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Item Code: FMAFTB1

First line: Come let us be jolly [To be grave is a folly]

Source Edition: All for the Better; or The Infallible Cure (1702), 1.1, pp.1-2.

First Performed: November? 1702 (L.S.)--pub. 10 November

UMI reel no.: Readex microcard

Author: Francis Manning

Composer: Set by Daniel Purcell, but music not extant (?)

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Mend. I'm glad you are so merry, but come, 'tis late; We'll mov homewards; and you may end your Raillery by the way. [A Noise of Singing without.] Hark! what mad fellows have we here? Let us stand aside till they are past.

Enter Don Alphonso, Antonio, and Manuel, disguis'd Singing and Ranting.

SONG. Set by Mr. Daniel Purcell.

Come, let us be Jolly,
To be grave is a folly,
Whilst Youth to gay pleasure invites Us:
Wise looks and black cares
Leave to Sots and gray hairs,
Who are past or can't feel what delights Us.

Let us Laugh, let us Sing,
For Old Time's on the Wing,
Neither Threats nor Rich Bribes can e're bind him.
How he Sports with a Fool
That is Wealthy and Dull,
And who leaves all his Treasure behind him.

Then away with the Spleen,
'Tis a Curse, 'tis a Pain,
And a Foe to all Amorous Toying;
The Young and the Tender
Their Charms will Surrender
To him that is Mad for Enjoying.

After the Song, they go up to the Women, and pull aside Isabella's Veil.

Mend. Forbear this Rudeness; you are deceiv'd in your Expectations. These Women are not for your purposes. Stand off, I say. Will you break through all the Rules of Civility, and abuse Persons of Modesty and Credit, that have given you no Provocation?

[They only Answer with a piece of the Song, and go out.]

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Item Code: FMAFTB2

First line: Awake fair nymph awake and dream

Source Edition: All for the Better; or The Infallible Cure (1702), 2.1, p.10.

First Performed: November? 1702 (L.S.)--pub. 10 November

UMI reel no.: Readex microcard

Author: Francis Manning

Composer: Set by Daniel Purcell, but music not extant (?)

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Alph. <...> I'll have some Musick to recover her, which they say has Charms to soften Rage, and to disarm the Mind. [Goes to the Door.] Or if that prevail not to reconcile her to me, she may say she was decently forc'd at least.

[A Song and soft Musick here.

SONG Set by Mr. D. Purcell.

<1.>

Awake, fair Nymph, awake, and dream
No more of fancied Harms:
In bloom of Youth it is a shame
To fly Love's soft Alarms.
Reflect on Joys which you have try'd,
You'll own there are no Joys beside.

2.

As a raw Soldier quits his fear
When once the Battle's o'er;
As Seamen lay aside their care
When Tempests cease to roar:
So shou'd the Nymph her fears remove,
Who once has felt the Rage of Love.

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Item Code: FMAFTB3

First line: Oft have I heard our poets sing

Source Edition: All for the Better; or The Infallible Cure (1702), 4.[2], pp.34-5.

First Performed: November? 1702 (L.S.)--pub. 10 November

UMI reel no.: Readex microcard

Author: Francis Manning

Lyrics: "A Friend"

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Alp. <...> Let me have Musick, Boy; I am melancholy, perhaps 'twill mitigate my Pain. [Exit Boy.

[Alphonso lies upon the Couch, and the Boy Re-enters. A short Consort of Musick.

SONG by a Friend.

1.

Oft have I heard our Poets Sing
This and that fine Story:
Now Love, now Honour Themes have been,
The Beau's, the Hero's Glory.

2.

These Two Command the World, we own,
Tho' both at last are foil'd:
The Hero Loves, and so's undone,
The Beau's by Honour spoil'd.

3.

Let the brave Beaux with Gentle Arms
Engage, o'recome, then fly:
Let yielding Hero's own Loves Charms,
When Conquer'd, nobly dye.

4.

As jaring Features well Combin'd
One perfect Beauty prove:
So Love and Honour thus Conjoyn'd
The best and Noblest Love.

