If Love's a Sweet Passion, &c. OR THE Passionate Lover: When Love and Beauty doth agree, It is the best of Company.  
Sung with its own proper Tune  

IF Love's a sweet Passion, why doth it Torment?  
If bitter, then tell, me, whence comes my Content?  
Since I suffer with Pleasure, why should I complain,  
Or grieve at my Fate, since I know its in vain?  
So pleasant the Pain is, and so swift is the Dart,  
At once it doth wound me, and tickle my Heart.   

I grasp't het Hand gently, locked languishing down,  
And by passionate Silence I made my Love known,  
But O how I 'm blessed, when so kind she does prove,  
By some willing mistake to discover her Love!  
In striving to hid it she reveals all her flamme,  
And our Eyes tell each other, what neither can Name   

How pleasant is Beauty? how sweet are the Charms?  
How delightful Embraces? how pleasant her Arms?  
Sure there's nothing so easy as learning to love:  
Since its taught us on Earth, by all things Above.  
To Beauty's bright Standard all Hero's must yield,  
For its Beauty that conquers and keeps the brave Field.   

To Beauty's Royal sceptre thus all things do bow,  
For its her that we Court and her that we woe.  
It so strangely doth vanquish and soften the Mind,  
That we yield at first sight to Beauty that's kind.  
For its a Treasure we dot on and dream in the night,  
And nothing but Beauty can breed such delight.   

And soon as the Morning's bright rays I behold  
Like a Bride decked in Roses and Rubies in Gold,  
strait I think on fair Esther divine and so sweet,  
And I long to see her and sigh at her Feet:  
every Moment I'm absent I languish and die,  
And I live by the Sweetness and Beam of her eye.   

Then grant, O high Powers! that her I may find  
always yielding to Love and charmingly kind,  
That at last by Entreaties she may be my Bride  
And I have the Honour to ly by her Side.  
O the Pleasures that Beauties can give, when they please!  
They can kill and can cure a poor Lover with Ease.   

I will envy no Prince, but sweetly will live  
Rest contented with Pleasure that Esther can give,  
From all Rivals and Fears we may always live free  
For ever be happy and ever agree.  
O! this innocent Pleasure and freedom will prove  
All the Joys that kind Heav'ns give those that do lov●   
FINIS.