Lyrics The Fairy Queen: A Song in Two Parts and Chorus: "If Love's a Sweet Passion" - Jennifer Smith feat. Stephen Varcoe, English Baroque Soloists, John Eliot Gardiner & Monteverdi Choir

If love's a sweet passion, why does it torment?
If a bitter heart have ye, whence comes my content?
If love's a sweet passion, why does it torment?
If a bitter heart have ye, whence comes my content?
Since I suffer with pleasure why should I complain?
Oh, grieve at my fate, when I know 'tis in vain
Yet so pleasing the pain is, so soft is the dart
That at once it both wounds me and tickles my heart
Since I suffer with pleasure why should I complain?
Oh, grieve at my fate, when I know 'tis in vain
Yet so pleasing the pain is, so soft is the dart
That at once it both wounds me and tickles my heart
If love's a sweet passion, why does it torment?
If a bitter heart have ye, whence comes my content?
If love's a sweet passion, why does it torment?
If a bitter heart have ye, whence comes my content?
Since I suffer with pleasure why should I complain?
Oh, grieve at my fate, when I know 'tis in vain
Yet so pleasing the pain is, so soft is the dart
That at once it both wounds me and tickles my heart
Since I suffer with pleasure why should I complain?
Oh, grieve at my fate, when I know 'tis in vain
Yet so pleasing the pain is, so soft is the dart
That at once it both wounds me and tickles my heart
I press her hand gently, look languishing down
And by passionate silence I make my love known
I press her hand gently, look languishing down
And by passionate silence I make my love known
But, oh, how I'm blest when so kind she does prove
By some willing mistake to discover her love
When in striving to hide she reveals all her flame
And our eyes tell each other what neither dares name
But, oh, how I'm blest when so kind she does prove
By some willing mistake to discover her love
When in striving to hide she-Our eyes
Tell each other what neither dare say
By presence and gently fall languishing down
That my passionate silence I may by love know
By presence and gently fall languishing down
That my passionate silence I may by love know
But, oh, how I'm blessed when, so kind she does
Prove, by some willing mistake to discover love
When striving to hide, she reveals all of me, though
Our eyes tell each other what neither dare say
But, oh, how I'm blessed when, so kind she does
Prove, by some willing mistake to discover love
When striving to hide, she reveals all of me, though
Our eyes tell each other what neither dare say