TESTO DEL LIED

"Ah, how pleasant 'tis to love"
di John Dryden (1631-1700)

Ah, how pleasant 'tis to love,
Every moment does improve;
Joys surprising now I meet,
Nothing's like love, so charming, sweet.
Some do make a god of pleasure,
Others worship hoarded treasure;
While the lover's still addressing
To his nymph for ev'ry blessing.