No LOVE, No LIFE,
OR,
Damon comforted in Distress .
You that are adorn'd with Beauty,
do not thus your love disdain,
Count it not to be their duty,
for to languish thus in pain.
To the Tune of, Tender Hearts of London City .
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DAmon in the shade was walking;
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With fair Phillis he was talking,
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their discourse was terms of love,
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He was kind, as you shall find,
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and evermore did faithful prove.
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In his arms he did imbrace her,
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Vowing he would ne'r disgrace her,
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but would still maintain the praise,
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Of the Creature, whose Sweet Feature
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was the Glory of her days.
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The Womans Reply.
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Young-men they will seem most grateful,
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When their hearts are most deceitful,
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thus they draw Maids in a snare,
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And deceive them, thus they leave them,
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fill their hearts with grief and care.
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Oh my love come sit down by me,
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And my Phillis do but try me ,
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I will ever constant be,
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The heart of mine, is truly thine,
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I love none in the world but thee.
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The Womans second Reply.
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How many Maidens thus have dyed,
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W hen their loves have them denyed,
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this we find of late is true,
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Then with tears, and frights and fears,
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they sighing bid the world adieu.
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To escape from him she strived,
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Of his joys he was deprived,
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grieving at her high disdain;
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He was v[e]xed and perplexed,
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yet he call'd her back again.
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She regarded not his passion,
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Leaving him in desperation,
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till sweet Cupid with his bow,
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Sent a Dart which pierc'd her heart,
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and said it must and shall be so.
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When she found that she was wounded,
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She with sighs and sorrows swooned,
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then again she did revive,
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She confessed, she was blessed,
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with the sweetest man alive.
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Here I sigh, lament and languish,
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How can [I] endure this anguish,
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I am in a Sea of woe:
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This sad tryal my denyal,
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proves my fatal overthrow.
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W ith what language did he greet me,
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And with smiles he did intreat me,
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yet I still did him deny,
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My disdain increase my pain,
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I for love shall surely dye.
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All her sorrows thus he heared,
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Then he presently appeared,
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she to him with comfort smil'd,
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Then with Kisses their sweet blisses,
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all their sorrows had beguil'd.
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Thus their hearts were both united,
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She with him was much delighted,
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thus their troubles had an end;
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Sorrow ceased love increased,
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Cupid surely was their friend.
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FINIS.
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