at Ve╌nus ran his Lance In yonder Cow╌slip lies my Dear entomb'd in li╌quid Gemms of Dew each day I 'le wa╌ter it with a Tear its fa╌ding Blossom to re╌new For since my Love is dead and all my Joys are gone poor Bess for his sake a Garland will make my Mu╌sick shall be a Groan I 'le lay me down and dye with╌in some hollow Tree the Raven and Cat the Owl and Bat shall war╌ble for╌th my E╌le╌gy Did you not see my Love as he past by you His two flaming Eyes if he come nigh you they will scorch up your Hearts Ladies be╌ware ye lest he shou'd dart a Glance that may ensnare ye Hark! Hark! I hear old Charon bawl his Boat he will no longer stay the Furies lash their Whips and call come come a╌way come come a╌way Poor Bess will return to the place whence she came since the World is so Mad she can hope for no Cure for Lov'es grown a Bubble a Shadow a Name which Fools do ad╌mire and Wise Men en╌dure Cold and Hungry am I grown Am╌bro╌sia will I feed up╌on drink Nectar still and Sing Who is con╌tent does all Sorrow pre╌vent And Bess in her Straw whilst free from the Law in her thoughts is as great great as a King A single SONG the Words by Mr. Motteux STript of their green our Groves ap╌pear our Vales lye bu╌ried deep in Snow the blow╌ing North controuls the Aire a nipping cold chills all be╌low The Frost has gla╌z'd our deep╌est streams Phoebus withdraw╌'s his kind╌ly Beams Phoebus withdraw╌'s his kind╌ly Beams Yet Winter blest be thy return thou 'st brought the Swain for whom I us'd to mourn and in thy Ice with plea╌sing flames we burn and in thy Ice with plea╌sing Flames we burn 2d Verse Too soon the Suns re╌vi╌ving heat will thaw thy Ice and melt thy Snow Trum╌pets will sound and Drums will beat and tell me the dear dear Youth must goe Then must my wea╌k un╌wil╌ling Arms resign him up╌ to stronger Charms resign him up╌ to stronger Charms What Flowers what Sweets what Beauteous thing when Damon's gone can ease or pleasure bring Win╌ter brings Damon Win╌ter is my Sprin╌g Win╌ter bring Damon Win╌ter is my Spring Love Arms himself a single SONG LOve Arm╌s him╌self in Celia's Eyes when e're weak Rea╌son wou'd re╌bell Love Arm╌s himself in Ce╌lia's Eyes when e're wea╌k Rea╌son wou'd re╌bell and ev'ry time I dare I da╌re be Wise a╌las a╌las a╌las a╌las a deep╌er wound I feel re╌peated thoughts re╌peated thoughts present the ill which see╌ing I must still which see╌ing I must still I must still still still endure They tell me they tell me they tell me Love has Darts to kill and Wisdom has no pow'r and Wisdom has no pow'r no no no no no no no no and Wisdom has no pow'r no pow'r to cure Then cruel cruel Reason give me give me give me rest quit quit in my Heart thy fe╌ble hold goe try thy Force go try thy Force in Ce╌lia's Breast for that is disingag'd and col╌d that is dis╌in╌gag'd and cold there all all all there all all thy Nicest Arts em╌ploy Confess thy self confess thy self her Beau╌ty's Slave and argue whilst she may de╌stroy how gre╌at how gre╌at how God╌like 't is to save The last SONG Mr. Henry Purcell Sett before his Sickness LOve╌ly Lovely Al╌bi╌na LOve╌ly Lovely Al╌bi╌na's come co╌me a╌shore to enter her just just claim Ten times more Char╌ming Ten times more Char╌ming than be╌sore To her Im╌mor╌tal Fame Fame The Bel╌gick Ly╌on as his brave brave brave the Bel╌gick Ly╌on as his brave brave brave this Beauty this Beauty will relieve this Beauty this Beauty will re╌lieve will will relieve for nothing nothing nothing but a mean blind Slave can liv╌e and let her griev╌e and let her grieve SONG Sung in the Play call'd The Massacre in Paris THy Genius lo lo from his sweet Bed of rest adorn'd with Jessimin and with Ro╌ses drest the Pow'rs Divine has rais'd to stop thy Fate a true Repentance never never comes too late a true Repentance never never comes too late So soon as Born she made her self a Shrowd the fleecy Man╌tle of a weep╌ing Cloud and swift as thought her Ai╌ry Journey took swi╌ft as thought her Ai╌ry Journey took her Hand Heav'ns Azure Gate with trem╌bling Struck the Stars did with a╌maze╌ment on her look the Stars did with a╌mazement on her look did with a╌mazement on her look She told thy Story in so sad a Tone She told thy Story in so sa╌d a Tone the Angels start from Bliss and ga╌ve a groan But Charles be╌wate Oh! dal╌ly not Oh! dal╌ly not be╌ware Oh! dal╌ly not with Heav'n for af╌ter this no Pardon no no no Par╌don shall be giv'n Oh! dally not Oh! dal╌ly not with Heavn'n for af╌ter this no no no Pardon shall be giv'n no no no Pardon shall be given A Two Part SONG FAir Clo╌e my Breast so a╌lar╌ms from her Pow'r I no Fair Cloe my Breast so a╌lar╌ms from her Pow'r from her Pow'r I no Refuge can find If a╌nother I take in my Arms yet my Clo╌e yet my Clo╌e is Refuge can find If a╌nother I take in my Arms yet my Clo╌e is then in my Mind Unblest with the Joy still a Pleasure I want still a Pleasure I then in my Mind Un╌blest with the Joy still a Pleasure I want which none but my Clo╌e my Clo╌e can grant let Clo╌e but want which none but my Clo╌e my Clo╌e can grant let Clo╌e but smi╌le smi╌le I grow ga╌y and I I grow ga╌y and I feel my Heart spring with De╌light on Clo╌e I cou'd gaze all the day all all the feel my Heart spring with De╌light on Clo╌e I cou'd gaze all the day all day all all all all the day all all the day on Clo╌e I cou'd gaze all the all the day all all all all the day all all the day on Clo╌e I cou'd gaze all the day and Clo╌e do wish for and Clo╌e do wish for and Clo╌e do wish for each night day and Clo╌e do wish for and Clo╌e do wish for and Clo╌e do wish for each night Oh! Oh! did Clo╌e Oh! Oh! did Clo╌e but Oh! Oh̄ did Clo╌e Oh! Oh! did Clo╌e but know how I Love and the Pleasure of Loving a╌gain my know how I Love and the Pleasure of Loving a╌gain my Pas╌sion her Pas╌sion her Favour wou'd mo╌ve my Pas╌sion her Favour wou'd Fa╌vour wou'd mo╌ve my Pas╌sion her Fa╌vour wou'd mo╌ve mo╌ve and in Prudence she 'd pi╌ty my Pain Good Nature and and in Prudence she 'd pi╌ty my Pain Good Nature and Int'╌rest shou'd both make her kind for the Joy she might give and the Int'╌rest shou'd both make her kind for the Joy she might give and the Joy she might find Joy she might find A SONG Sung at the Knighting of Don-Quixote in the 2d Act. Sing Sin╌g all ye Muses Sin╌g Sing Sing Sin╌g all ye Mu╌ses Sing your Lutes strike strike strike
still make it my Endeavours to go on with so Laudable an Undertaking I might indeed make my Compliments in relation to the greatness of my Expences in being Beneficial to the Publick and Expose some People that build upon my Foundation but as I desire the Readers Candour it 's my Business to make use of it in Respect to others only I shall take notice I have more than enough Discouragement to drop the pursute of Obliging my Country since Foreigners meet with a reception that is inconsistent with the Interest of one that has the Honour to be a Native But let 'em Undersell me as long as they please and Transplant their Foreign Musick into these Climates the Judicious will be of my side when they make an Estimate of Mr. Purcell's Works which are equal to those of the Best Masters of Italy and conclude that I who have now made a compleat Collection of all his Choicest Performances deserve a better Entertainment from the Hands of the Publick than any Pretenders whatsoever H. P. On the DEATH of the late Famous Mr. HENRY PVRCELL Author of the First and Second Books of Orpheus Britannicus MAke room ye happy Natives of the Sky Room for a Soul all Love and Harmony A Soul that rose to such Perfection here It scarce will be advanc'd by being there Whether to us by Transmigration given He once was an Inhabitant of Heav'n And form'd for Musick with Diviner Fire Endu'd Compos'd for the Celestial Choir Not for the Vulgar Race of Light to hear But on High-days to glad th' Immortal Ear. So in some leisure hour was sent away Their Hour is here a Life a Thousand Years their Day Sent what th' Aetherial Musick was to show And teach the wonders of that Art below Whether this might not be the Muse appeals To his Composures where such Magick dwells As Rivals Heav'nly Skill and human Pow'r excels Vile as a Sign-post Dauber's Painting show's Compar'd with Titian's Work or Angelo's Languid and low as Modern Rhime appears When Virgil's matchless Strain has tun'd our Ears So seem to him the Masters of our Isle His Inspiration theirs but Mortal Toil They to the Ear he to the Soul does dive From Anger save and from Despair revive Not the smooth Spheres in their Eternal Rounds The work of Angels warble softer Sounds What is that Heav'n of which so much we hear The happy Region gain'd with Praise and Pray'r What but one unmolested Transport which No Notion or Idea e'er cou'd reach As it appears in Vision 't is but this To be opprest with Joy and strive with Bliss Confounded with the Rays of ceaseless day We know not what we think or see or say Endless Profusion Joy without decay So when his Harmony arrests the Far We lose all thought of what or how or where Like Love it warms like Beauty does controul Like hidden Magick seizes on the whole And while we hear the Body turns to Soul From what blest Spring did he derive the Art To sooth our Cares and thus command the Heart Time list'ning stands to hear his artful Strain And Death does at the Dying throw his shafts in vain Fast to th' Immortal part the Mortal cleaves Nor till he leave to Charm the Body leaves Less Harmony than his did raise of Old The Theban Wall and made an Age of Gold How in that Mystick order cou'd he join So different Notes make Contraries combine And out of Discord cull such Sounds Divine How did the Seeds ly quickning in his Brain How were they born without a Parent 's Pain He did but Think and Musick wou'd arise Dilating Joy as Light o'erspreads the Skies From an Immortal Source like that it came But Light we know this Wonder wants a Name What art thou From what Causes dost thou spring O Musick thou Divine Mysterious thing Let me but know and knowing give me Voice to Sing Art thou the warmth in Spring that Zephire breaths Painting the Meads and whistling thro' the Leaves The happy Season that all Grief exiles When God is Pleas'd and the Creation smiles Or ar't thou Love that Mind to Mind imparts The endless Concord of agreeing