EARL OF DORSET

Each other's ruin thus pursue? We were undone when we left you With a fa, la, la, la, la.

But now our fears tempestuous grow

And cast our hopes away; Whilst you, regardless of our woe,

Sit careless at a play: Perhaps permit some happier man To kiss your hand, or flirt your fan With a fa, la, la, la, la.

When any mournful tune you hear,

That dies in every note As if it sigh'd with each man's care

For being so remote, Think then how often love we've made To you, when all those tunes were play'd- With a fa, la, la, la, la.

In justice you cannot refuse

To think of our distress, When we for hopes of honour lose

Our certain happiness : All those designs are but to prove Ourselves more worthy of your love With a fa, la, la, la, la.

And now we've told you all our loves,

And likewise all our fears, In hopes this declaration moves

Some pity for our tears : Let 's hear of no inconstancy We have too much of that at sea

With a fa, la, la, la, la.

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