T:AN ANSWER TO What shall I do to show how much I Love her: OR, Fair AURELIA's Courtly Invitation.
To an excellent new Play-house Tune. Licensed according to Order.
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I.
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WHence comes the Voice that makes this Lamentation?
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Is it not from my kind Lover, said she?
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I'll never cross him in his Expectation,
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there is no Monarch more welcome to me;
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Here in my Arms I will freely receive him,
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there he shall taste of all pleasant delight:
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Fairest Aurelia she never will grieve him,
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since he admires her Beauty so bright.
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II.
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Like a kind Lady I here do invite thee,
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knowing thou ever wast Loyal and True,
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In the sweet Raptures of Love I'll delight thee,
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and will each Morning your Pleasures renew;
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Therefore this Minute lay hold on the Blessing,
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I'll make thee Lord of what ever is mine,
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Both hand and heart thou shalt still be possessing,
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to none but thee, I'll the Pleasure resign.
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III.
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We like Two tender Doves will be improving
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every moment, that Joy may abound;
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Never was any more Constant and Loving;
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therefore with Pleasure my Dear shall be Crown'd:
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In thy fair Bower Ill freely lye by thee,
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where all the Pleasures of Love I'll make known;
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For there is nothing I e'er can deny thee,
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fairest Aurelia is ever thy own.
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IV.
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Then bid adieu to thy fearful Suspicion,
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that I would ever destroy thee with Grief,
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Since I have readily sign'd thy Petition,
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for to afford my kind Lover relief:
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With me thou now shalt be happy for ever,
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and all the Freedom of Pleasure enjoy;
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Still to delight thee I'll use my endeavour,
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fairest Aurelia no longer is coy.
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V.
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Ladies I own are created for Pleasure,
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and in their Blossom most pleasant and sweet,
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Happy is he that enjoys such a Treasure,
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in this alone I thy Joys will complete:
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By night our Joys we may freely discover,
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from whence the Raptures of Love will appear,
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While little Cupids all round us shall hover,
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they will not envy thy Pleasure, my dear.
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VI.
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Farewell all Frowns, they shall never offend thee,
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but the sweet Joys of the World thou shalt reap,
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Both State and Glory shall ever attend thee,
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and the soft Musick shall lull thee to sleep:
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Therefore thrice welcome my amorous Jewel,
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here I thy Sorrows and Grief will expell,
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She that is loving can never be cruel,
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this Vertue do's many others excell.
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VII.
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Then with soft Kisses and tender Embraces,
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like the kind Ivy together they twine,
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Her Cheeks adorn'd with sweet amorous Graces,
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did shew her Beauty to be all Divine:
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Thy Charms, said he, doth inflame my desire,
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still will I love thee, and never give o'er;
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Fairest Aurelia I needs must admire,
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'tis she alone doth my Blessings restore.
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FINIS.
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