EBBA 32836

National Library of Scotland - Crawford

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THE
Jealous LOVERs
Complaint:
OR,
His Torment for Love of
Fair Cloris.
Tune of, While I lay gazing, etc.

WHile I gaze on Cloris trembling,

while her looks my face declares.

When she smiles I fear dissembling,

when she frowns I straight dispair,

Jealous of some Rivals favour,

which her wandring looks can give,

Fain I would desire to leave her,

but can sooner cease to live.

Happy is he whose inclination

warms but with a gentle heat,

Or flyes out into a passion,

loves a torment, Oh tis great,

When the Storms are once blown over,

soon the Ocean quiet grows,

But a tender faithful lover

never is in true repose.

FINIS.
Printed for J. Blare at the Looking-Glass on London-Bridge.