Hearts Or ar't thou Friendship yet a nobler Flame That can a dearer way make Souls the same Or ar't thou rather which dos all transcend The Centre where at last the Blest ascend The Seat where Halelujah's never end Corporeal Eyes won't let us clearly view But either thou art Heav'n or Heav'n is you And thou my Muse how e'er the Criticks blame Pleas'd with his Worth and faithful to his Fame Art Musick while y' are hallowing Purcell's Name On other Subjects you Applause might miss But Envy will it self be Charmd with this How oft has Envy at his Ayrs been found T' admire enchanted with the Blissful sound Ah! cou'd you quite forget his early Doom I wou'd not from the Rapture call you home But gently from your steepy height descend You 've prais'd the Artist and now mourn the Friend Ah most unworthy shou'd we leave unsung Such wondrous Goodness in a Life so young In spight of Practice he this Truth has shown That Harmony and Vertue shou'd be one So true to Nature and so just to Wit His Musick was the very Sense you Writ Nor were his Beauties to his Art confin'd So justly were his Soul and Body join'd You 'd think his Form the Product of his Mind A Conqu'ring sweetness in his Vizage dwelt His Eyes wou'd warm his Wit like Lightning melt But those no more must now be seen and that no more be felt Pride was the sole aversion of his Eye Himself as Humble as his Art was High Ah! let him Heav'n in Life so much ador'd Be now as universally Deplor'd The Muses Sigh'd at his approaching Doom Amaz'd and raving as their own were come Art try'd the last Efforts but cou'd not save But sleep O sleep in an unenvy'd Grave In Life and Death the noblest Fate you share Poets and Princes thy Companions are And both of 'em were thy Admirers here There rest thy Ashes but thy nobler Name Shall soar aloft and last as long as Fame Nor shall thy Worth be to our Isle confin'd But flie and leave the lagging day behind Rome that did once extend its Arms so far Y 'ave conquer'd in a nobler Art than War To its proud Sons but only Earth was giv'n But thou hast triumph'd both in Earth and Heav'n And now Farewel nor Fame nor Love nor Art Nor Tears avail we must for ever part For ever dismal Accent what alone But that can tell our Loss or reach our Moan What term of Sorrow Preference dare contend What but the tenderest dearest name of Friend Hail him ye Angels to the Elisian Shoar The noblest Freight that ever Charon bore Tho Orpheus and Amphion pass'd before His Skill as far exceeds as had his Name Been known as long he wou'd have done in Fame Tho the wide Globe for tuneful Souls you cull Hope no
pasâ•Œsing by with brighter Gloâ•Œries blest my Eye Ah! then in vain in vain said I the Fields and Flow'rs do shine Nature in this Charming Place creâ•Œaâ•Œted Pleasure in Excess but all are Poor to Cynthia's Face whose Features are Divine A SONG with a Trumpet in Dioclesion SOuâ•Œnd Fame thy Brazen Trumpet sound sound sound sounâ•Œd thy Brazen Trumpet sound Stand stand in the Centre stand in the Centre of the Uâ•Œniâ•Œverse and call and caâ•Œll the listning World aâ•Œround while we inâ•Œjoyâ•Œfull Notes reâ•Œherse in Artâ•Œfull Numbers in Artfull Numbers and well choâ•Œsen Verse Great Diâ•Œoclesian's Greâ•Œat Diâ•Œoâ•Œcleâ•Œsian's Glory Great Dioclesian's Greâ•Œat Diâ•Œoâ•Œcleâ•Œsian's Glory Greâ•Œat Diâ•Œoâ•Œcleâ•Œsian's Glory A DIALOGUE between Thirsis and Daphne Thirsis WHY my Daphne why complaining and my Sghs and Tears disdaining since not many hours are past when with hands lift up to Heav'n then our plighted Faith was giv'n vowing they shou'd ever last shou'd ever eâ•Œver eâ•Œver last shou'd ever eâ•Œver eâ•Œver last Daphne Oh! ingrateful sly Deceiver and I eaâ•Œsie eaâ•Œsie fond Believer to think that Man could e're be true This to Egâ•Œla was a Token witness all your Vows are broken and I poor I and I pooâ•Œr I 'm undone by you Thirsis Could that false maâ•Œlicious Creature work upâ•Œon your eaâ•Œsie Nature could she say That Gift was mine No that Garland Egâ•Œla gave me but her Arts could ne're enslave me No no my Life my All is thine my All All All my All is thine Daphne Oh! how quick my Heart is beatâ•Œing Oh! how quick how quick my Heart is beatâ•Œing ev'â•Œry Pulse the Joy reâ•Œpeating the Joy reâ•Œpeating the Joy reâ•Œpeatâ•Œing pleas'd to find my Swain so true pleas'd to find my Swain so true Thirâ•Œsis is my onâ•Œly Treasure Thirâ•Œsis is my onâ•Œly Treasure Oh! I Love Oh! I Love beâ•Œyond all measure and wou'd quit the World for you CHORUS CHORVS Oh! how quick my Heart is beatâ•Œing Oh! how quick how quick my Oh! how quick my Heart is beatâ•Œing Oh! how quick my Heart is beatâ•Œing ev'â•Œry Pulse the Joy reâ•Œpeating the Joy reâ•Œpeating the Heart is beating ev'â•Œry Pulse the Joy the Joy reâ•Œpeating the Joy the Joy reâ•Œpeatâ•Œing pleas'd to find my Swain so true pleas'd to Joy reâ•Œpeatâ•Œing pleas'd to find my Nymph so true pleas'd to find to find my Swain so true Thirsis is my onâ•Œly Treasure Thirsis is my find my Nymph so true Daphne is my onâ•Œly Treasure my onâ•Œly onâ•Œly onâ•Œly Treasure Oh! I love Oh! I love beyond all measure Treasure Oh! I love Oh! I love I love beyond all measure and wou'd quit the World for you and wou'd quit the World for you A VERSE out of the late Queen's Birthday SONG ANd low a sacred Fuâ•Œry sweel'dâ•Œher breast and the whole God her lab'â•Œring Soul posâ•Œsest to lofâ•Œty Strains to lofâ•Œty Strains her tuneâ•Œful Lyre she Strung thus thus thus thus thus the Goddess Play'd and thus she Sung To lofâ•Œty Strains to lofâ•Œty Strains her tuneful Lyre she Strung and thus thus thus the Godâ•Œdess Play'd and thus she Sung to lofâ•Œty Strains her tuneful Lyre she Strung and thus thus thus the Godâ•Œdess Play'd and thus she Sung A VERSE out of the late Queen's Birthday-SONG MAâ•Œny many many such Days may she beâ•Œhold many many Many many many such Days may she beâ•Œhold many such Days may she behold many many many many many many many such many many many such Days may she behold many many many many many many Days may she beâ•Œhold like the glaâ•Œd such may she behold like the glaâ•Œd Sun without deâ•Œcay Sun without deâ•Œcay without withâ•Œout deâ•Œcay Many many like the glaâ•Œd Sun without deâ•Œcay many such Days may she beâ•Œhold many many Many many many such Days may she beâ•Œhold many such Days may she behold many many many many many many many such many many many such Days may she behold many many many many many many Days may she beâ•Œhold like the glaâ•Œd such may she behold like the glaâ•Œd Sun without deâ•Œcay Sun withâ•Œout deâ•Œcay withâ•Œout withâ•Œout deâ•Œcay Like the glaâ•Œd Sun withâ•Œout deâ•Œcay May Time that tearâ•Œs may Time that tearâ•Œs May Time that tearâ•Œs may Time that tearâ•Œs where he lay's hold Onâ•Œly Saâ•Œlute her onâ•Œly Saâ•Œlute her where he lay's hold Onâ•Œly Saâ•Œlute her onâ•Œly saâ•Œlute her onâ•Œly Saâ•Œlute onâ•Œly Saâ•Œlute her in his way May Time that tearâ•Œs her Saâ•Œlute her in his way May Time that may Time that tearâ•Œs where heâ•Œlay's hold tearâ•Œs may Time that tearâ•Œs where he lay's hold Onâ•Œly Saâ•Œlute Onâ•Œly Saâ•Œlute her onâ•Œly Saâ•Œlute her onâ•Œly Saâ•Œlute her in his way Saâ•Œlute her onâ•Œly Saâ•Œlute her only Saâ•Œlute her Saâ•Œlute her in his way Saâ•Œluteâ•Œher in his way her in his way The EPICURE UNâ•Œderâ•Œneath this Myrtle Shade on Flow'â•Œry Beds Suâ•Œpineâ•Œly Nâ•Œderâ•Œneath this Myrtle Shade on Flow'â•Œry Beds Suâ•Œpineâ•Œly laid with Od'rous Oyls my Head o'erflowing and aâ•Œrouâ•Œnd it Roses laid with Od'rous Oyls my Head o'erflowâ•Œing and aâ•Œrouâ•Œnd it Roses growing What should I do but drink aâ•Œway what should I do but drink aâ•Œway growing What should I do but drink drink what should I do but drink drink aâ•Œway the Heat and Trouâ•Œbles of the day the Heat and drink drink drink aâ•Œway the Heat and Trouâ•Œbles of the day the Heat and Troubles of the day In this more than Kingly State Love himself shall on me wait Troubles of the day In this more than Kingly State Love himself shall on me wait Fill to me Love nay fill it up and mingled caâ•Œst cast inâ•Œto the Fill to me Love nay fill it up and mingled caâ•Œst inâ•Œto the Cup Wit and Mirth Vig'rous Health Vig'rous Health and Gay Desires The Cup and Noble Fires Vig'rous Health Vig'rous Health and Gay Desires The Wheel of Life no less will stay in a smooth than rugged Way since it Wheel of Life no less will stay in a smooâ•Œth than rugged Way since it eâ•Œqualâ•Œly doth flee let the Moâ•Œtion pleasant be let the Moâ•Œtion eâ•Œqualâ•Œly doth flee let the Moâ•Œtion pleasant be let the pleasant be let the Moâ•Œtion pleaâ•Œsant be Moâ•Œtion pleaâ•Œsant be let it pleaâ•Œsant be Solus Why do we precious Ointments show'r Nobler Wines why doâ•Œwe pour Beauteous Flow'rs why do we spread upâ•Œon the Moâ•Œnuâ•Œments of the Dead Nothing they but Dust can show or Bones that haâ•Œsten to be so CHORUS CHORVS Crown me with Roâ•Œses whilst I live now now your Wine and Ointments give Crown me with Roâ•Œses whilst I live now now your Wine and Ointments give Afâ•Œter Death I nothing crave I nothing crave let me aâ•Œlive my Pleasure have Afâ•Œter Death I nothing nothing crave let me aâ•Œlive my Pleasure have all all are Stoâ•Œicks all all are Stoâ•Œicks in the Grave all all are all all are Stoicks all all are Stoicks in the Grave all all are Stoâ•Œicks in the Grave Stoicks in the Grave A SONG for Two Voices JUlia Julia your unâ•Œjust disâ•Œdain moves moâ•Œves me to comâ•Œplain Julia Julia your unjust disdain moves moâ•Œves me to comâ•Œplain you you you that Vow'd to be so true aâ•Œlas aâ•Œlas aâ•Œlas
