Betty Roe – The Fair Singer

Letra “Betty Roe – The Fair Singer” Official Lyrics

To make a final conquest of all me
Love did compose so sweet an Enemy
In whom both Beauties to my death agree
Joining themselves in fatal Harmony;
That while she with her Eyes my Heart does bind
She with her Voice might captivate my Mind

I could have fled from One but singly fair:
My disentangled Soul it self might save
Breaking the curled trammels of her hair
But how should I avoid to be her Slave
Whose subtle Art invisibly can wreath
My Fetters of thе very Air I breath?

It had been easy, it had been еasy fighting in some plain
Where Victory might hang in equal choice
But all resistance against her is vain
Who has the advantage both of Eyes and Voice
And all my Forces needs must be undone
She having gained both the Wind and Sun

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