Ask Me No More / Give Me More Love (Т. Кэрью) «Серафим Полубес и другие

Ask me no more where those stars' light
That downwards fall in dead of night;
Ask me no more if east or west
The Phoenix builds her spicy nest;
For unto you at last she flies,
And in your fragrant bosom dies.

Give me more love or more disdain;
The torrid or the frozen zone
Bring equal ease unto my pain,
The temperate affords me none:

Either extreme of love or hate,
Is sweeter than a calm estate.
Give me more love or more disdain;
The torrid or the frozen zone

Bring equal ease unto my pain,
The temperate affords me none:
Either extreme of love or hate,
Is sweeter than a calm estate.

Give me a storm; if it be love,
Like Danae in that golden shower,
I swim in pleasure; if it prove
Disdain, that torrent will devour

My vulture-hopes; and he's possess'd
Of heaven, that's but from hell released.
Give me a storm; if it be love,
Like Danae in that golden shower,

I swim in pleasure; if it prove
Disdain, that torrent will devour
My vulture-hopes; and he's possess'd
Of heaven, that's but from hell released.

Ask me no more where those stars' light
That downwards fall in dead of night;
For in your eyes they sit, and there
Fixed become as in their sphere.
Ask me no more if east or west
The Phoenix builds her spicy nest;
For unto you at last she flies,
And in your fragrant bosom dies.

Give me more love or more disdain;
The torrid or the frozen zone
Bring equal ease unto my pain,
The temperate affords me none.