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Item Code: FMAFTB4

First line: Tell me precious why you prove

Source Edition: All for the Better; or The Infallible Cure (1702), 5.3, p.48.

First Performed: November? 1702 (L.S.)--pub. 10 November

UMI reel no.: Readex microcard

Author: Francis Manning

Composer: Set by John Barrett, but music not extant (?)

Lyrics: "A Friend"

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

DIALOGUE by a Friend. Set by Mr. Barret.

Enter a Cupid and Girl.

(1.)

Cup. Tell me, Precious, why you prove
So Coy to eager Cupid's Love?
Why I am hot, and why you cool,
Tell me you little timerous Fool?

(2.)

Girl. Once I heard my Mamma own
She had like to've been undone
By such a Flutt'ring Spark as you,
Who talk'd of Love as you may do.

(3.)

Cup. Give me, Mother, give more Fire,
Daddy Vulcan blow it higher;
I burn, I burn, she thaws, she thaws,
Her Icy Lips melt down in Joys.

(4.)

Gir. Pish, you a Cupid, you a Clown,
See what a Head you have made and Gown:
My Mother saw us, that she did,
And now you'll leave me to be chid.
She wipes her Eyes.

(5.)

Cup. So, so, all's well again. O fy,
What, does my pretty Missy Cry?
Hush, hush, I'll never fly away,
Here clip my Wings, and make me stay.

(6.)

Gir. And will you Play here ev'ry Day?
Cup. Yes, yes.
Gir. With Miss?
Cup. With Miss I'll always, always Play.
Both. We'll always Play.

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Item Code: FMTGC1

First line: Custom alas doth partial prove

Source Edition: The Generous Choice (1700), 1.3, pp.5-6.

First Performed: February 1700 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 846:1

Author: Francis Manning

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

A Song without, at some distance.

Custom, alas! doth partial prove,
Nor gives us even measure:
To Maids it is a Pain to Love,
But 'tis to Men a pleasure.

They freely can their Thoughts explain,
Whilst ours must burn within:
We have got Eyes and Tongues in vain,
And Truth from us is sin.

Men to new Joys and Conquests fly,
And yet no hazard run:
Poor we are left, if we deny,
Or if we yield, undone.

Then equal Laws let Custom find,
Nor either Sex oppress:
More freedom give to Womankind,
Or give to Mankind less.

Ber. By your leave, whoe'er you are, I mean to interrupt your Singing, tho' I like it well. This may prove some lucky check to my rising inclination to go home. I'll follow the voice, whatever may ensue.

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Item Code: FMTGC2

First line: Beauty is not what I pray

Source Edition: The Generous Choice (1700), 5.1, p.38.

First Performed: February 1700 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 846:1

Author: Francis Manning

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Phil. <...> Sir, pray sing the Song I so much admire.

SONG.

1.

Beauty is not what I pray,
I ask no shining Graces;
Celia has another way,
Without the Tricks of Faces.
So our Humours still agree,
Kind Heav'n, it is enough for me.

2.

Mere Fruition is a Joy
But of a Moment's lasting:
Fruit, that doth so quickly Cloy,
It surfeits but with Tasting.
No true Bliss in Love we find,
Unless two Bodies share one Mind.

Here's something for your Trouble. Now towards the Church.

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Item Code: FPITAL1

First line: Oh her lips are as white as milk

Source Edition: Ignoramus, the Academical-Lawyer (1662), MS C (1.5), p.21.

First performed: 1 November 1662

UMI reel no.: Not applicable (only in manuscript)

Author: Ferdinando Pankhurst

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Tric. Oh----her lips as white as milk,
her nose so purple pure,
her skin like precious stones,
Oh----her breath I can't endure.
Besides those amber-cheeks,
and eyes like Turkey-eggs,
and buttocks of pure brawne,
Oh----that De'el betweene her leggs.

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Item Code: FPITAL2

First line: I have an old hag

Source Edition: Ignoramus, the Academical-Lawyer (1662), MS C (3.4), pp.79-81.

First performed: 1 November 1662

UMI reel no.: Not applicable (only in manuscipt)

Author: Ferdinando Pankhurst

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Fiddl. Cupes, prethy let us sing the Catch
that we composd ath' Taverne on thy wife.

