being a collection of celebrated English, and Scotch songs

iiiininii55" iMHiffiP^sdam > For I was born to Love, and thou to Reign . IMy Reafon bends, toicfi*r^ gmiIf.g,Jr miMncrifP r r^ J r" 1 - 1what thy Lyes Ordain, For I was born to Love, and thou to Reign©?MiBut wouldjrou meanly thus rely.On Power, jrou know I rauft obey:Exert a Legal Tyranny;And do an HI, becaufejrou may.Still muft I Thee, as Athelfts Heav'n adore,Uot fee thy Mercy, and vet dread thy Pow'r.- Still muft I, ifc.Take heed, my Dear, youth flies apace,As well as Cupid., Time is blind;Soon muft thofe Glories of thy Face>The Fate of Vulgar Beauty flnd;The Thoufand Loves that Arm thy potent Eye>Muft droj their CLuivers, flag their Wings, and die.The Thoufand, kc.Then wilt thou flgh, when in each Frown,A hateful wrinkle more appears;And putting peevifh Humours on.Seems but the fad effect ofjrears .Kindnefs it felf,too weak a Charm will prove.To ralfe the feeble fires of aged Love.Kindnefs it felf .l$cForc'd Compliments, and formal Bows,Will fhew thee iufb above neglect:The Heat with which thy Lover glows.Will fettle into cold Refpect :A talking, dull Platonic I fhall turn>Learn to be civil, when I ceafe to burn.A talking, kc