The Cruel father/My heart with love is beating
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MY HEART WITH LOVE IS BEATING,
My heart with love is beating,
Transported by your eyes,
For as there's no retreating;
In vain a captive flies.
Then why such anger cherish?
Why turn the eyes away?
For if you bid me perish,
Alas I must obey.
Could deeds my heart discover,
Could valour gain your charms.
I'd prove myself a lover
Against a world in arms.
Proud fair thus low before you,
A prostrate warrior view,
Whose whole delight and glory
Are center'd all in you.
FINIS.