Giles Farnaby - Susanna fair - текст песни (слова)

Susanna fair some time of love requested, 
 by suitors false, whom her sweet looks allur'd, 
 was in her heart full sad and sore molested, 
 feeling such force of bitterness endur'd, 
 to them she said: If I by craft procur'd 
 do yield to your request with grief and sighing,
 I lose my soul, yet hap your plaint denying, 
 you will me judge to death reproachfully,
 but rather would I keep innocence, 
 e'en dying, than live in fault, 
 to offend my God on high.