Alexander Brome (Александр Бром)

A Mock-Song ('TIs true, I never was in love)

1.

'TIs true, I never was in love:
But now I mean to be,
For there's no art
Can shield a heart
From loves Supremacie.

2.

Though in my nonage I have seen
A world of taking faces;
I had not age nor wit to ken
Their several hidden graces.

3.

Those vertues which though thinly set,
In others are admired,
In thee are altogether met,
Which make thee so desired.

4.

That though I never was in Love
Nor never meant to be
Thy self and parts
Above my arts
Have drawn my heart to thee.

1. To his Mistress affrighted in the wars
2. The Companion
3. The Antipolititian
4. The Holy Pedler
5. To a Lady that turned her Cheek

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