A Song (High State and Honours to others impart) HIGH State and Honours to others impart,
But give me your Heart:
That Treasure, that Treasure alone,
I beg for my own.
So gentle a Love, so fervent a Fire,
My Soul does inspire.
That Treasure, that Treasure alone,
I beg for my own.
Your Love let me crave,
Give me in Possessing
So matchless a Blessing;
That Empire is all I wou’d have.
Love’s my Petition,
All my Ambition;
If e’er you discover
So faithful a Lover,
So real a Flame,
I’ll die, I’ll die,
So give up my Game. |
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