Rosemary Standley & Helstroffer's Band - Love I Obey
1. Love, I obey; shoot home thy dart.
'Tis for a bleeding, wounded heart
Whom oft I've heard to murmur tones
For me would move the ruthless stones.
2. Fly! Fly! Why stays my tardy sense
To quench that flaming influence,
Which else to cinders straight will burn
All virtue in one sacred urn?
3. Virgin more soft than vestal fire
That shoots into us chaste desire,
Can'st thou forgive a savage beast
That sacrifices now his breast?
4. Why dost thou only look and sigh
As if it breathed forth had thy life,
Oh, tyrant Love? For see the red
Is turned to paleness; beauty's dead.
5. May I forsaken be of all
Unpitied find no funeral;
My ashes through the world be blown,
For love is dead, and beauty's gone.
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