more worthy of your a fa la, &c. And now weve told you all our loves, And likewise all our fears,In hopes this declaration moves Some pity for our tears ;Lets hear of no inconstancy,We have too much of that at sea. With a fa la, la, la. la. 43 ,^ ^S (Q. ^-
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