Lyrics Corruption - In The Nursery

Corruption

Oh do not die, for I shall hate
All women so, when thou art gone
That thee I shall not celebrate
When I remember, thou wast one
But yet thou canst not die, I know
To leave this world behind, is death
But when thou from this world wilt go
The whole world vapours with thy breath
Or iff, when thou, the world’s soul go’st
It stay, tis but thy carcase then
The fairest woman, but thy ghost
But corrupt worms, the worthiest men
Oh wrangling schools that search what fire
Shall burn this world, had none the wit
Unto this knowledge to aspire
That this her fever might be it?
And yet she cannot waste by this
Nor long bear this torturing wrong
For much corruption needful is
To fuel such a fever long
These burning fits but meteors be
Whose matter in thee is soon spent
Thy beauty, and all parts, which are theee
Are unchangeable firmament
Yet 'twas of my mind, seizing thee
Though it in thee cannot persever
For I had rather owner be
Of thee one hour, than all else ever