A Songe from: Songs Compleat, Pleasant and Divertive; ... VOL. V. 1719 set by Mr. Pack "1." Farewel ungrateful Traytor, Farewel my Perjur'd Swain: Let never injur'd Creature, Believe a Man again: The pleasure of possessing, Surpasses all expressing; But Joys too short a Blessing, And love too long a Pain: But Joys too short a Blessing, And Love too long a Pain. "2." 'Tis easie to decieve us, In pity of your Pain; But when we Love, you leave us, To rail at you in vain: Before we have descry'd it, There is no Bliss beside it; But she that once has try'd it, Will never Love again: But she that once has try'd it, Will never Love again. "3." The Passion You pretended, Was only to obtain; But when the Charm is ended, The Charmer you disdain: Your Love by ours we measure, 'till we have lost our Treasure; But dying is a Pleasure, When living is a Pain: But dying is a Pleasure, When living is a Pain.