No. 5 - Song - Doris - "Love's Race"
Doris: | What is it that a woman spurs, And bids her take such pains To fly from that which she prefers To that which she disdains? I hardly know, but so it is When love demands a test: The man who'd make a maiden his Must run, and run his best! What if he run and be left behind? What if he seek and fail to find? Let him not think the maid unkind; Who knows? In a day she may change her mind. What if he run and be left behind? What if he seek and fail to find? Who knows? Who knows? In a day she may change her mind. |
And she must run, but not too fast, For fear his love should tire; Disdain doth quench true love at last, As water quencheth fire. Then let her so adjust her pace, With purpose well conceal'd, That she may choose the time and place To pity him and yield. What if he run and be left behind? What if he seek and fail to find? Let him not think the maid unkind; Who knows? In a day she may change her mind. What if he run and be left behind? What if he seek and fail to find? Who knows? Who knows? In a day she may change her mind. |
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