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<HEAD>Loves Un&s;peakable Pa&s;&s;ion: Or, The Youngman's An&s;wer to Tenderhearts of London City</HEAD>
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<L><HI>Beauty over Love doth triumph,</HI></L>
<L><HI>cau&s;ing Lovers to complain;</HI></L>
<L><HI>But 'tis pitty, one &s;o pritty,</HI></L>
<L><HI>&s;hould be filled with di&s;dain;</HI></L>
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<OPENER><HI><HI>To a plea&s;ant New</HI> Play-Hou&s;e <HI>Tune.</HI> Or, <HI>Tender hearts,</HI> &amp;c.</HI></OPENER>
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<LG>
<L>HOw can I conceal my pa&s;&s;ion,</L>
<L>when I am u&s;ed in this fa&s;hion,</L>
<L>by that little blinking by,</L>
<L>Who doth ver me and perpler me,</L>
<L>and my comforts doth de&s;troy.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Oh forbear me cruel <HI>Cupid,</HI></L>
<L>Thou ha&s;t made me dull and &s;tupid;</L>
<L>and my &s;ences are quite lo&s;t:</L>
<L>Ne're was no man, by a woman,</L>
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<LG>
<L>I am with her beauty wounded,</L>
<L>In my thoughts I am confounded,</L>
<L>would I had ne'r &s;een her face;</L>
<L>For with de&s;ire, I burn like fire,</L>
<L>and &s;he ne'r pitties this my ca&s;e.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Come and &s;eize me death, and ea&s;e me,</L>
<L>Nothing el&s;e but &s;he can plea&s;e me,</L>
<L>my &s;oul I cannot call my own;</L>
<L>She hath won me and undone me,</L>
<L>night and day I <GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 word"> and groan</L>
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<L>For to leave her I endeavour,</L>
<L>Then I fall into a Feavour;</L>
<L>burning with a quenchle&s;s fire;</L>
<L>But her beauty &s;ays 'tis duty,</L>
<L>for to langui&s;h in de&s;ire.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Then I fly into a pa&s;&s;ion,</L>
<L>And tare my hair in my vexation,</L>
<L>I cur&s;e the day when fir&s;t I &s;ee her;</L>
<L>Then my &s;peech falters, my mind alters,</L>
<L>and &s;traight I try &s;he is my dear.</L>
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<L>Tis not common for a woman,</L>
<L>For to boa&s;t &s;he will undo man,</L>
<L>yet I find &s;he often doth;</L>
<L>Oh 'tis pitty one &s;o witty,</L>
<L>&s;hows no favour, knows no truth.</L>
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<LG>
<L>You that are in &s;poyl delighted,</L>
<L>Boa&s;ting that your lover's &s;lighted,</L>
<L>think not always thus to reign;</L>
<L>When age oretakes ye, love for&s;akes ye,</L>
<L>you'l be paid for your di&s;dain,</L>
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<LG>
<L>Oh con&s;ider whil&s;t you flori&s;h,</L>
<L>That your Lover you &s;hould nouri&s;h,</L>
<L>not require him with di&s;dain;</L>
<L>For if you frown, you ca&s;t him down,</L>
<L>and turns his plea&s;ure into pain.</L>
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<L>And his trouble &s;oon grows double,</L>
<L>Oh 'tis better to be noble,</L>
<L>&s;end me then a gentle &s;mile,</L>
<L>That may ea&s;e me, not di&s;plea&s;e me,</L>
<L>but my &s;orrows all beguile.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Then will I in heart adore thee,</L>
<L>Like an image &s;tand before thee,</L>
<L>fearing to di&s;plea&s;e thyne eye;</L>
<L>Then come and cheri&s;h, or I peri&s;h,</L>
<L>like a fainting Lover dye.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Spare my life dear, I intreat thee,</L>
<L>With &s;weet language I will greet the<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
<L>for to ea&s;e my mortal pain;</L>
<L>Then for ever, I'le endeavour</L>
<L>to forget thy gro&s;s di&s;dain.</L>
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<P>Printed for <HI>J. Deacon,</HI> at the &s;ign of th<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter"> Angel, in <HI>Guil-&s;pur-&s;treet.</HI></P>
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