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A Song in the Rival-Sisters CE╌lia has a thousand thousand thou╌sand Charmes 't is Heav'n 't is Heav'n to lye with╌in her Armes while I stand gazing on her Face some new and some resistless grace fills with fresh Magick all the place while I stand gazing on her Face some new and some re╌sist╌less grace fills with fresh Magick a╌ll the place But while the Nymph I thus a╌dore but while the Nymph I thus I thus a╌dore I shou'd my wretched wretched wretched Fate deplore for oh Mir╌til╌lo oh Mir╌til╌lo have a care have a care her sweetness is a╌bove compare but then she 's false she 's false but then she 's false she 's false as well as Fair have a care have a care have a care Mir╌til╌lo have a care Mir╌til╌lo have a care have a care have a care have a care A Song in Tyrannick Love or the Royal Martyr AH how sweet ah how sweet how sweet it is to Love Ah! ah ah how gay is young de╌sire And what plea╌sing pain and what plea╌sing pain we prove when first when first we feel a Lovers fire pains of Love are sweet╌ter far then all all all all all all other pleasures are pains of Love are swee╌ter far then all all all all other plea╌sures are are A Song on Mrs. Bracegirdle's Singing I Burn c. In the Second part of Don-Quixote WHilst I with grief did on you look whilst I with grief did on you look when Love had tur╌n'd your Brain from you I I the con╌ta╌gion took from you I I the con╌ta╌gion took and for you for you bor╌e the pain for you for you bor╌e the pain Mar╌cel╌la then your Lo╌ver prize and be not be not be not too se╌vere use well use well the con╌quest of your Eyes for Pride Pride Pride has cost you dear Am╌bro╌sio treates your Flames with scorn and rack╌s your ten╌der mind withdraw your Smiles withdraw your Smile╌s and Frowns re╌turn and pay him pay him pay him in his kind and pay him pay him pay him in his kind IF Musick if Musick be the foo╌d of Love Sing on sing on sing on sing on sing si╌ng on till I am fill'd with jo╌y till I am fill'd with joy for then my listning Soul you mo╌ ╌ve for then my listning Soul you mo╌ve you move to plea╌sures that can never ne╌ver cloy your Eyes your Meen your Tongue de╌clare that you are Mu╌sick ev'╌ry where your Eyes your Meen your Tongue de╌clare that you are Mu╌sick ev'╌ry where Pleasures in╌vade both Eye and Ear pleasures invade both Eye and Ear so fier╌ce so fier╌ce the transports are they wou╌nd so fier╌ce the transports are they wound and all my Sen╌ses feasted are and all my Sen╌ses feast╌ed are tho' yet the Treat is on╌ly Sound tho' yet the Treat is on╌ly Sound Sound Sound Sound Sound Sound is on╌ly Sound sure I must perish I must I must pe╌rish by your Charms unless you sa╌ve me in your Armes A Song in Timon of Athens THe Ca╌res the Car╌es of Lo╌vers their A╌lar╌mes their Sighs their Tears have pow'r╌full Charms and if so sweet their Tor╌ment is ye Gods ye Gods how Ravish╌ing ye Gods how Ravish╌ing how Ravishing the bliss so soft so gen╌tle so soft so gen╌tle is their pain 't is ev'n a plea╌sure to com╌plain A Song in the Indian Emperor I Look'd I look'd and saw within the Book of Fate where ma╌ny Days did Low'r when lo when lo one happy happy Hour leapt up leapt up and smil'd leapt up and smi╌l'd to save thy sin╌king State A Day shall come when in thy pow'r thy cru╌el Foes shall be a Day shall come when in thy pow'r thy cru╌el Foes shall be then shall the Land be free and thou in Peace and thou in Pea╌ce shalt Reign but take Oh! oh take that op╌portu╌ni╌ty which once re╌fus'd will never never never come a╌gain will never never never never never never never come a╌gain A Song on a Ground the Words by Sir George Ethridge CEase anxious World your fruit╌less Pain cease cease cease anxious World your fruit╌less Pain to gra╌sp for╌bidden Store your study'd Labours shall prove vain your Alchy╌my un╌blest whilst Seeds of far more pre╌cious Ore are ripen'd are ri╌pen'd in my Breast My Breast the Forge of happi╌er Love where my Lu╌cin╌da my Lu╌cin╌da lies and the rich Stock does so improve as she her Art em╌ploys that ev'╌ry Smile and Touch she gives turns all to Golden Joys Since then we can such Treasures raise let 's no Expence re╌suse in Love let 's lay out all our Days how can we e're be Poore How can we e're be Poore How can we e're be Poor when ev'╌ry Blessing that we use be╌gets a thousand more When e'╌ry Blessing that we use be╌gets a thousand more When ev'╌ry Blessing that we use be╌gets a thousand more A Seranading SONG SYmphony for two Flutes SO╌ft Notes and gent╌ly rais'd lest some har╌sh sound the fair Co╌rinna's Rest do rude╌ly wound dif╌suse a peace╌full calmness through each Part touch all the Springs of a so╌ft Virgin 's Heart Tune ev'ry Pulse and kin╌dle all her Blood and swell the tor╌ment of the li╌ving Flood gli╌de thro' her Dreams and o're her Fan╌cy move and stir up stir up all the I╌mages of Love Play the Trible of the Symphony then go on Thus fe╌ble Man does his advantage take to gain in Sleep what he must lose a╌wake when Night and Shades shut up Co╌rin╌na's Charms then then is the prop'rst time to take up Arms But Night and Shades her Beau╌ties can't con╌ceal Night has pe╌cu╌liar Gra╌ces to re╌veal CHORUS Flute Ten thousand thousand Rap╌tures de attend ten thousand thousand ten thousand thousand Raptures Ten thousand thousand Raptures do at╌tend ten thousand thousand Raptures de at╌tend do do attend this time too strong for Fancy too strong for Fancy and too full and too at╌tend this time too strong for Fancy too strong for Fancy and too full and full too full for Rhime too strong for Fan╌cy and too full for Rhime too full too full for Rhime too strong for Fan╌cy and too full for Rhime SYmphony fo two FLUTES How plea╌sant is this flow╌ry Plain and Grove What perfect Scenes of In╌no╌cence and Love As if the Gods when all things here below were curs'd reserv'd this
chief╌est chief╌est hap╌pi╌ness be╌low our chief╌est chief╌est hap╌pi╌ness be╌low all all all all all o╌ther Pleasures all all o╌ther all o╌ther Pleasures are but Toys all all o╌ther Pleasures all all o╌ther Pleasures all all o╌ther Pleasures are but Toys all all all all are but Toys Musick without that is but Noi╌se all all all are but Toys Musick with╌out And Beauty that is but Noi╌se And Beauty Beauty and Beauty Beauty but an empty show but an empty show Heaven who knew best what Men Beauty but an empty show but an emp╌ty show Heaven who knew best what Men cou'd mo╌ve cou'd move and raise his thoughts and raise his cou'd mo╌ve cou'd move and raise his thoughts and raise his thoughts a╌bove the Brute said let him let him be said let him let him be and thoughts a╌bove the Brute said let him let him be said let him let him be and let him Love That that that that alone that that a╌lone must his let him Love That that that that a╌lone that a╌lone that that alone must his Soul improve How╌e're Phi╌lo╌so╌phers dis╌pute that that that Soul improve How╌e're Phi╌lo╌so╌phers dis╌pute that that that that alone that alone must his Soul improve How╌e're Phi╌ that a╌lone that a╌lone that a╌lone must his Soul improve How╌e're Phi╌ ╌ lo╌so╌phers dis╌pute ╌ lo╌so╌phers dis╌pute A Two Part SONG THough my Mistress be Fair yet froward yet froward she 's too then hang the dull Tho' my Mistress be Fair yet frow╌ard she 's too then Soul then hang the dull Soul that will offer will of╌fer to Woo but 't is Wine brave hang the dull Soul then hang the dull Soul that will offer to Woe but 't is Wine 't is Liquor 't is Liquor good Liquor that 's much more sublime much bris╌ker Wine brave Wine 't is Liquor good Liquor that 's much more sublime much brisker and quicker much much much bris╌ker and quicker it in Sparkles smiles on me and quicker much much much bris╌ker and quicker it in Sparkles smiles on me tho' she frown up╌on me Then with Laugh╌ing and tho' she frown up╌on me Then with Laugh╌ing and Quaffing I 'le Time and Age be╌guile owe my Pimples and Wrinkles owe my Pimples and Quaffing I 'le Time and Age be╌guile owe my Pimples and Wrinkles owe my Pimples and Wrinkles to my Drink and a Smile Come fill up come fill up my Glass and Wrinkles to my Drink and a Smile Come fill up my Glass come fill up my Glass and a╌pox on her Face may it never want Scars and Scratches may it never want Scars and a╌pox on her Face may it never may it never want Scars want Scars and Scratches Wash Paint and Patches Give me all my Drink╌ing Maga╌zine Scratches Wash Paint and Patches Give me all my Drink╌ing Ma╌ga╌zine I 'le blo╌w up the Scornfull Quean give me Bottles and Give me all I 'll blo╌w up the Scornfull Quean give me Jugs and Glas╌ses and Mugs I 'le hug 'em and tug 'em I 'le hug 'em and Bottles and Jugs and Glasses and Mugs I 'le hug 'em I 'le hug 'em and tug e'm and Court 'em much more than e're I did the pee╌vish Girl be╌fore tug 'em and Court 'em much more than e're I did the pee╌vish Girl be╌fore than e're I did than e're I did the pee╌vish than e're I did the pe╌vish Gir╌l Girl be╌fore be╌fore A Two Part SONG FOr Love ev'ry Creature is form'd for For Love ev'ry Creature is form'd by his Nature for Love ev'ry Creature is Love ev'ry Creature for Love ev'ry Creature is form'd by his Nature form'd for Love ev╌'ry Creature is form'd is form'd by his Nature No Joy╌es are a╌bove the plea╌sures No no no no Joys are a╌bove the plea╌sures of Love no Joys are a╌bove the pleasures of Love no of Love no Joys are a╌bove the pleasures of Love Joy╌es are a╌bove no no no no no no no no no no no no no Joy╌es are a╌bove Joys are above no no no no no no Joys are above the pleasures the pleasures the no no no no no no no Joys are a╌bove the pleasures the pleasures the pleasures of Love pleasures of Love A Two Part SONG WHen Teucer from his Fa╌ther fled and from the Shore of Sa╌la╌mine when When Teu╌cer from his Fa╌ther fled and from the Shore and Teu╌cer from his Fa╌ther fled and from the Shore of Sa╌la╌mine and from the Shore of Sa╌la╌mine when Teucer from his Fa╌ther fled and from the Shore of Sa╌la╌mine with a Poplar Wreath he crown'd his from the Shore of Sa╌la╌mine with a Poplar Wreath he Head that glow'd with the warmth of ge╌ne╌rous Wine crown'd his Head that glow'd with the warmth of ge╌ne╌rous Wine and thus to his and thus to his droo╌ping Friends he said and thus to his droo╌ping Friends he said and thus to his droo╌ping droo╌ping Freinds he said Chear up my Hearts chear up my Friends he said Chear up my Hearts Hearts your Anchors weigh tho' Fate our Native Soil de╌bar chear up my Hearts your Anchors weigh tho' Fate our Native Soil de╌bar Chance is a better better Father far Chance is a better better Father far Chance is a better better Father far Chance is a better better and a bet╌ter Country a bet╌ter better Country is the Sea Father far and a bet╌ter Country a better Country is the Sea Then chear up my Hearts then chear up my Hearts your Anchors Then chear up my Hearts then chear up my Hearts your Anchor weigh Come Plo╌w my Mates come Plo╌w weigh Come Plo╌w my Mates come Plo╌w my Mates the wa╌try wa╌try way and fear not and fear not fear not my Mates the wa╌try wa╌try way and fear not and fear not fear not un╌der my Command we that have known have known the worst we that have under my Command we that have known have known the worst we that have known the worst at Land with the morrow's Dawn with the morrow's Dawn we 'll An╌chor known the worst at Land with the morrow's Dawn with the morrow's Dawn we 'll weigh Let us drink and drown our Cares a╌wa╌y An╌chor weigh Let us drink and drown our Cares let us let us drink and drown our Cares a╌way and drown our drink and drown our Cares a╌way let us drink let us drink let us drink let us Cares and drown our Cares let us drink let us drink let us drink let us drink let us drink let us drink let us drink and drown and drown our Cares a╌way les us drink and drown and drown our Cares a╌way let us drink and drown and drink and drown and drown our Cares a╌way let us drink and drown and drown our Cares a╌way drown our Cares a╌way A DIALOGUE in King Arthur YOU say 't is Love creates the pain of which so sad╌ly you complain and yet wou'd fain engage my Heart in that un╌ea╌sy cru╌el cru╌el part but how a╌las how a╌las think you that I can bear the woun╌ds of which you die how a╌la╌s
