Volume 5 — A SONG.
Reading edition
Set by Mr. Pack.
[Listen]
FAREWEL ungrateful Traytor, Farewel my Perjur’d Swain: Let never injur’d Creature, Believe a Man again: The pleasure of possessing, Surpasses all expressing; But Joys too short a Blessing, And love too long a Pain: But Joys too short a Blessing, And Love too long a Pain. ’Tis easie to deceive us, In pity of your Pain; But when we Love, you leave us, To rail at you in vain: Before we have descry’d it, There is no Bliss beside it; But she that once has try’d it, Will never Love again. The Passion you pretended, Was only to obtain; But when the Charm is ended, The Charmer you disdain: Your Love by ours we measure, ’Till we have lost our Treasure; But dying is a Pleasure, When living is a Pain.