Volume 5 — A SONG.
Reading edition
Set by Mr. Tho. Farmer.
[Listen]
THough the Pride of my Passion fair Sylvia betrays, And frowns at the Love I impart; Though kindly her Eyes twist amorous Rays, To tye a more fortunate Heart: Yet her Charms are so great, I’ll be bold in my Pain, His Heart is too tender, Too tender, that’s struck with Disdain. Still my Heart is so just to my Passionate Eyes, It dissolves with Delight while I gaze: And he that loves on, though Sylvia denies, His Love but his Duty obeys: I no more can refrain her neglects to pursue, Than the force, the force Of her Beauty can cease to subdue.
