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Jar like the hoarsest Thunder: All this firm,
Stupendous Frame is in a moment crushed
And into atoms sinks the shattered Globe.
Song by Shakespear 135
Take, O take those Lips away
That so sweetly were forsworn;
And those Eyes, like break of Day,
Lights that do mislead the Morn;
But my kisses bring again,
Seals of Love, though seal’d in Vain.
Hide, O hide those Hills of Snow
Which thy frozen Bosom bears,
On whose Tops, the Pinks that grow
Are of those that April wears.
But first set my poor Heart free
Bound in those Icy Chains by Thee.
Roundelay, by Mr. Lee 136
Why should All things yield to Love,
Men Below, and Gods above!
Fate and Death, more awful move;
Death below, and Fate above!
Why should all things yield to Love?
Another 137
O be kind, my Dear, be Kind
While our Loves and Lives are young;
We shall find, we shall find,
Time will change both Face and Mind.
135The first stanza of this song appeared originally in Shakespeare, Measure for Measure, Act. IV, Scene I.
Wesley quotes a revised version—with added second stanza—from John Fletcher (1579–1625), The Bloody Brother,
Act V, Scene II.
136Adaptation of a chorus in Nathaniel Lee, The Princess of Cleve (London: Abel Roper, 1689), Act V,
Scene III.
137Chorus in John Crowne, Sir Courtly Nice (London: R. Wellington & E. Rumball, 1703), Act III.
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