JOHN DRYDEN
So when the last and dreadful hour This crumbling pageant shall devour, The trumpet shall be heard on high, The dead shall live, the living die, And Music shall untune the sky'
413 One Happy Moment
NO, no, poor sufTrmg Heart, no Change endeavour, Choose to sustain the smart, rather than leave her, My ravish'd eyeb behold such charms about her, I can die with her, but not live without her One tender Sigh of hers to sec me languish, Will more than pay the price of my past anguish: Beware, O cruel Fair, how you smile on me, 'Twas a kind look of youis that has undone me.
Love has in store for me one happy minute,
And She will end my pain who did begin it,
Then no day void of bliss, or pleasure leaving,
Ages shall slide away without perceiving:
Cupid shall guard the door the more to please us,
And keep out Time and Death, when they would seize us
Time and Death shall depart, and say in flying,
Love has found out a way to live, by dying.
��4 1 4 Hidden Flame
FEED a flame within, which so torments me That it both pains my heart, and yet contents me: 'Tis such a pleasing smart, and I so love it, That I had rather die than once remove it.
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