Let monarchs fight for power and fame Henry Purcell

Let monarchs fight for power and fame
With noise and arms mankind alarm
Let daily fears their quiet fright
And cares disturb their rest by night
Greatness shall ne'er my soul enthrall
Give me content and I have all

Hear, mighty Love! To thee I call
Give me Astrea, and I have all
That soft, that sweet, that charming fair
Fate cannot hurt whilst I have her
She's wealth and power, and only she
Astrea's all the world to me