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Matthew Prior - Songs Set To Music: 15. Set By Mr. De Fesch
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Farewell, Amynta, we must part;
The charm has lost its power
Which held so fast my captived heart
Until this fatal hour.

Hadst thou not thus my love abused,
And used me ne`er so ill,
Thy cruelty I had excused,
And I had loved thee still.

But know, my soul disdain`d thy sway,
And scorns thy charms and thee,
To which each fluttering coxcomb may
As welcome be as me.

Think in what perfect bliss you reign`d,
How loved before thy fall,
And now, alas! how much disdain`d
By me, and scorn`d by all.

Yet thinking of each happy hour,
Which I with thee have spent,
So robs my rage of all its power,
That I almost relent.

But pride will never let me bow;
No more thy charms can move;
Yet thou art worth my pity now,
Because thou hadst my love.
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