rant migh╌ti╌ly because I Love the same as you a╌las you 're ve╌ry Rich 't is true but prethee Fool what 's that to Love and me Your Land and Money let that serve and know you 're more by that than you de╌serve When next I see my Fair one she shall know how worth╌less thou art of her Bed and Wretch I 'll strike thee dumb and dead with no╌ble Verse not un╌der╌stood by you while thy sole Rhet'rick shall be Joynture and Jewels and our Friends a╌gree Pox of your Friends that dote and do╌mi╌neer Lovers are bet╌ter Friends than they let 's those in o╌ther things o╌bey the Fates and Stars and Gods must go╌vern here Vain name of Blood in Love let none ad╌vise with a╌ny Blood but with their own 'T is that which bids me this bright Maid a╌dore no o╌ther Thought has had ac╌cess did she now beg I 'd Love no less and were she an Empress I shou'd Love no more Were she as just and true to me ah sim╌ple Soul what wou'd become of thee A SONG in King Arthur FAirest Isle of Isles Ex╌cel╌ling Seat of Plea╌sures and of Loves Ve╌nus here will chuse her Dwelling and for╌sake her Cy╌prian Groves Cu╌pid from his Fav'rite Nation Care and En╌vy will Remove Jea╌lou╌sie that poy╌sons Passion and De╌spair that dies for Love II. Gentle Murmurs sweet Complaining Sighs that blow the Fire of Love Soft Repulses kind Disdaining Shall be all the Pains you prove Every Swain shall pay his Duty Gratefull every Nymph shall prove And as these Excell in Beauty Those shall be Renown'd for Love A SONG in Bonduca Sung by Miss Cross OH Oh! lead me lead me to some peace╌full Gloom where none but sigh╌ing none but sigh╌ing sigh╌ing Lo╌vers come where the shrill the shrill Trumpets never sou╌nd never never sound but one E╌ter╌nal Hush one e╌ter╌nal Hush goes round There let me sooth my plea╌sing pain there let me sooth my plea╌sing pain and never never think of War never never think of War never never think of War never never never never never never think of War a╌gain what glo╌ry what glo╌ry what glo╌ry can can a Lover have to Conquer to Con╌quer yet be still a slave what glo╌ry what glo╌ry can a Lo╌ver have to Conquer to Conquer to Conquer yet be still still a Slave yet yet be still yet yet be still yet yet be still still a Slave Sweeter than Roses a single SONG SWee╌ter then Ro╌ses or cool coo╌l Ev'ning Breeze Swee╌ter then Ro╌ses or cool cool Ev'╌ning Breeze on a war╌m Flow╌ry shore was the Dear the dear the dear dear de╌ar Kiss First tre╌m╌bling first tre╌mbling made me made me free╌ze made me freeze then shot like Fire all all all all o're then shot like Fire all all all all then shot like Fire all all o're What Magick has Vic╌to╌rious Love what Magick has Vic╌to╌rious Love for all all all I touch all all all all I touch or see since that dear dear Kiss I hourly hour╌ly prove all all all all is Love all all all all all all is Love all all all all all is Lo╌ve all all all all all is Lo╌ve is Love to me SONG Sung by Jemmy Bowen at the opening the Old Play-house LU╌cin╌da is Be╌witch╌ing Fair Lu╌cin╌da is Be╌witch╌ing Fair all o're a╌ll o're in╌ga╌ing is her Air all o're all o're all o're in╌ga╌ging is her Air all o're all o're in╌ga╌ging is her Air In ev╌'ry Song Lu╌cin╌da Lu╌ cinda Lu╌cin╌da 's Fam'd She is the Quee╌n of Love proclaim'd to all to all She does She does a Flame im╌part ex╌pi╌ring Victims ex╌pi╌ring ex╌pi╌ring Vic╌tims feel her Dart Lu╌ c First Strain again Strephon for her has Love ex╌prest Phi╌lan╌der sighs sighs sighs too with the rest Wrack'd Wrack'd with Despair each one complains un╌mo╌v'd un╌touch't She all She all She all dis╌dains Lu╌ c End with the the first Strain from this mark S This was the last Song that Mr. Purcell Sett it being in his Sickness FRom Rosie Bow'rs where Sleep's the God of Love hither hither ye little waiting Cupids fly fl╌y fl╌y hither ye lit╌tle waiting Cu╌pids fly teach me teach me in soft Me╌lodious Songs to move with ten╌der ten╌der Passion my Heart 's my Heart 's dar╌ling Joy Ah! let the Soul of Musick Tune my Voice to Win dear Strephon ah ah let the Soul of Musick Tune my Voice to Win dear Strephon dear dear dear Strephon who my Soul en╌joys Or if more in╌flu╌encing is to be brisk and Ai╌ry with a Step and a Bound and a Frisk from the Ground I will Trip like a╌ny Fairy As once on I╌da Dancing were three Ce╌lestial Bodies with an Air and a Face and a Shape and a Grace let me Charm like Beauty's Goddess with an Air and a Face and a Shape and a Grace let me Charm like Beauty's Goddess Slow Ah! ah 't is in vain 't is all 't is all all in Vain Death and De╌spair must end the Fa╌tal pain cold Despair cold cold De╌spair disguis'd like Snow and Rain falls falls falls on my Breast Bleak Winds in Tempests Blo╌w in Tempests Blo╌w my Veins all Shiver and my Fingers Glow my Pulse beats a Dead Dead March my Pulse bea╌ts a Dead Dead March for lost re╌pose and to a so╌lid lump of Ice my poor poor fond Heart is froze Or say ye Pow'rs say say ye Pow'rs my Peace to Crown shall I shall I shall I Thaw my self or drown shall I shall I shall I Thaw my self or drown a╌mongst the foaming Billows in╌creasing all with Tears I shed on Beds of Ooze and Chrystal Pillows lay down down down lay down down down my Love╌sick Head say say ye Pow'rs say say ye Pow'rs my Peace to Crown shall I shall I shall I Thaw my self or drown shall I shall I shall I Thaw my self or drown Quick No no no no no I 'le straight run Mad Mad Mad Mad Mad that soon that soon my Heart will warm when once the Sense is fled is fled Love Love has no pow'r no no no no no pow'r to Charm Love has no pow'r no no no no Love has no pow'r no no no no no no no no no pow'r to Charm Wild thro'the Woods I 'le fl╌y Wil╌d thro'the Woods I 'le fl╌y Robes Locks shall thus thus thus thus be tore a Thousand thousand deaths I 'le dye a thousand thousand deaths I 'le dye e're thus thus in vain e're thus thus in vain thus in vain a╌dore A Song on a Ground the Words by Madam Phillips H So╌li╌tude my swee╌test Choice Oh So╌li╌tude Oh So╌li╌tude my swee╌test sweetest Choice Places de╌vo╌ted to the Night re╌mote from Tumult and from Noise how ye my Rest╌less Thoughts de╌light Oh So╌li╌tude Oh So╌li╌ tude my swee╌test sweetest Choice Oh Heavens what Con╌tent is mine to see those Trees which have appear'd from the Na╌ti╌vi╌ty of Time and which all A╌ges have re╌ver'd to look to day as fresh and green to look to day as fresh and
Wheel for if Gypsies don't lye I shall I shall be a Governour too e're I dye She. Ah! Collin ah Collin by all by all thy late doings I find with sorrow and trouble with sorrow and trouble the Priâ•Œde of thy mind our Sheep now at random disâ•Œorderâ•Œly run and now and now Sundays Jacket goes eâ•Œvery day on Ah! what dost thou what dost thou what dost thou mean ah what dost thou what dost thou what dost thou mean He. To make my Shoos clean and foot it and foot it to 'th Court to the King and the Queen where shewing my parts I preâ•Œserment shall win She. Fye fye fye fye fye fye fye fye fye fye 't is better 't is better for us to Plough and to Spin for as to the Court when thou happen'st to try thou 'lt find nothing got there unless thou can'st buy For Money the Devil the Devil and all 's to be found but no good Parts minded no no no no good Parts minded without the good Pound He. Why then I 'le take Arms why then I 'le take Arms I 'le take Arms and follow and follow Allarms hunt Honour that now aâ•Œdays plagueâ•Œly Charms She. And so lose a Limb by a Shot or a Blow and curse thy self afâ•Œter for leaving for leaving the Plough He. Supâ•Œpose I turn Gamester She. So Cheat and be Bang'd He. What think'st of the Road then She. The Highway to be Hang'd He. Nice Pimping howâ•Œeâ•Œver yields profit for Life I 'le help some fine Lord to aâ•Œnother's fine Wife She. That 's dangerous too aâ•Œmongst the Town Crew for some of 'em will do the same thing by you and then I to Cuckold ye may be draw'n in faith Collin 't is better I sit here and Spin faith Collin 't is better I sit here and Spin. He. Will nothing prefer me what think'st of the Law She. Oh! while you live Collin keep out of that Paw He. I 'le Cant and I 'le Pray She. Ah! there 's naught got ah there 's naught got that way there 's no one minds now what those Black Cattle say let all our whole care be our Farming afâ•Œfair He. To make our Corn grow and our Apâ•Œple Trees bear 2 Voc. Ambition's Ambition's a Trade a Trade no Contentment can show so I 'le to my Distaff Ambition's Amâ•Œbition's a Trade no Contentment can show and Ambition's Ambition's a Trade a Trade a Trade no Contentment can show no no no I to my Plough Ambition's Amâ•Œbition's a Trade no Contentment can show no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no contentment can show no no no contentment can show no no no no no contentment can show no no no no no no contentment can show CHORUS Let all our whole care be our Farming affair to make our Corn grow and our Apâ•Œple Trees beare Let all our whole care be our Farming affair to make our Corn grow and our