Timon Of Athens, Z.632, The Masque: no. 4 & 5 Solo & Chorus “Hence with your trifling deity” … “But over us no griefs prevail”

Hence, hence, hence with your trifling dainty
A greater, greater, greater we adore
Bacchus, Bacchus, Bacchus, Bacchus
Who always, always keeps us free
From that blind childish love
Who always, always keeps us free
From that blind childish love
Love makes you languish and look pale
And seek and sigh, sigh, sigh and sigh
But over us no griefs prevail
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no griefs prevail
While we have lust divine
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no griefs prevail
While we have lust divine
While we have lust divine
But over us no griefs prevail
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no griefs prevail
While we have lust divine
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no griefs prevail
While we have lust divine
While we have lust divine