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T1658 ADIEU, my Cælia, oh adieu! / Adieu my only Treasure! Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 74 A NEW SONG A NEW SONG 1715-1715

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I ADIEU, my Celia, Oh adieu! Adieu my only Treasure! I lost all Joy in losing you, Both Quiet, Hope and Pleasure. Like Freedom you my Heart possest, Thou, only Charm, that ties it: Thus we ne'er know, till void of Rest, How much we ought to prize it. II. Ye Rural Deities prepare To entertain my Charmer. Ye blooming Buds perfume the Air, While Sol shines forth to warm her. Hark pretty Birds, that on the Wing, Or on the Trees a dancing; 'Tis not the Season makes you sing, But Joy for her advancing. III. Ye feather'd Kind, with warbling Throats Express your Inclination; And join with me, in moving Notes, To sing my ardent Passion. The Silver Streams their Channel leave, And Winds, as she is turning; The River-Gods such Love receive, Their Floods can't quench their Burning IV. Ye Zephyres, in your Gales, declare My Sighs for her Returning; And whisper gently, in her Ear, My Love and all my Mourning; Tell her She's both my Pain and Bliss: But while you this discover, From her sweet Lips, O snatch a Kiss, And bring it to her Lover! V. Your Charms a Loadstone to my Heart, Which steal and draw it to you. 'Tis endless Pain from you to part, But Pleasure to pursue you,
Heav'n and Light where you resort, And Darkness is your Absence. I think no Place can be a Court Without a Royal Presence. VI. As round a Flame a harmless Flie Is hovering and turning. Till kill'd by Heat: just so am I, In your bright Beauty, burning, O let your kind Adorer live In Hopes of Rest enjoying! 'Tis God-like Peace and Life to give, What Merit's in destroying? VII. Cou'd I but hope for a Return, My boundless Love to favour; I'd be content for e'er to burn. Yet bless the Gods that gave her. Why flatter I myself with Hopes? Oh cruel Time call'd Never! My Joy a powerful Rival stops, And I must sigh forever. VIII. When drowning Men descry a Shoar, Who are with Death surrounded; Their Fear of Danger is no more, By Hope that Fear's confounded. So, when kind Fancy to my View Presents the wish'd-for Beauty; My Fears are lost, my Hopes renew, And nought remains but Duty. IX. Return, return, my Life, my Rest, My All, that I admire: Ye Gods, to make me doubly blest Her Heart's all I desire. Oh then, in moving Pity, bless My Hopes since I adore! There may be he that loves you less, Not he that loves you more.
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