William Smith - "Whole showers of tears to Chloris I will pour" lyrics

Whole showers of tears to Chloris I will pour As true oblations of my sincere love; If that will not suffice, most fairest flower, Then shall my sighs thee unto pity move. If neither tears nor sighs can aught prevail, My streaming blood thine anger shall appease; This hand of mine by vigor shall a**ail To tear my heart asunder thee to please. Celestial powers, on you I invocate: You now the chaste affections of my mind, I never did my faith yet violate, Why should my Chloris then be so unkind? That neither tears, nor sighs, nor streaming blood Can unto mercy move her cruel mood.