Чарльз Хьюберт Гастингс Парри - Love is a bable - ноты, текст песни (слова)

Love is a bable,
 No man is able
 To say 'tis this or 'tis that;
 So full of passions
 Of sundry fashions,
 'Tis like I cannot tell what.
 
 Love is a fellow
 Clad oft in yellow,
 The canker-worm of the mind,
 A privy mischief,
 And such a sly thief
 No man knows which way to find.
 
 Love's fair in cradle,
 Foul in fable,
 'Tis either too cold or too hot;
 An arrant liar,
 Fed by desire,
 It is and yet it is not.
  
 Love is a wonder
 That's here and yonder,
 As common to one as to moe;
 A monstrous cheater,
 Ev'ry man's debtor;
 Hang him and so let him go.