Song from "Amphitryon" (Celia, that I once was blest)

Celia, that I once was blest
Is now the torment of my breast.
Since, to curse me, you bereave me
Of the pleasures I possess'd:
Cruel creature, to deceive me!
First to love, and then to leave me!

Had you the bliss ref us'd to grant,
Then I had never known the want;
But possessing once the blessing
Is the cause of my complaint:
Once possessing is but tasting;
'T is no bliss that is not lasting.

Celia now is mine no more;
But I am hers, and must adore,
Nor to leave her will endeavor:
Charms that captiv'd me before
No unkindness can dissever;
Love that 's true, is love forever.