Now fie on love (George Alexander Macfarren)
- Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2020-03-25). Score information: A4, 5 pages, 93 kB Copyright: CPDL
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Original text and translations
1 Now fie on love, it ill befits,
Or men and women know it;
Love was not made for people in their wits,
And they that fondly show it,
Betray their too much feathered brains,
And shall have only Bedlam for their pains.
2 To love is to distract my sleep,
And waking to wear fetters,
To love is but to go to school to weep,
I'll leave it to my betters;
If single love be such a curse,
To marry is to make it ten times worse.