Apâ•Œple Trees bear Amâ•Œbition's Amâ•Œbition's a Trade a Trade no Contentâ•Œment can show so I 'le to my Distaff Ambâ•Œition's Amâ•Œbition's a Trade no Conâ•Œtentment can show and Amâ•Œbition's Amâ•Œbition's a Trade a Trade no Conâ•Œtentâ•Œment can show no no no I to my Plough Amâ•Œbition's Amâ•Œbition's a Trade no Conâ•Œtentment can show no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no contentment can show no no no contentment can show no no no no no contentment can show no no no no no no contentment can show Bacchus is a Pow'r divine a single SONG BAcchus is a Pow'r diâ•Œvine for He no sooner fills my Head with mighâ•Œty Wine but all my Caresresign and droop and droop then sink sink down dead Then then the pleaâ•Œsing thoughts beâ•Œgin and I in Riâ•Œches flow at least I fancy so And without thought of want I Sinâ•Œg I Sinâ•Œg stretch'd on the Earth my Head all aâ•Œround with Flowers Weavâ•Œv'd inâ•Œto a Garland Crown'd Then then I beâ•Œgin to live and scorn what all the world can show or give Let the braâ•Œve Fools that fondly think of Honour and delight to make a Noise a noise and Fiâ•Œght go seek out War whilst I seek Peace seek Peace whilst I seek Peace seek Peace and drink whilst I seek Peace whilst I seek Peace seek Peace and drink Then fill my Glass fill fill it high some perhaps think it fit to faâ•Œll and dye but when the Bottles rang'd make War with me the Fighting Fool shall see when I am sunk the diff'rence to lye dead and lye deaâ•Œd Drunk the Fighting Fool shall see when I am sunk the diff'rence to lye dead and lâ•Œye dead drunk 'T is Nature's Voice a single SONG 'T Is Nature's Voice 't is Nature's Voice thro' all the moveâ•Œing Wood of Creatures unâ•Œderâ•Œstood the Uâ•Œniâ•Œverâ•Œsal Tongue the Uâ•Œniâ•Œverâ•Œsal Tongue to none of all her nume'rous Raâ•Œce unknown from her from her it learnt the mighâ•Œty the mighâ•Œty the mighâ•Œty Art to Couâ•Œrt the Ear or strike or striâ•Œke the Heart at once the Passions to express and moâ•Œve at once the Passions to exâ•Œpress to exâ•Œpress and moâ•Œve we hear and strait we grieâ•Œve or hate and strait we grieâ•Œve or hate reâ•Œjoyâ•Œce orâ•ŒLove in unâ•Œseen Chains it does the Fanâ•Œcy binâ•Œd it does it does the Faâ•Œcy bind at once it Charâ•Œms the Sense and Capâ•Œtiâ•Œvates the Mind at once it Charâ•Œms the Sense and Capâ•Œtiâ•Œvates the Mind Ah me too many Deaths a single SONG by Mr. J. Crown AHâ•Œme Ahâ•Œme to many many deaths to many deaths decreed to many maâ•Œny deaths deâ•Œcreed My Love to War to Waâ•Œr goes ev'ry day my Love to Waâ•Œr goes ev'â•Œry day In ev'ry Wound of his I bleed I dyâ•Œe the hour he goes aâ•Œway yet yet I wou'd yet I wou'd hate him shou'd he stay Yet yet I wou'd yet I wou'd yet I wou'd yet I wou'd hate him shou'd he stay yet yet I wou'd yet I wou'd yet I wou'd yet I wou'd hate him shou'd he stay II. Ah me to many Death 's decreed By Love or War I hourly dye When I see not my Love I bleed Yet when I have him in my Eye He kills me with excess of Joy Fly swift ye Hours a single SONG FLy swift ye Hours flâ•Œy swift ye Hours make hast make hast flâ•Œy make hast make hast flâ•Œy flâ•Œy swiâ•Œft thou laâ•Œzy laâ•Œzy laâ•ŒzY Sun make hast make hast make hast and drive the teâ•Œdious Minutes on the teâ•Œdious Minutes on on Bring back my Belâ•Œviâ•Œdeâ•Œra my Belâ•Œviâ•Œdeâ•Œra to my sight bring back my Belâ•Œviâ•Œdeâ•Œra my Belâ•Œviâ•Œdeâ•Œra to my sight my Belâ•Œviâ•Œdeâ•Œra than thy self more bright make hast make hast make hast bring back my Belâ•Œviâ•Œdeâ•Œra my Belâ•Œviâ•Œdeâ•Œra toâ•Œmy sight Swifter than Time my eaâ•Œger Wiâ•Œshes moâ•Œve swifter than Time my eaâ•Œger Wiâ•Œsher moâ•Œve my eaâ•Œger Wishes move and scorn the beaâ•Œten Paths
and scorn the beaâ•Œten Paths of Vulâ•Œgar Love and scorn the beâ—â—â—â— Paths and scorn the beaten Paâ•Œths of Vulâ•Œgar Love and scorn the beaten paâ•Œths of Vulâ•Œgar Loâ•Œve Soft Peace is banish'd from my torâ•Œtur'd Breast soft Peace soft Peace is banish'd from my torâ•Œtur'd Breast Love robs my Days of Ease Love robs my Days of Ease my Nights of Rest Love robs my Days of Ease Love robs my Days of Ease my Nights my Nighâ•Œts of rest Yet tho'her cruâ•Œel Scorn proâ•Œvokes Deâ•Œspair yet tho' her cruâ•Œel Scorn her cruâ•Œel Scorn proâ•Œvokes Deâ•Œspair my Passion still is strong my Passion still is stroâ•Œng my Passion still is stroâ•Œng as she is fair Still must I Love still bless the pleaâ•Œsing Pain still ourt my Ruine still still court my Ruâ•Œine and emâ•Œbrace my Chain still court my Ruine still still court my Ruâ•Œine and emâ•Œbrace my Chain The STORM a single SONG BLow blow Boreas blow and let thy surâ•Œly Winds make the Bilâ•Œlows foam and roar thou can'st no Terror breed in valiant Minds but spight of thee we 'l live but spight of thee we 'l live and find a Shoar Then cheer my Hearts and be not aw'd but keeâ•Œp the Gun Room clear tho' Hell 's broke loose and the Devils roar abroad whilst we have Seaâ•Œroom here Boys never fear never never fear Hey how she tosses up how far the mounting Topâ•Œmast touch'd a Starr the Meteors blaz'd as thro' the Clouds we came and Saâ•Œlaâ•Œmander like we liâ•Œve in Flame but now now we sink now now we go down to the deepâ•Œest Shades beâ•Œlow Aâ•Œlas aâ•Œlas where are we now who who can tell sure 't is the lowâ•Œest Room of Hell or where the Seaâ•ŒGods dwell With them we 'll live with them we 'll live and raign with them we 'll lauâ•Œgh and sing and drink amain with them we 'll lauâ•Œgh and sing and drink amain but see we mount see see we rise aâ•Œgain CHORUS Tho' Flaâ•Œshes of Lightning and Temâ•Œpests of Rain do fierceâ•Œly conâ•Œtend Tho' Flaâ•Œshes of Lightning and Temâ•Œpests of Rain do fierceâ•Œly conâ•Œtend which shall conquer the Maine tho' the Captain does swear inâ•Œstead of a Pray'r and the which shall conquer the Maine tho' the Captaine does swear inâ•Œstead of a Pray'r and the Seas is all Fire by the Daemons o' th' Air we 'll drink and deâ•Œfie we 'll drink and deâ•Œfie Seas is all Fire by the Daemons o' th' Air we 'll drink and deâ•Œfie we 'll the mad Spiâ•Œrits that fly from the Deep to the Sky that fly flâ•Œy from the drink and deâ•Œfie the mad Spiâ•Œrits that fly from the Deep to the Sky that flâ•Œy from the Deep to the Sky and siâ•Œng whilst loud Thunder and siâ•Œng whilst loud Thunder does Deep to the Sky and siâ•Œng whilst loud Thunâ•Œder loud Thunder does bellow for Fate will still have a kind Fate for the Brave and ne're make his Grave of a bellow for Fate will still have a kind Fate for the Brave and ne're make his Grave of a Saltâ•Œwater Wave to drown to drown no never to drown a good Fellow no neâ•Œver Saltâ•Œwater Wave to drown to drown no never to drown a good Fellow no neâ•Œver no neâ•Œver to drown a good Fellow no neâ•Œver neâ•Œver to drown â•Œ neâ•Œver to drown a good Fellow no neâ•Œver no neâ•Œver to drown No neâ•Œver no neâ•Œver to drown a good Fellow No neâ•Œver neâ•Œver to drown a good Fellow Strike the Viol touch the Lute a single SONG STrike the Viâ•Œol strike the Viâ•Œol touch touch touch touch touch touch the Lute wake the Harp wake the Harp wake the Harp Inâ•Œspiâ•Œre the Flute wake the Harp Inâ•Œspiâ•Œre the Flute Sing your Paâ•Œtroâ•Œnesâ•Œse's Praise sing your Paâ•Œtroâ•Œnesâ•Œse's Praise sing sing sing sing in cheerâ•Œfull and harâ•Œmoâ•Œnious Lays A SONG in the Prophetess or the History of Dioclesian SInce from my Dear my Dear my Dear since from my Dear my Dear my Dear my Dear my Dear Aâ•Œstreâ•Œa's sight I was so rudeâ•Œly torn my Soul has never never never has never never never known deâ•Œlight unâ•Œless it were to mourn to mourn unâ•Œless unâ•Œless it were to mourn mourn But oh aâ•Œlas aâ•Œlas with weepâ•Œing Eyes and bleeding bleedâ•Œing Heart I lye thinking on her on her whose absence 't is that makes me wish to dye dye dye dye makes me makes me wish to dye dye dye A SONG in the Married Beau. SEE see see see where reâ•Œpenâ•Œting where reâ•Œpenâ•Œting Ceâ•Œlia lies with blushâ•Œing Cheeks with blushâ•Œing Cheeks and melâ•Œting Eyes beâ•Œmoaning beâ•Œmoaning in a mournâ•Œfull mournâ•Œfull Shade the ruins the ruins in her Heart and Fame which sinâ•Œfull sinâ•Œfull Love has made Oh! Oh! Oh! let thy Tears fair Ceâ•Œlia floâ•Œw let thy Tears faiâ•Œr Ceâ•Œlia flow for that Ceâ•Œlesâ•Œtial wondâ•Œ'rous wondâ•Œ'rous wondâ•Œ'rous dew more graâ•Œces on thee will beâ•Œflow than all all than all all than all all than all all thy Dresses and thy Arâ•Œts cou'd doe Ah! ah ah Belinda a single SONG AH ah ah ah Beâ•Œlinâ•Œda I am prest with torâ•Œment Ah! ah ah Beâ•Œlinâ•Œda I am prest with torâ•Œment not to be exâ•Œpress'd Ah! ah ah Beâ•Œlinâ•Œda I am preâ•Œst with torâ•Œment Ah! ah ah Beâ•Œlinâ•Œda I am pres'd with torâ•Œments not to be exâ•Œpress'd Peace and I are strangers grown Peace and I are strangers strangers grown I Lanâ•Œguish till my grief be known I Lanâ•Œguish till my grief be known yet wou'd not yet wou'd not wou'd not have it gueâ•Œst Peace and I are stranâ•Œgers grown Peace and I are stranâ•Œgers stranâ•Œgers grown O O let me Weep a Two Part SONG VIOLIN O o let me O O let me let me weep O O let me O O let me let me weep O O O let me for ever ever weep for eâ•Œver for eâ•Œver for eâ•Œver for eâ•Œver weep My Eyes no more no more no moâ•Œre no more no more shall welâ•Œcome sleep I 'le hide me I 'le hide me from the sight of Day and sigh sigh sigh my Soul aâ•Œway O O let me O O let me let me weep O O let me O O let me let me weep O O O let me for ever ever weep for eâ•Œver for eâ•Œver for eâ•Œver for eâ•Œver weep He 's gone he 's gone he 's gone his loss deâ•Œplore he 's gone he 's gone he 's gone his loss deplore and I shall never never never never never see him more I shall never never never see him more shall never never never see him more I shall never shall never shall never shall never see him more A Two Part SONG the Words by Mr. Henly Dâ•ŒVlâ•Œciâ•Œbelâ•Œla Dulciâ•Œbelâ•Œla when e're I sue for a Kiss Dulciâ•Œbelâ•Œla Dulciâ•Œ Dulâ•Œciâ•Œbelâ•Œla Dulciâ•Œbelâ•Œla â•Œ bella when e're I sue for a Kiss reâ•Œfusing the Bliss cry's no no no Dulâ•Œciâ•Œbella when e're I sue for a Kiss reâ•Œfuâ•Œsing the Bliss cry's no cry's no no no no leave me leave me leave me Aâ•Œlexâ•Œis ah what wou'd you do no no no no cry's no no no no leave me leave me Aâ•Œlexâ•Œis ah what wou'd you do ah what wou'd you ah what wou'd you what wou'd you do what wou'd you ah what wou'd
