Matthew Prior

Songs Set to Music: 22. Set by Mr. De Fesch

In vain, alas! poor Strephon tries
To ease his tortured breast,
Since Amoret the cure denies,
And makes his pain a jest.
 
Ah! fair one, why to me so coy,
And why to him so true?
Who with more coldness slights the joy
Than I with love pursue.
 
Die, then, unhappy lover, die;
For since she gives thee death,
The world has nothing that can buy
A minute more of breath.
 
Yet though I could your scorn outlive,
’Twere folly, since to me
Not love itself a joy can give,
But, Amoret, in thee.
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