Tangerine Dream - The Blessed Damozel lyrics

DEAR, back my wounded heart restore And turn away thy powerful eyes Flatter my willing soul no more Love must not hope what Fate denies Take, take away thy smiles and kisses Thy Love wounds deeper then Disdain For he that sees the Heaven he misses Sustains two Hels, of losse and pain Shouldst thou some others suit prefer I might return thy scorn to thee And learn Apostasie of her Who taught me first Idolatry Or in thy unrelenting breast Should I disdain or coynesse move He by thy hate might be realest Who now is prisoner to thy love Since then unkind Fate will divorce Those whom Affection long united Be thou as cruel as this force And I in d**h shall be delighted Thus whilst so many suppliants woe And beg they may thy pitty prove I onely for thy scorn do sue 'charity here not to love Tis