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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