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.