Full Lyrics
Compell the Hawke to sitt that is unmand,
or make the Hound untaught, to draw the Deere,
or bring the free against his will in band,
or move the sad a pleasant tale to heare,
your time is lost, and you are neare the neere:
So Love ne learnes by force the knot to knit,
he serves but those that feele sweete fancyes fit.
