The Temple of Death, Art of Poetry, Duel of the Stags, etc (1695)/Song ("From all Uneasie Passions Free")

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By the same Author.

From all Uneasie Passions Free,
Revenge, Ambition, Jealousie,
Contented I had been too blest,
If Love and You would let me Rest.
Yet that Dull Life I now Despise;
Safe from your Eyes,
I fear'd no Griefs, but, Oh, I found no Joys.

Amidst a thousand soft Desires,
Which Beauty moves, and Love inspires;
I feel such pangs of Jealous Fear,
No heart so kind as mine can bear.
Yet I'll defie the worst of harms;
Such are those Charms,
'Tis worth a Life, to Die within your Arms.

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