ALEXIS LOYALTY:
OR, Fair Aminta's Sorrows Crowned with unspeakable Joy and Happiness
BEING
An Answer to My Life and my Death:
To the same Tune. This may be Printed , R. P.
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T Hy Life and thy Death thou didst freely declare,
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Lay both in my power, but never dispair;
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I cannot be Cruel, Love cease to complain,
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Since I am return'd to Aminta again,
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I'le Crown thee with Flowers most gallant and gay,
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And make thee to shine like the Sun at Noon-day.
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Those tender Embraces my Dear shall enjoy,
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And nothing that's grievous shall ever annoy
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Aminta my jewel, the joy of my life,
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I will put an end to all trouble and strife:
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We'l feed our Flocks by the fair flowing Spring,
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When Birds from their throats most sweet Anthems they sing.
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Where ever I wander thy Fame I will raise,
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And never will cease for to speak in thy praise;
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To thee, my sweet Creature, this promise I make,
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Nay, farther than this, I could dye for thy sake:
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The Mountains and Rocks may as easie remove,
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As I prove Disloyal and false to my Love.
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Then dry up those tears from thy beautiful eyes,
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And let not those sorrows thy senses surprize;
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It was but to try thy affection my dear,
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And since thou art Loyal, my love shall appear:
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I never will wander from thee any more,
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Thou fairest of Creatures, whom I do adore.
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M Y dear, I am sorry that I did presume
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By absence to try thee, had death been thy doom
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My grief had been greater then I could endure,
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A Grave must have been thy Alexis his Cure:
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But farewel Aminta , now pardon me this,
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And let it appear the renewing of Bliss,
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As Phoebus , when chasing away the cold Night,
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Adorn the Day with a more Glorious Light;
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So shall the dark Clouds of thy sorrow and pain,
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Be scattered quite, and no longer remain:
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I'le grant thee what e're in my power doth lye,
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Thou canst not ask that which thy Love can deny.
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O then she reply'd with a trembling voice,
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My heart is transported, in thee I rejoyce;
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While we are divided, I freely relate,
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In love I did languish, my torments was great:
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In Dreams I beheld thee whom I did adore,
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But waking, my sorrows encreased the more.
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When I from those slumbers (alas) did awake,
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O then my poor heart w[o]uld be ready to break;
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My senses surrounded with troops of new fears,
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And I a[l]m[o]st drowned in sorrowful tears:
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T[h]en [si]g[h]ing and weeping, still making my moan,
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As I [in] the Valleys did wander alone.
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Thus ranging the Valleys and Flowery Plain,
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I often desired to see thee again;
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At length I beheld my Alexis indeed,
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To whom, like a Lover, I run with all speed;
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For why, I declare it, I could do no less,
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My joys they are greater than I can express.
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With thee my sweet creature I now will remain,
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Thou never shalt have the like cause to complain;
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Then let my Aminta forget all her Grief,
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Since I am return'd to afford thee relief;
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And Crown thee with pleasures, love be of good chear
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The pride of my heart, I adore thee my dear.
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FINIS.
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