SINCE FIRST I SAW YOUR FACE

(Thomas Ford)



Since first I saw your face

I resolv'd to honour and reknown ye,

If now I be disdained

I wish my heart had never known ye.

What! I that lov'd and you that lik'd

Shall be begin to wrangle?

No, no, no, my heart is fast

And cannot disentangle.



If I admire or praise you too much

That fault you may forgive me.

Or if my hands had stray'd a touch

Then justly might you leave me.

I ask'd you leave, you bade me love

Is't now a time to chide me?

No, no, no, I'll love you still

What fortune e'er betide me.



The sun, whose beams most glorious are

Rejecteth no beholder;

And your sweet beauty, past compare,

Made my poor eyes the bolder.

Where beauty moves and wit delights

And signs of kindness find me

There, oh there, where'er I go

I'll leave my heart behind me.



From Songs From Shakespeare's Plays, Kines

Published in Music of Sundrie Kindes, Ford, 1607

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