Barbara Bonney - I love and I must .Purcell | Текст песни

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I love and I must, and yet I would fain,
With a large dose of reason cure my pain,
But I am past hope, and yet it seems strange
A thing that's call'd man not subject to change.

Had I power to scorn as she to despise,
I might at once be inconstant and wise.
Then tell me, oh! tell me, how it should be
So easy to men, yet so hard to me.


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