Queen Venus' ardent torch doth fire
The Lover's bosom with desire
So fervid, that he flares the Rose
To kiss, in faith 'twill heal his woes
Fair-Welcome, when he felt the flame
Of Venus' brand, forthwith became
Willing to grant my prayer, and nought
He hindered more the boon I sought.
So towards the Rose I went amain,
And won the kiss, sweet cure of pain!
O moment blest! O heavenly joy!
O happiness without alloy!
My senses suddenly were drowned
In fragrant perfume, for I found
Love's bitterness was overpast,
Which o'er my life of late had cast
A cloud of woe?
Queen Venus' ardent torch doth fire
The Lover's bosom with desire
So fervid, that he flares the Rose
To kiss, in faith 'twill heal his woes
Fair-Welcome, when he felt the flame
Of Venus' brand, forthwith became
Willing to grant my prayer, and nought
He hindered more the boon I sought.
So towards the Rose I went amain,
And won the kiss, sweet cure of pain!
O moment blest! O heavenly joy!
O happiness without alloy!
My senses suddenly were drowned
In fragrant perfume, for I found
Love's bitterness was overpast,
Which o'er my life of late had cast
A cloud of woe?
