THE
Young Squires Conquest:
OR , The Vertuous Ladies Love Obtained.
To an Excellent New Tune. Licensed according to Order.
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(1)
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BY all the Powers, I love you so,
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Nothing more dear to me below;
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For when your Frowns I would forsake,
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Some Angel comes and calls me back;
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Orders my heart not so full of Ease,
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But you may break it when ever you please:
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For it is Noble, and would rather dare
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To dye, then to Languish in Dispair:
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Then do not strive thus my poor heart for to break
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But grant me Life, and lengthen my Days,
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That I may live for to set forth thy praise:
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Come my dear Soul, come my dear Soul,
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Let thee and I, thee and I, now
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for ever be United, United in Love;
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For I am certain that it will be
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pleasing unto the Powers above.
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(2)
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Don't Swear by all the Powers you Love,
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Least you thereby should Perjur'd prove;
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For some has said as much as this,
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Untill they have obtain'd the Bliss;
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Then with much Scorn and cruel Disdain,
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Such Lovers are left to Sigh and Complaint.
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But this I tell you shall ne'r be my Fate,
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And therefore talk not at such a rate;
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I won't, I declare, be catcht in a Snare;
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For my delight is freedom of Mind,
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it's far more pleasant than to be confin'd:
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Glory I can, Glory I can,
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Value not Man, value not Man,
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whose pleasing words can deceive, can deceive the Wise,
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If that they take not special Care,
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by their soft and Refined Lyes.
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(3)
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Sweet Charming Saint my words are true,
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I needs must Love, yet none but you,
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And if I may thy favour Gain,
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Then like a Rock I will remain;
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Loyal to what I here do pretend,
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Or let my Glory be soon at an end,
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For let me not live no longer then I
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Am willing to honour true Constancy;
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Then Dearest try me, this promise I make,
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That if thou wouldst my blessings Restore,
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Then none but thee I e'er will adore,
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Raptures of Love, Raptures of Love,
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Doth me ingage, so that I swear,
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I ever will be Loyal, Loyal Just and true,
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Against Controul I do declare,
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I ne'er was nor will be false to you.
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(4)
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If this be Loyal which you say,
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The Laws of Love I must obey;
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No more resistance can I make,
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Both Hand and Heart here freely take,
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No one but thee my love shall enjoy,
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Tho' I deny'd thee I now am not Coy,
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But will afford thee those glances, my Dear,
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That shall make thy joys and blessings appear:
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Then at these sayings the Gallant Reply'd,
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Farewell my grief, for now I have found
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Sorrows are ended and blessings abound:
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Hear in my Arms, hear in my Arms,
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Saint let me find, now let me find,
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Those Fountains flow with pleasant streams of love,
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The which may crown our days with Joy,
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With many blessings from above.
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