all all all the World outvies all all all all the World outvies and Pan as in Ar╌ca╌dia reigns and Pan as in Ar╌ca╌dia reigns where pleasure World outvies and Pan as in Ar╌ca╌dia reigns and Pan as in Ar╌ca╌dia reigns where pleasure World outvies and Pan as in Ar╌ca╌dia reigns and Pan as in Ar╌ca╌dia reigns where pleasure mixt with pro╌fit lyes Tho' Iason's Fleece was fa╌m'd was fam'd of mixt with pro╌fit lyes Tho' Iason's Fleece was fam'd was fam'd of mixt with pro╌fit lyes Tho' Iason's Fleece was fa╌m'd was fam'd of old the British Wool the British Wool is growing growing Gold no Mines can more no no no old the British Wool the British Wool is growing growing Gold no no no no old the British Wool the British Wool is growing growing Gold no no no no no no no no no no no no no Mines can more of Wealth sup╌ply it keeps it no no no Mines can more no no no no Mines can more of Wealth sup╌ply it keeps it no no no no no no no Mines can more can more of Wealth sup╌ply it keeps it keeps the Peasant from the cold and takes and takes for Kings the Tyrian die keeps the Peasant from the cold and takes and takes for Kings the Tyrian die keeps the Peasant from the cold and takes and takes for Kings the Tyrian die A Dialogue in Oroonoko Sung by the Boy and Girl He. CE╌le╌me╌ne pray tell me pray pray tell me Ce╌le╌me╌ne when those pritty prit╌ty pritty Eyes I see when my Heart beats beats beats beats in my Breast why why it will not it will not why why it will not let me rest Why this trem╌bling why this trem╌bling too all o're Pains I never Pains I never never never felt be╌fore And when thus I touch when thus I touch your Hand why I wish I wish I wish I was a Man She. How shou'd I know more than you Yet wou'd be a Woman too When you wash your self and play I methinks cou'd look all day Nay just now nay just now am pleas'd am pleas'd so well shou'd you shou'd you Kiss me I won't tell shou'd you shou'd you Kiss me I won't tell no no I won't tell no no I won't tell no no I won't tell shou'd you Kiss me I won't tell He. Tho' I cou'd do that all day and de╌sire no bet╌ter play Sure sure in Love there 's something more which makes Mam╌ma so bigg so bigg be╌fore She. Once by chance I hear'd it nam'd don 't ask what don't ask what for I 'm a╌sham'd Stay but till you'r past Fi╌teen then ' you 'll know then then you 'll know what 't is I mean then you 'll know then then you 'll know what 't is I mean He. How╌e╌ver lose not pre╌sent Bliss but now we 're a╌lone let 's Kiss but now we 're a╌lone let 's Kiss let 's Kiss She. My Breasts do so heave so heave so hea╌ve He. My Heart does so pant pant pant She. There 's something something something more we want there 's something He. There 's something something something more we want there 's something something something more we want something something more we want Love thou can'st hear a single SONG Words by Sir Robert Howard L╌Ove thou can'st hea╌r Love thou can'st hea╌r tho' thou art blind leave my Heart free leave my Heart free oh pit╌ty me oh pit╌ty me since Clo╌ris is un╌kind leave my Heart free oh pit╌ty me oh pit╌ty me oh ╌pit╌ty me since Clo╌ris is un╌kind oh ╌pit╌ty me since Clo╌ris is un╌kind She is un╌con╌stant she is un╌con╌stant she is uncon╌stant as she 's bright she is un╌con╌stant she is un╌con╌stant she is un╌con╌stant as she 's bright her smi╌les on ev╌'ry Shep╌herd fall her Smi╌les on ev'ry Shepherd fall And as the Sun and as the Sun u╌ses his light she vainly she vain╌ly Loves to shine she vainly lo╌ves to shine on all and as the Sun and as the Sun u╌ses his light she vainly she vain╌ly loves to shine she vainly lo╌ves to shine on all I thought her fair like new faln Snow I thought her fair like new faln Snow when white╌ness in╌nocence in╌clos'd Like that she sul╌ly'd seems to shine like that she sul╌ly'd seems to show when to Loves melting melting heat ex╌pos'd like that she sul╌ly'd seems to show when to Loves melting melting heat ex╌pos'd when to Loves mel╌ting melting heat ex╌pos'd Love thou c. First Strain again Brisk Time The powerfull Char╌ms shall now be try'd the powerfull Char╌ms shall now be try'd this Fu╌ry this Fu╌ry from my Breast to chase I 'le summon's scorn revenge and pride I 'le summons summons scorn revenge and pride Slow at least her Image at least her Image her Image to desace See how the fading Glories a single SONG SEE see how the fa╌ding Glo╌ries of the Year put on a youthfull Smile see see how the fa╌ding Glories of the Year put on a youthfull Smile to welcom her Spight of the Dog╌Star's madness her bright Eyes cre╌ate a Spring of e╌ver bloom╌ing Joys of ever bloom╌ing bloom╌ing Joys all Nature to her Charms fresh Tri╌bute yields making where e're she comes E╌li╌zian Fields where Roses proudly breath out all their Sweet and blush out all their Beau╌ty at her Feet where Nightingales their own Love╌Songs lay by and her un╌i╌mi╌ta╌ble Gra╌ces try while the more wan╌ton Hills and Groves re╌joyce faintly to ec╌cho back her heav'n╌ly Voice faint╌ly to ec╌cho back her heav'n╌ly Voice CHORUS But my Pains ra╌ge but my Pains ra╌ge the But my Pains ra╌ge but my Pains ra╌ge the more near Pa╌ra╌dise Panthe╌a is to me a burn╌ing Glass of Ice Pan╌thea more near Pa╌ra╌dise Panthe╌a is to me Pan╌the╌a Pan╌the╌a is to me a burn╌ing Glass of Ice is to me is to me a burn╌ing Glass of Ice I attempt from Love's sickness a single SONG I Attempt from Love's sickness to fl╌y in vain since I am my self my own Feaver since I am my self my own Fea╌ver and Pain No more now no more now fond Heart with Pride no more swell thou can'st not raise Forces thou can'st not raise Forces enough to re╌bell First Strain again For Love has more Pow'r and less Mercy than Fate to make us seek ru╌in to make us seek ru╌in and love those that hate End with the first Strain Here the Deities approve a single SONG H╌Ere the De╌i╌ties ap╌prove here here the De╌i╌ties approve the God of Mu╌sick and of Love all the Talents they have lent you all the Blessings they have sent you pleas'd to see to see what they be╌stow live and thrive live and thrive so well be╌low pleas'd to see to see what they be╌stow live and thrive live and thrive so well be╌low all the Talents they have lent you all the Blessings they have sent you pleas'd to see to see what they be╌stow live and thrive live and thrive so well be╌low pleas'd to see to see what they be╌stow live and thrive live and thrive
so well be╌low A Two Part SONG AS soon as the Cha╌os as soon as the As soon as the Cha╌╌os Cha╌os was made in╌to form and the first the fi╌rst as soon as the Cha╌os wa╌s made in╌to form and the first the race of Men knew a good knew a good from a harm they quickly did joyn they first race of Men knew a good knew a good from a harm they quickly did joyn they quickly they quickly did joyn in a knowledge di╌vine that the World 's chiefest Blessings were quickly they quickly did joyn in a knowledge di╌vine that the World 's chiefest Blessings were Women and Wine Women and Wine Women and Wine that the World 's chiefest Blessings were Women and Wine Women and Wine Women and Wine that the World 's chiefest Blessings were Women and Wine Since when by ex╌ample im╌proving de╌lights since Women and Wine Since when by ex╌ample improving delights since when by ex╌ample since when by example im╌proving de╌ligh╌ts improving de╌lights when by ex╌ample im╌pro╌ving de╌ligh╌ts improving de╌lights Wine governs our Days Love and Beauty our Nights And drink drink drink and Wine governs our Days Love and Beauty our Nights Love on then love on then drink drink drink Love on then love on then and drink drink drink and drink drink drink and drink drink drink Love on then and drink and drink drink drink drink drink drink Love on then and drink 't is a fol╌ly to think of a drink drink drink drink drink drink drink drink love on then and drink 't is a fol╌ly to think of a Mystery out of our reaches be moral in thought be moral in thought to be mer╌ry's Mystery out of our reaches be moral in thought to be mer╌ry's no fault tho' an Elder the contra╌ry Preaches for never never my no fault tho' an Elder the contra╌ry Preaches for never never my Friends for never never never never never my Friends was an Age of more Vice than when Friends for never never never never never my Friends was an Age of more Vice than when Knaves wou'd seem Pious when Knaves wou'd seem Pi╌ous and Fools wou'd seem Wise Knaves wou'd seem Pious when Knaves wou'd seem Pious and Fools wou'd seem Wise A Dialogue in the Fairy Queen Sung by Mr. Reading and Mrs. Ayliff He. NOW the Maids and the Men are making of Hay we 've left the dull Fools we 've left the dull Fools and are stol╌len a╌way then Mopsa no more be coy as before but let 's merri╌ly merri╌ly merri╌ly merri╌ly play and Kiss and Kiss and Kiss and Kiss and Kiss the sweet time a╌way She. Why how now Sir Clown why how now what makes you so bold I 'd have ye I 'd have ye to know I 'm not made of that mold I tell you a╌gain a╌gain and a╌gain Maids must never must never Kiss no Men no no no no no no Kissing at all no no no no no no Kissing at all I 'le not Kiss till I Kiss you for good and all She. No no no no no no no no no no He. Not Kiss you at all not Kiss you at all not at no Kissing at all no no no no no no no no no no no Kissing at all not Kiss you at all why no why no not at all no no no no no I 'le not Kiss till I Kiss you for good and all all why no no no no no Kissing at all He. shou'd you give me a score 't wou'd not les╌sen your store then bid me bid me chearful╌ly chearful╌ly Kiss and take my fill and take my fill my fill of the Bliss She. I 'le not trust you so far I know you too well shou'd I give you an Inch you 'd soon you 'd soon take an Ell then Lord like you Rule and Lau╌gh then Lord like you Rule and Lau╌gh at the Fool no no no no no no Kissing at all no no no no no no Kissing at all I 'le not Kiss till I Kiss you for good and all He. So small a Re╌quest you must not you cannot you shall not de╌ny nor will I ad╌mit of a╌nother a╌no╌ther re╌ply you must not you shall not de╌ny you must not you can╌not you shall not de╌ny She. Nay what do you mean nay what do you mean O He. You must not you shall not de╌ny you must