John Dryden (1631–1700). The Poems of John Dryden. 1913.
Songs from the PlaysSong of Aerial Spirits, from The Indian Queen
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Sink under Love and Care,
While we that dwell in Air
Such heavy Passions never know.
Why then shou’d Mortals be
Unwilling to be free
From Blood, that sullen Cloud
Which shining Souls does shroud?
Then they’l shew bright,
And like us light,
When leaving Bodies with their Care
They slide to us and Air.