Пёрселл Генри - What shall I do to show - текст песни (слова)

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What shall I do to show how much I love her? 
How many millions of sighs can suffice? 
That which wins other hearts never can move her; 
those common methods of love she'll despise. 

 I will love more than man e'er lov'd before me, 
gaze on her all the day and melt all the night; 
till for her own sake, at last, she'll implore me  
to love her less to preserve our delight. 

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Since Gods themselves could not ever be loving, 
men must have breathing recruits for new joys; 
I wish my love could be always improving, 
though eager love more than sorrows destroys. 

 In fair aurelia's arms leave me expiring, 
to be embalm'd by the sweets of her breath; 
to the last moment I'll still be desiring; 
never had hero so glorious a death. 
 Lyrics: Thomas Betterton