Song from "The Assignation" (Long betwixt love and fear Phyllis, tormented)

Long betwixt love and fear Phyllis, tormented,
Shunn'd her own wish, yet at last she consented:
But, loth that day should her blushes discover,
"Come, gentle night," she said,
"Come quickly to my aid,
And a poor shamefac'd maid
Hide from her lover."

"Now cold as ice I am, now hot as fire,
I dare not tell myself my own desire;
But let day fly away, and let night haste her:
Grant, ye kind powers above,
Slow hours to parting love,
But when to bliss we move
Bid 'em fly faster."

"How sweet it is to love, when I discover
That fire which burns my heart, warming my lover!
'T is pity love so true should be mistaken;
But, if this night he be
False or unkind to me,
Let me die, ere I see
That I 'm forsaken."