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No. 17 - Song - Sir Philip - "Honour bids me speed away"
| Sir Philip: | Honour bids me speed away, But my love doth bid me stay! Shall I love or honour choose? Can I happiness refuse? Bid me then a craven be; Oh! tell me my duty lies with thee, And then let me fame and fortune stake, Even honour itself for thy dear sake! Let me fame and fortune stake, Honour itself for thy dear sake! |
| What is life if love be flown? What is life if love be gone? Fortune comes not ev'ry day, Let us take it while we may. Bid me then a craven be; Oh! tell me my duty lies with thee, And then let me fame and fortune stake, Even honour itself for thy dear sake! Let me fame and fortune stake, Honour itself for thy dear sake! |
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Page created 18 September 2016 .