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Fire, Fire Lo, here I Burn, I burn in such Defire That all the Tearf that I can Straine Out of mine Idle, Empty Braine Cannot allaye this grinding Paine! Come Trent, and Humber, and faire Thames Come ocean waves with all thy Ftreams! And if ye cannot quench my Fire -- O drown both me and my Desire Fire, fire, fire, fire! Fire, fire, fire, fire! There is no hell, no hell to my Defire For all ye Rivers backward Flye And the ocean doth its Waves deny For fear my Heate fhall drink them Drye! Come heavenly Fhowers pouring downe Come ye that Once this World did drowne And if ye cannot quench my Fire -- O drown both me and my Desire back |