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Henry Purcell (1659-1695)

Thus to a Ripe, Consenting Maid
The Old Bachelor (1963)
William Congreve

Thus to a Ripe, Consenting Maid
Poor old repenting Delia said:
Would you long preserve your lover
Would you still his goddess reign?
Never let him all discover,
Never let him much obtain.

Men will admire, adore and die,
While wishing at your feet they lie;
But admitting their embraces
Wakes' em from the golden dream,
Ev' ry woman is the same.