The Temple of Death, Art of Poetry, Duel of the Stags, etc (1695)/Song ("From all Uneasie Passions Free")

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By the same Author.

From all Uneasie Passions Free,Revenge, Ambition, Jealousie,Contented I had been too blest,If Love and You would let me Rest.Yet that Dull Life I now Despise;Safe from your Eyes,I fear'd no Griefs, but, Oh, I found no Joys.
Amidst a thousand soft Desires,Which Beauty moves, and Love inspires;I feel such pangs of Jealous Fear,No heart so kind as mine can bear.Yet I'll defie the worst of harms;Such are those Charms,'Tis worth a Life, to Die within your Arms.
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