not you shall not de╌ Fie fie fie fie O fie fie fie fie nay what do you mean Nay ╌ ny you must not de╌ny you must not you shall not de╌ny you must not you nay nay nay what do you what do you can╌not you shall not you must not you can╌not you shall not de╌ny mean O fie fie fie fie O fie fie fie fie O fie fie you must not de╌ny you must not you shall not you fie fie fie fie fie fie O fie fie fie fie fie can╌not you shall not de╌ny you must not you can╌not you fie fie fie shall not de╌ny A Dialogue in the Richmond Heiress Sung by Mr. Reading and Mrs. Ayliff He. BEhold behold the Man that with Gigan╌tick Might dares dares dares Combat Heav'n a╌gain sto╌rm Joves bright Palace put the Gods to flig╌ht Chaos renew and make perpe╌tu╌al Night Come on come on come on come on ye Fighting Fighting fools come on come on come on come on ye Fighting Fighting fools that petty petty Jars maintain that petty petty Jars main╌tain I 've all all the Wars of Europe all the Wars of Europe in my Brain I 've all all all the Wars of Europe in my Brain She. Who 's he that talks of War when charming charming Beau╌ty comes in who 's sweet sweet sweet Face di╌vine╌ly fair e╌ter╌nal plea╌sure e╌ter╌nal plea╌sure e╌ter╌nal plea╌sure comes when I appear the Martial Martial God a Conquer'd Victim lyes o╌beys each glance each awfull nod and dreads the light╌ning of my killing Eyes more more than the fiercest the fiercest the fiercest thun╌der in the Skies He. Ha! ha now now now now we mount up high now now we mount up high the Sun 's bright God and I Charge Charge Charge on the Azure Charge on the Azure dawns of am╌ple Sky See see see see see see see see see see see see see see see see how th'im ╌mortal spirits ru╌n see see see see see see see see how th'im╌mortal spirits ru╌n pur╌sue pursue pur╌sue pursue pursue pursue pursue pursue pursue pursue Drive e'm o're the burning Zone drive e'm o're the burning Zone from thence come row╌ling down come row╌ling down and search the Globe below with all the gulphy Main to find my lost my wan╌dring sense my wan╌dring Sense a╌gain She. By this disjoynted matter that crowds thy Pe╌ri╌cranium I nicely have found that thy Brain is not sound and thou shalt be and thou shalt be my Companion He. Come come come come come come let us plague the World then I em╌brace the blest oc╌casion for by instinct I find thou art one of the kind thou art one of the kind that first brought in that first brought
the Bass-Viol Price 6 d. Books in the Press and will be speedily Published THe Third Book of Wit and Mirth Or Pills to Purge Melancholy Being a Collection of the best old and New Songs and Ballads with the Tunes to each Price bound 1 s. 6 d. Dr. Blow's Choice Collection of Lessons for the Harpsichord or Spinett fairly Engraven Price Stitch'd 1 s. 6 d. Twenty four New Country Dances ' never before Printed Price Stitch'd 6 d. Likewise all sorts of Ruled Paper and Books of all Sizes may be had Bound or sold in Quires With Books on all other Subjects A Table of the SONGS Contain'd in this BOOK A. AH cruel Nymph Page 4 April who till now has mourn'd 28 As Amoret and Thirsis lay 50 Ah! how hapyy are we 60 A Prince of glorious Race descended 69 And Lo a Sacred fury sweell'd her breast 135 B. Britain now thy Cares beguile 32 Beneath a Poplers shadow lay me 47 But Ah! how much are our Delights 82 Brigantium Honour'd with a Race divine 99 C. Crown the Year and Crown the day 1 Crown the Altar Deck the Shrine 6 Come all ye Songsters of the Sky 8 Come all to me 87 Come let us agree 91 F. For tho' the Sun has all the Summers Glory 67 Fair Iris and her Swain 153 G. Genius of England 121 H. Hark! how all Things in one Sound Rejoyce 17 Hark! the Ecchoing Air a Triumph Sings 18 Here 's the Summer sprightly Gay 24 Hark! how the Songsters of the Grove 76 Hence with your triffling Deity 80 Here ye Gods of Britain 93 Hark each Tree it's silence breaks 157 I. I Lov'd fair Celia 150 I spy Celia 166 Julia Julia your unjust disdain 145 L. Let the Fises and the Clarions 20 Love in their little Veins Inspires 81 Let us Dance let us Sing 152 M. May the God of Witt Inspire the sacred Nine 9 My Prayers are heard 48 Musick for a while shall all our cares beguile 126 Many many Days may She behold 137 May her blest Example Chase 151 N. Next Winter comes Slowly Pale Meager and Old 26 O. On the Brow of Richmond Hill 128 Oh! Fair Cedaria 147 Oh! the sweet delights of Love 175 P. Pious Celinda goes to Prayers 63 R. Return Revolting Rebells 88 S. Scorn'd Envy Heer 's nothing that thou const blast 57 Sound the Trumpet beat the Warlike Drum 73 See my many Colour'd Feilds 25 Sing ye Druids all your Voices raise 96 So when the Glittering queen of Night 110 Sound Fame thy Brazen Trumpet sound 129 T. Thrice happy Lovers 2 Thus the Gloomy world began to shine 11 Thus the ever grateful spring 22 The fatal hour comes on a pace 30 To Arms Heroick Prince 39 Their looks are such that mercy flows 58 They tell us that you mighty Pow'rs above 56 The Father Brave as e're was Dane 70 The Bashfull Thames 102 The Pale and the Purple Rose 107 'T is Wine was made to rule the Day 171 V. Underneath this Mirtle shade 141 W. What can we poor Females do 46 Wake Quivera Wake 52 Why shou'd Men quarrel here 54 When a cruel long Winter has frozen the Earth 64 Who can from Joy refrain 66 When my Acmelia Smiles She Wounds me 113 When Lovely Phillis thou art kind 114 Wonderous Machine 115 Why my Daphne why complaining 131 Y. Young Thyrsis Fate ye Hills and Groves 35 Ye gentle Spirits of the Air 43 Yes Daphne in your Face 16 The end of the Table Advertisement HAving a Collection of the Best Prints both Foreign and Domestick as also several Curious Paintings for Closets and Adornments of other Rooms I design for the future to Sell at my Shop in the Temple-Change where all Persons may be Accomodated at reasonable Rates with all the New Prints as they come forth The Effigies of Dr. Blow the late Mr Henry Purcell and Mr. Dryden in Frames at 1 s. 6 d. each and 6 d. a peice in Sheets ORPHEUS BRITANNICUS The Second BOOK Crown the Year A single SONG CRown the Year Crown the Year and Crown the Day while diâ•Œstant shoars while diâ•Œstant shoars the Triâ•Œbute pay while neâ•Œver failâ•Œing Thames shall glide while never never never failâ•Œing Thames shall glide with Treasures and Pleasures with Treasures and Pleasures renew'd with each Tide with Pleaâ•Œsures and Treaâ•Œsures renew'd with each Tide An EPITHALAMIUM THrice Happy Thrice happy Thrice happy happy happy Lovers may you be for ever ever ever ever free may you be for ever ever ever ever free from the tormentâ•Œing Devil Jealousie from all the anxious caâ•Œres and striâ•Œse that atâ•Œtenâ•Œds a Married life Thrice happy thrice happy thrice happy happy happy hapâ•Œpy hapâ•Œpy Lovers may you be for ever ever ever ever ever free Be to one aâ•Œnother true Be to one aâ•Œnother true kind to her kind kind to her as she 's to you and since the errors since the erâ•Œrors of the Night are past may he be eâ•Œver may he be eâ•Œver may he be eâ•Œver eâ•Œver conâ•Œstant she be eâ•Œver she be eâ•Œver eâ•Œver eâ•Œver Chast may he be ever eâ•Œver Conâ•Œstant she be eâ•Œver she be eâ•Œver eâ•Œver eâ•Œver Chast Ah! cruel Nymph A single SONG AH cruel cruel ah cruel Nymph ah ah cruel Nymph you give despair when with deâ•Œliâ•Œght I shou'd approach thee still still with Silâ•Œvia you reproach me Ah! cruel Nymph ah cruel Nymph still still still with Silvia you reâ•Œproach me still still still still with the deâ•Œluding Fair Too long too long I own I own too lonâ•Œg she has maintain'd her Conquest when her Love was seign'd but Charming Aiâ•Œry Humorous and Gay Humorous Humorous Humorous Humorous and Gaâ•Œy and Gaâ•Œy you from my Eyes you from my Eyes have driâ•Œven the Mist away Charming Aiâ•Œry Humorous Humorous Humorous and Gaâ•Œy and Gaâ•Œy and Gaâ•Œy you from my Eyes you from my Eyes have driâ•Œven the Mist aâ•Œway Crown the Altar Deck the Shrine A single SONG CRown the Alâ•Œtar Deck the Shrine Crown the Alâ•Œtar Deckâ•Œthe Shrine Deckâ•Œthe Shrine Beâ•Œhold beâ•Œhold the Bright Seâ•Œraâ•Œphick throng the bright Seraphick throng prepare our Harâ•Œmoâ•Œny to join our Harâ•Œmoâ•Œny to join the Saâ•Œcred Quire attend too long â•ŒBeâ•Œhold beâ•Œhold the Bright Seâ•Œraâ•Œphick throng the Bright Seraphick throng preâ•Œpare our Harâ•Œmony to join our Harâ•Œmony to joiâ•Œn the Saâ•Œcred Quire attend to longâ•ŒCrown the alâ•Œtar Deck the Shrine Crown the Alâ•Œtar Deckâ•Œthe Shrine Deckâ•Œthe Shrine Deckâ•Œthe Shrine A SONG in the 2d Act of the Fairy-Queen COme all come all all all come all ye Songâ•Œsters of the Sky Wake and assemble Wake and asâ•Œsemâ•Œble in this Wood Come all all all come all all all ye Songsters of the Sky Wakeâ•Œand asâ•Œsemble Wake and asâ•Œsemble in this Wood But no ill boâ•Œding Bird be nigh no none but the harmâ•Œless and the good but no ill boâ•Œding Bird be nigh no none but the Harmâ•Œless and the Good no none no none but the Harmless none but the Harmless and the Good no none but the Harmless and the Good A SONG for Three Voices in the Fairy
