Loves empire: or, the happy state of true lovers. Being a most pleasant and delightful new play song. When earth was made in the first age of men, love, that's now art, mov'd all by nature then; simplicity in love was then their pride, no cunning artifice they had to hide generous passion, which did freely flow but now 'tis gold that governs all below; more is the pitty, yet we here may find vertue out-do it, and to lovers kind. To a new play-house tune, or, All hail to the pleasure of love
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- Imprint
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London]: Printed for F. Coles, T. Vere, J. Wright, J.C. W. Thackeray, and T. Passinger, [1678 - 1680
- Publication year
- 1678-1680
- ESTC No.
- R233217
- Grub Street ID
- 104808
- Description
- 1 sheet ([1] p.) : ill. (woodcuts) ; obl. 1/2°.
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- Publication date range from Bodleian Library ballads database
Verse - "All hail to the pleasures of love,"