Songs Set To Music: 5. Set By Mr. De Fesch
Let perjured fair Amynta know What for her sake I undergo; Tell her, for her how I sustain A lingering fever's wasting pain; Tell her the torments I endure, Which only, only she can cure. But, oh! she scorns to hear or see The wretch that lies so low as me; Her sudden greatness turns her brain, And Strephon hopes, alas! in vain; For ne'er 'twas found (though often tried) That Pity ever dwelt with Pride.
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"Let perjured fair Amynta know..."
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