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<DATE>2008-10-03</DATE>
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<NAME>John Pas</NAME>
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<ITEM>Proofed and reviewed as part of batch B080843.pdcc.</ITEM>
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<HEAD>Loves tyrannick conque&s;t.</HEAD>
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<L><HI>Love and Beauty have &s;uch power</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sometimes joyes they do devour</HI></L>
<L><HI>And tho&s;e that of their power are ta&s;ting</HI></L>
<L><HI>Sighing dayly &s;till are wa&s;ting.</HI></L>
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<OPENER><HI>Tune of,</HI> Blu&s;h no redder than the morning.</OPENER>
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<L><GAP DESC="music"><HI>C&V;PID,</HI> leave thy Tyranizing; Thou art &s;till new pains devi&s;ing, Pains too great to be Endured,</L>
<L><GAP DESC="music">Pa&s;t all hopes for to be Cured. <HI>Pains too great to be endured, Pa&s;t all hopes for to be cured</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Take &s;ome pitty of my angui&s;h</L>
<L>Mind but how I &s;igh and langui&s;h,</L>
<L>'Tis your frowns my ruine tell me</L>
<L>And what fate by Love befel me,</L>
<L><HI>'Tis your frowns my ruine tell me,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And what fate by love befell me.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>'Twas the charms of conquering beauty</L>
<L>That compel'd me to this duty,</L>
<L>Which &s;o &s;trangely doth en&s;lave me</L>
<L>That of &s;ence it doth bereave me,</L>
<L><HI>Which &s;o &s;trangely doth en&s;lave me</HI></L>
<L><HI>That of &s;ence it doth bereave mea.</HI></L>
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<L>'Tis a mo&s;t exceeding pitty</L>
<L>You &s;hould be &s;o fair and pretty</L>
<L>Yet &s;o cruel to undoe me</L>
<L>And not &s;end one &s;mile unto me</L>
<L><HI>Yet &s;o cruel to undoe me,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And not &s;end one &s;mile unto me.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Here I peri&s;h with de&s;ire</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">urning in an endle&s;s fire</L>
<L>Sighing like one di&s;contented</L>
<L>Vnregarded, Vnlamented.</L>
<L><HI>Sighing like one di&s;contented,</HI></L>
<L><HI>&V;nregarded, unlamented.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Could I tell thee how I love th&eacute;e</L>
<L>And re&s;pect thee none above th&eacute;e</L>
<L>Thou would&s;t count my tongue too lavi&s;h</L>
<L>So with charms my heart to ravi&s;h,</L>
<L><HI>Thou would&s;t count my tongue too lavi&s;h</HI></L>
<L><HI>So with charms thy heart to ravi&s;h.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Never was a &s;oul &s;o wounded</L>
<L>Or a rea&s;on &s;o confounded</L>
<L>As to cover its own ruine</L>
<L>Hugging what is its undoing</L>
<L><HI>As to covet its own ruine,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Hugging what is its undoing.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>But ala&s;s it &s;ore doth grieve me</L>
<L>That mine eyes &s;hould &s;o deceive me</L>
<L>Thus to bring me to a Fetter</L>
<L>Love's a Chain, and 'tis no better</L>
<L><HI>Thus to bring me to a Fetter,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Love's a chain, and 'tis no better.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>You that are with joyes &s;urrounded</L>
<L>Pitty me with love &s;o wounded</L>
<L>That I know not how to ea&s;e me</L>
<L>Nothing el&s;e but death can plea&s;e me.</L>
<L><HI>That I know not how to ea&s;e me,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Nothing el&s;e but death can plea&s;e me.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>When the Nymph heard him complaining</L>
<L>Of his pa&s;&s;ion &s;trongly reigning</L>
<L>She was mov'd with grief to hear him</L>
<L>And re&s;olved to get near him,</L>
<L><HI>She was mov'd with grief to hear him</HI></L>
<L><HI>And re&s;olved to get near him.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>With a &s;igh and mournful wi&s;hes</L>
<L>She be&s;tow'd on him &s;ome ki&s;&s;es</L>
<L>mourn no more quoth &s;he, for ever</L>
<L>Thee to plea&s;e I will endeavour</L>
<L><HI>Mourn no more quoth &s;he for ever</HI></L>
<L><HI>Thee to plea&s;e I will endeavour.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>She of whom thou &s;tood'&s;t in fear on</L>
<L>Now will prove thy only dear one</L>
<L>In my arms I will embrace thee</L>
<L>In my bo&s;ome I will place thee</L>
<L><HI>in my arms I will embrace thee</HI></L>
<L><HI>in my bo&s;ome &amp;c.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>It wounds my &s;oul that I &s;hould grieve thee</L>
<L>Now I vow I ne'r will leave thee</L>
<L>Then my deare&s;t do not doubt me</L>
<L>For I cannot live without th&eacute;e</L>
<L><HI>then my deare&s;t do not doubt me</HI></L>
<L><HI>for I cannot live without thee.</HI></L>
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<P>Printed for <HI>C. Hu&s;&s;ey</HI> at the Flower-de-luce in <HI>Little Brittain.</HI></P>
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