Lyrics:

Fairest isle, all isles excelling
Seat of pleasure and of love
Venus here will choose her dwelling
And forsake her Cyprian grove
Cupid from his fav'rite nation
Care and envy will remove;
Jealousy, that poisons passion
And despair, that dies for love
Gentle murmurs, sweet complaining
Sighs that blow the fire of love
Soft repulses, kind disdaining
Shall be all the pains you prove
Ev'ry swain shall pay his duty
Grateful ev'ry nymph shall prove;
And as these excel in beauty
Those shall be renown'd for love