the Heart and gives me pan╌gs no word can speak it Wracks me it Wracks me in each Vi╌tal part sure sure when you go sure when you go my Heart will break sure sure my Heart will break since I for you so much for you so much en╌dure may I not may I not hope you will you will believe 't is you a╌lone 't is you a╌lone these Wounds these Wounds these Wounds can Cure which are the Fountains of my Grief 't is you alone you alone you a╌lone these Wounds can cure which are the Fountains are the Fountains of my Grief A SONG for Two Voices on the Late Queens Birth-day Britain now BRi╌tain now now now now now now now thy Cares beguile now now now now now now now now thy Cares beguile Britain now Britain now now now now now now no╌w now now now now now now thy Cares beguile now now now now now no╌w thy Cares beguile now now now now thy Cares beguile now now now now now no╌w thy Cares beguile Bless the Day Bless the Day Bless the Day the Day the Day thy Cares beguile Bless the Day Bless the Day Bless the Day the Day the the Day Bless the Day Bless the Day the Day that Bless our Isle Bless Bless Day Bless the Day Bless the Day Bless the Day that Bless our Isle Bless Bless Bless the Day that Ble╌ss our Isle Bless the Day that Bless our Isle End with the first strain An ELOGY upon the Death of Mr. Thomas Farmer B. M. YOung Thir╌sis Fate ye Hills and Gro╌ves deplore Thirsis Thirsis the Pride of all the Plains the Joy╌of Nymphs and En╌vy and En╌vy of the Swains the gentle Thir╌sis is no more the gen╌tle Thir╌sis is no more no more Oh! no more the gen╌tle Thir╌sis is no more What what makes the Spring re╌tire what what what what makes the Spring re╌tire and Groves their Songs de╌cline What what what what makes the Spring re╌tire what what what what makes the Spring re╌tire and Groves their Songs de╌cline Soft What what Nature for her lov'd Thir╌sis seems to pine for her Loud lov'd Thir╌sis seems to pine whose are╌ful Strains and tune╌ful Lyre made the Spring bloom and did the Groves in╌spire and did the Groves in╌spire whose art╌ful Strains and tune╌ful Lyre made the Spring bloom and did the Soft Groves in╌spire and did the Groves in╌spire What what can the droop╌ing Sons of Art from this sad hour what what can the drooping Sons of Art from this sad hour impart to cha╌rm the Cares of Life and ea╌se the Lover's smart and CHORVS ea╌se the Lo╌ver's smart While thus thus in dis╌mal Notes we mourn and While thus thus in dismall Notes we mour╌n dis╌mal Notes we mourn in dis╌mal Notes we mourn the skilful Shepherd's while thus in dis╌mal Notes we mourn the skilful Shepherd's Urn to the gla╌d Skies to the gla╌d the gla╌d Skies his Urn to the gla╌d Skies his Harmony he bears and as he charm'd the Earth and as he charm'd the Earth as he charm'd Harmony he bears and as he charm'd the Earth and as he charm'd as he charm'd the Earth transports transports the Spheres and as he charm'd the Earth transports repeat the Spheres the Earth transport's transports the Spheres and as he charm'd the Earth transports repeat the Spheres A Trumpet Song Sung by Mr. Bowen in the Libertine destroy'd TO Arms to Arms to Arms to Arms to Arms to Arms Hero╌ick Prince to Arms to Arms to Arms to Arms to Arms to Arms He╌ro╌ick Prince to Arms to Arms to Arms to Arms to Arms Glo╌ry like Love has pow'r╌ful Charms Glo╌ry like Love has pow'r╌ful Charms let Glo╌ry let Glo╌ry now thy Soul ingross and recompence its Ri╌vals loss bid Trumpets sound bid Trumpets sound sou╌nd and nothing nothing name but Battles but Battles but Bat╌tles Con╌quests Tri╌umphs Tri╌umphs Fame Tri╌umphs Tri╌umphs Fame A single SONG YE gen╌tle Spirits of the Air ye gen╌tle Spirits of the Air appear appear appear appear prepare prepare ╌ prepare pre╌pare and joyn your ten╌der Voices here appear appear appear appear prepa╌re prepare pre╌pare and joyn your ten╌der Voices here Catch catch a repeat repeat repeat repeat repeat the trem╌bling sounds a╌new repeat repeat the trem╌bling soun╌ds a╌new Soft soft soft as her sighs and sw╌eet as Pearly dew and sw╌eet as Pearly dew run ╌run╌new Di╌vi╌sion run new Di╌vi╌sion and such Measure keep as when you lull you lull the God of Love a╌sleep ╌as when you lull you lull the God of Love a╌sleep Da Capo A SONG for Two Voices WHat can we what can we poor Fe╌males do when What can we can we poor Fa╌males do when Pressing Teasing Pressing Teasing Lovers sue What can we what can Pressing Teasing Pressing Teasing Lovers sue What can we what can we poor poor Females do Fate affords no o╌ther way but De╌ny╌ing we poor poor Females do Fate affords no o╌ther way but De╌ny╌ing or Com╌ply╌ing but De╌ny╌ing or Com╌ply╌ing First Strain again or Comyly╌ing but De╌ny╌ing or Com╌ply╌ing And Resenting or Consenting and Resenting or consenting does a╌like╌our Hopes betray And Resenting or Consenting or Consenting does a╌like╌our Hopes betray End with the first strain A Mad SONG BEneath a Poplar's shadow lay me no ra╌ging Fires will there dis╌may Soft me near some silver Current lying near some silver Current lying Oh! oh under slee╌py Poppies dying I swell╌and am bigger I swell╌and am bigger than Typhon e're was with a strong band of Brass oh bind me oh bind me about lest my Bosom shou'd burst for the secret to pass and the Fu╌ry get out I cannot I will not I cannot I will not be vex't any longer while I ra╌ge I grow weak while I ra╌ge while I ra╌ge I grow weak and the Goddess grows stronger A Verse out of the late Queen's Birthday SONG MY Prayers or'e heard Heav'n has at last bestow'd the mighty mighty Blessing which it long has ow'd at length the Bount'ous Gods have sent us down a Brightness second on╌ly to their own I see the rou╌nd years successive╌ly mo╌ve to Ripen her Beauty and Crown them with Love A Hero re╌nown'd in Vertue and Arms shall wear the soft Chain and submit to her Charms and Hy╌men and Hebe and Hy╌men and Hebe shall make it their Care to pour all their joys╌on the Val'ant and Fair. AS A╌mo╌ret and Thir╌sis lay as A╌mo╌ret as A╌mo╌ret and As A╌mo╌ret and Thir╌sis lay as A╌mo╌ret and Thir╌sis lay Melting melting melting melt╌ing the hours in gen╌tle Thir╌sis lay Melting melting melt╌ing the hours in gen╌tle play Joyning joyning joyning Fa╌ces Mingling Kis╌ses mingling Kis╌ses play Joyning joyning joyning Fa╌ces Mingling Kis╌ses mingling mingling Kis╌ses and ex╌chang╌ing harmless Blis╌ses Kis╌ses mingling Kis╌ses and ex╌chang╌ing harmless Blis╌ses He trem╌bling cry'd with eager ea╌ger hast let me let me He trem╌bling cry'd with eager eager hast oh let me Feed oh oh let me let me let me let me Feed oh oh let me let me let me oh oh oh oh oh let
wings they flew Flutes Violins A SONG for Two Voices I Celia Eyes me Celia Eyes me I approach her but she spy Celia I spy Celia I approach her I approach her but she fly╌'s me I persue I persue I persue I persue I per╌sue fly╌'s me I persue I persue I per╌sue I persue I persue More coy more coy more more coy I find her I seem I persue I persue More coy more coy more more coy I find her I seem Colder colder colder then then then she 's kinder she 's kinder then then then she 's Colder colder colder then then then she 's kinder she 's kinder then then then she 's kinder she 's kinder then then then then she 's kinder My words kinder she 's kinder then then then then she 's kinder Her Eyes Charme me mov╌e her and I love her and I love her I love her I she Esteems me and I love her I love her I love her In not Blessing most most she Blesses In not Blessing love her In not Blessing most most she Blesses In not Blessing most most she most most she Blesses and not pos╌ses╌sing and not possessing and not Blesses most she Blesses and not possessing and not posses╌sing and not possessing each each each possesses each each possesses each each each pos╌╌sesses possesing each each each possesses each each each possesses each each each pos╌sesses each each possesses End here Now now she Blushes now now now she each each each possesses Blushes she wou'd leave me but I ho╌ld her I I grows bol╌der but I ho╌ld her I hold her I hold her ho╌ld her She grows ho╌ld her I hold her She grows an╌gry grows an╌gry grows an╌gry grows an╌gry grows an╌gry an╌gry grows an╌gry grows an╌gry grows an╌gry grows an╌gry I ap╌pease her I appease her I appease her I ap╌pease her I appease her I appease her I am red╌er Then then then I please her then then then I please her then then then then then I please her then then then I please her then then then then then I please her then then then I please her then then then then then I please her then then then I please her Her Eyes My words mo╌ve her and I love her and I love her Charme me she Esteems me and I Love her I love her I love her In c. I love her I love her In not Blessing c. End with the part Each possesses c. A Drinking SONG With a Chorus for Three Voices ' T Is Wine was made to Rule the Day 't is Wine 't is Wine 't is Wine 't is Wine was made to Rule the Day and not the sla'ring Sun 't is Love that shou'd o're Night bear sway and not the sil╌ly sil╌ly Moon and not the sil╌ly sil╌ly Moon Wine is th' amazement of the Old that Bliss wou'd fain re╌trieve and love the bus'ness of the bold that can Both joys re╌ceive CHORUS Turn over CHORUS Let my Queen live for e╌ver for e╌ver Let my Queen live for e╌ver for e╌ver Let my Queen live for e╌ver for e╌ver for e╌ver for e╌ver for for e╌ver for e╌ver for for e╌ver for e╌ver and let 's still drink drink and let 's still drink drink French Wine let my e╌ver and let 's still drink drink and let 's still etc. e╌ver and let 's still drink drink and let 's still drink drink French Wine Rage be Im╌mortal let my Rage be Im╌mortal let my Rage be Im╌mor╌tal let my Rage be Im╌mortal let my Rage be Im╌mortal let my let my Rage be Immortal let my Rage be Im╌mortal let my Rage be Im╌mortal and my Li╌quer di╌vine let my Ra╌ge be Im╌mortal and my Li╌quer di╌vine let my let my Rage be Im╌mortal and my Li╌quer di╌vine Rage be Im╌mor╌tal my Rage be Im╌mor╌tal Rage be Im╌mortal let my Rage be Im╌mor╌tal let my Ra╌ge be Im╌mortal let my Rage be Im╌mortal and my Li╌quer di╌vine and my Li╌quer di╌vine and my Li╌quer di╌vine Insus'd in Wine let 's sink to rest and Dream of what we Love Infus'd in Wine let 's sink to rest and dream of what we Love And since she may not be possest let 's thus our wants improve and since she may not be possest let 's thus our wants improve Chorus again Oh! lull me Oh! lull me couch'd in soft re╌pose Oh! lull me Oh! lull me couch'd in soft re╌pose and sleep sleep ne'er from me take Ex╌cept the Gods will in╌ter╌pose and let me en╌jo╌y a╌wake End with the Chorus A SONG for Two Voices OH the sweet delights of Love oh oh oh oh oh the Oh! the sweet delights of Love oh oh oh oh oh the sweet de╌lights of Love Who who wou'd live who who wou'd live and sweet de╌lights of Love Who wou'd live who who wou'd live wou'd live and not enjoy e'm I 'de refuse the Throne of Jove shou'd power╌or Ma╌jesty shou'd not enjoy e'm I 'de refuse the Throne of Jove shou'd pow╌er pow╌er or Ma╌je╌sty destroy e'm or Ma╌je╌sty destroy e'm First strain again Give me give me give me doubts or give me give me fears give me give me give me jealou╌sies Give me give me give me doubts or give me give me fears give me give me give me jealou╌sies and Cares But let Love let Love remove e'm but let Love remove e'm I ap╌prove and Cares But let Love but let Love remove e'm I approve e'm e'm I approve e'm I approve e'm I approve e'm I approve e'm End with the first strain FINIS