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letra de why do i love? - cecil armstrong gibbs

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why do i love? go, ask the glorious sun
why every day it round the world doth run:
ask thames and tyber, why they ebb and flow:
ask damask roses why in june they blow:

ask ice and hail, the reason, why they’re cold:
decaying beauties, why they will grow old:
they’ll tell thee, fate, that every thing doth move
inforces them to this, and me to love

there is no reason for our love or hate
’tis irresistible, as death or fate;
’tis not his face; i’ve sеnse enough to see
that is not good, though doated on by mе:
nor is’t his tongue, that has this conquest won;
for that at least is equall’d by my own:
his carriage can to none obliging be
’tis rude, affected, full of vanity:

strangely ill natur’d, peevish and unkind
unconstant, false, to jealousie inclin’d;
his temper cou’d not have so great a pow’r
’tis mutable, and changes every hour:

those vigorous years that women so adore
are past in him: he’s twice my age and more;
and yet i love this false, this worthless man
with all the passion that a woman can;

doat on his imperfections, though i spy
nothing to love; i love, and know not why
sure ’tis decreed in the dark book of fate
that i shou’d love, and he shou’d be ingrate

- cecil armstrong gibbs

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