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

People / Organizations
Imprint
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,"