Джон Уилбай - There, where I saw her lovely beauty painted - ноты, текст песни (слова)

There, where I saw her lovely beauty painted,
 Where, Venus-like, my sacred goddess shineth,
 There, with *precellent object mine eyes fainted,
 That fair, but fatal star, my dole divineth.
 As soon as morning in her light appeareth,
 Her sweet salute, my mind o'erclouded, cleareth;
 When night again the day's delight bereaveth,
 My heart's true sacrifice she quick receiveth:
 But night and day she craftily forsakes me,
 To tedious day, to loathsome night betakes me.
 
  *precellent=surpassing