Song Love, like spring-tides full and high, 'T is but rain, and runs not clear. 1670. SONG 24 John Dryden. From Abdelazar LOVE in fantastic triumph sate, Whilst bleeding hearts around him flow'd, For whom fresh pains he did create, And strange tyrannic power he show'd: From thy bright eyes he took his fires, Which round about in sport he hurl'd; But 't was from mine he took desires Enough t' undo the amorous world. From me he took his sighs and tears, But my poor heart alone is harm'd, 1677. Aphra Behn. 8 16 SALLY IN OUR ALLEY Of all the girls that are so smart And she lives in our alley. Is half so sweet as Sally; She is the darling of my heart, And she lives in our alley. Her father he makes cabbage-nets, And through the streets does cry 'em; Her mother she sells laces long To such as please to buy 'em: But sure such folks could ne'er beget She is the darling of my heart, When she is by, I leave my work, I love her so sincerely; I'll bear it all for Sally; 8 16 24 Sally in Our Alley Of all the days that 's in the week And that's the day that comes betwixt For then I'm drest, all in my best, To walk abroad with Sally; She is the darling of my heart, And she lives in our alley. My master carries me to church, Because I leave him in the lurch She is the darling of my heart, When Christmas comes about again, O, then I shall have money; I'll hoard it up, and box it all, I'll give it to my honey: I would it were ten thousand pound, She is the darling of my heart, My master and the neighbours all A slave and row a galley; 32 40 48 1729? But when my seven long years are out, O, then we 'll wed, and then we 'll bed- 56 Henry Carey. MY DEAR AND ONLY LOVE, I PRAY My dear and only love, I pray As Alexander I will reign, My thoughts did evermore disdain He either fears his fate too much, That dares not put it to the touch, But I will reign, and govern still, And have each subject at my will, 16 1711. Song But 'gainst my batteries if I find Thou kick, or vex me sore, I'll never love thee more. And in the empire of thine heart, If others do pretend a part, Or dare to vie with me, Or if committees thou erect, And go on such a score, I'll laugh and sing at thy neglect, But if thou wilt prove faithful, then, And constant of thy word, I'll make thee glorious by my pen, And famous by my sword; I'll serve thee in such noble ways I'll crown and deck thee all with bays, James Graham, Marquess of Montrose. 24 32 40 SONG My silks and fine array, My smiles and languish'd air, By Love are driven away; |