Let us, kind Lesbia, give away

Let us, kind Lesbia, give away

In soft embraces all the day;

We'll laugh at what the old report,

And make their gravity our sport.

The sun sets ev'ry night, and can

Rise ev'ry day as bright again,

But when once sets our smallest light,

We then shall find it always night:

Dissolv'd in sleep, both thou and I

Must ever, Lesbia, ever lie.

Then let us kiss and kiss again,

And give a hundred, thousand more;

Let us kiss on as we began,

And give as many as before.

But lest perchance our printed bliss

Some envious rival should descry,

We'll wipe out all with one more kiss,

And so deceive his jealous eye.