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<HEAD>No Love, no Life.</HEAD>
<HEAD TYPE="sub">OR, <HI>Damon</HI> Comforted in Di&s;tre&s;s.</HEAD>
<ARGUMENT>
<L>You that are adorn'd with Beauty,</L>
<L>do not thus your Love di&s;dain;</L>
<L>Count not it to be their duty,</L>
<L>for to Langui&s;h thus in pain.</L>
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<OPENER>To the Tune of, <HI>Tender hearts of <HI>London</HI> City.</HI></OPENER>
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<LG>
<L><HI>DAmon</HI> in the &s;hades was walking,</L>
<L>With fair <HI>Phillis</HI> he was talking,</L>
<L>their di&s;cour&s;e was terms of Love,</L>
<L>He was kind, as you &s;hall find,</L>
<L>and ever more did faithfull prove.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>In his arms he did imbrace her,</L>
<L>Vowing he wou'd ne'r di&s;grace her,</L>
<L>but would &s;till maintain, the prai&s;e</L>
<L>Of the creature, who&s;e &s;weet feature,</L>
<L>was the Glory of his days</L>
</LG>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>The Womans Reply.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Young men they will &s;eem mo&s;t grateful</L>
<L>When their hearts are mo&s;t deceitful,</L>
<L>thus they draw Maids in a &s;nare,</L>
<L>And deceive them, thus they leave them,</L>
<L>fill their hearts with grief and care.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<LG>
<L>Oh my Love I am more Loyal,</L>
<L><HI>Phillis</HI> do but make a tryal,</L>
<L>I will ever con&s;tant be,</L>
<L>The heart of mine is &s;urely thine,</L>
<L>I Love none in the world but thee.</L>
</LG>
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<SPEAKER>The Womans &s;econd Reply.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>How many maidens thus have died,</L>
<L>When their Lovers have them denied,</L>
<L>this we find of lae is true,</L>
<L>Then with tears, and frights, and fears,</L>
<L>they &s;ighing bid the world adieu.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>To e&s;cape from him &s;he &s;trives,</L>
<L>Of his joys he was deprived,</L>
<L>grieving at her hye di&s;dain,</L>
<L>He was vexed and perplexed,</L>
<L>yet he call'd her back again.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>She regarded not his pa&s;&s;ion,</L>
<L>Leaving him in de&s;paration,</L>
<L>till &s;weet <HI>Cupid</HI> with his Bow,</L>
<L>Sent a Dart which pierc'd her heart,</L>
<L>and &s;aid it mu&s;t and &s;hall be &s;o.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>When &s;he found that &s;he was wounded,</L>
<L>She with &s;ighs and &s;orrows Sounded</L>
<L>then again &s;he did revive,</L>
<L>She confe&s;&s;ed, &s;he was ble&s;&s;ed,</L>
<L>with the &s;weete&s;t man alive.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Here I &s;igh, lament, and langui&s;h,</L>
<L>Now can I endure this angui&s;h,</L>
<L>I am in a Sea of woe,</L>
<L>This &s;ad tryal, my denyal,</L>
<L>proves my fatal overthrow.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>With what language did he greet me,</L>
<L>And with &s;miles he did intreat me,</L>
<L>yet I &s;till did him deny,</L>
<L>My di&s;dain increa&s;e my pain,</L>
<L>I for love &s;hall &s;urely dye.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<LG>
<L>All her &s;orrows thus he heared,</L>
<L>Then he pre&s;ently appeared,</L>
<L>&s;he to him with comfort &s;mil'd,</L>
<L>Then with Ki&s;&s;es their &s;weet Bli&s;&s;es,</L>
<L>all their &s;orrows did beguil'd.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thus their hearts were both united,</L>
<L>She with him was much delighted,</L>
<L>thus their troubles had an end,</L>
<L>Sorrow cea&s;ed, Love increa&s;ed,</L>
<L><HI>Cupid</HI> &s;urely was their friend.</L>
</LG>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
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<P><HI>Printed for <HI>J. Deacon</HI> in <HI>Guilt-&s;pur-Street.</HI></HI></P>
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