Still, Dorinda, I adore; br Think I mean not to deceive you, br For I loved you much before, br And, alas! now love you more br Though I force myself to leave you. br br Staying I my vows shall fail, br Virtue yields as love grows stronger; br Fierce desires will prevail, br You are fair and I am frail, br And dare trust myself no longer. br br You, my love, too nicely coy, br Lest I should have gain'd the treasure, br Made my vows and oaths destroy br The pleasing hopes I did enjoy br Of all my future peace and pleasure. br br To my vows I have been true, br And in silence hid my anguish, br But I cannot promise too br What my love may make me do br While with her for whom I languish. br br For in thee strange magic lies, br And my heart is too, too tender; br Nothing's proof against those eyes, br Best resolves and strictest ties br To their force must soon surrender. br br But, Dorinda, you're severe, br I much doting thus to sever: br Since from all I hold most dear, br That you may no longer fear, br I divorce myself for ever.