Cup. But what if she should know't:

Fiddl. What then?

Cup. Why then, wo be to your Coat.

Vict. Puh, weel not bewray our selves; prethy begin:
strike up Fiddler.

Cup. Hold first,---give me leave to look about,
for she may be on my back and I not see her.
Shee's hic & ubique, like a subtle Spirit;
my bloud begins to stirr as if she w're neer me
but I hope shees safe.

Vict. Then let us laugh.
Away with't---

1.

I have an old hagg,
the Dee'l cut her cragg
Cup. for her quality, cariage & feature;
there's none can endure
that ever yet knew her,
she is such a damnable creature.

2.

Her chopp & her snowt
are two foot about
Vict. and her eares like Turkey-pendance; (pro pendents)
her looks would affright
the Devill by night,
and drive him away with a vengeance.

3.

Her defect of grace
is read in her face
Fidl. and her eyes like Ignis fatis; (pro fatuus)
for her tongue & her taile,
if ever they faile,
the Devill shall have her gratis.

Omnes. Ha, ha, ha.

Vict. Excellent yfaith---agin.

Cup. I have an old hagg,

Vict. the Dee'l slit her cragg,

Fidl. for her quality, carriage & feature, &c.

<NOTE: A few lines of dialogue separate this from the next song>.

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Item Code: FPITAL3

First line: A cuckoldy knave

Source Edition: Ignoramus, the Academical-Lawyer (1662), MS C (3.4), pp.81-2.

First performed: 1 November 1662

UMI reel no.: Not applicable (only in manuscript)

Author: Ferdinando Pankhurst

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Pol. Here's a new song.

Cup. The Mounsiers pox upon her.

Vict. Th' Scotchmans plague light on her.

Fidl. Oh my fiddle, fiddle, fiddle---how shall I get it from her?

Pol. Excellent yfaith; strike up fidler (Exeunt Vict: Fidlers)

1. A Cuckoldy knave (She playes & sings)
to my husband I have
that plagues me with his Gill-flirte's,
but if ever he meddle
with a Mob; (by this fiddle),
I'm resolved to sit on my skirte's.

2. <Now> his partridge & quailes
<w>ith their amorous tailes
<the> Wittol shall ne're have on whitt sir;
<ile> make him content
<wi>th what's tipt in the vent
<or else> he shall knaw on the bitt sir.

3. <F>or his rascally rout
<I>le thunder 'em about
<In> spight of their forces & feare not;
Ile alter their tones
for ile rattle their bones;
Ile play the devill incarnate.

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Item Code: FPITAL4

First line: Hail thou bright ruler of the day

Source Edition: Ignoramus, the Academical-Lawyer (1662), MS C (5.9?), pp.161-3.

First performed: 1 November 1662

UMI reel no.: Not applicable (only in manuscript)

Author: Ferdinando Pankhurst

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Tor. Come sing us an Epithalamium. They sing.

Epithalamium.

Haile thou bright Ruler of the day
whose happy influence doth display
the heavens benevolence
and hath ecclips'd those twinckling lightes
that would opposd our Nuptiall rites
decreed by Providence.

Grace to that Planetary-power
which rules this time; may ev'ry houre
be measur'd by its motion
that our desires may ever bee
reciprocall by Sympathy
still nourishd by Devotion.

May all the wishes Lovers have
or whatsoe're our hearts can crave
contribute as a meane.
Let ev'ry fancy that can move
an amorous thought, or think on love
congratulate this Scene.

So shall our splendent joyes appeare
more glorious by your presence here
when each illustrious eye
may shoot a beame from ev'ry part
unto the center of the heart
to keep loves-harmony.

Ign. What call you this Torcol?

Tor. An Epithalamium,
vocatus a Wedding-song:

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Item Code: FPITAL5

First line: Cupes foul wife Polla

Source Edition: Ignoramus, the Academical-Lawyer (1662), MS A (3.10), pp.405-7.

First performed: 1 November 1662

UMI reel no.: Not applicable (only in manuscript)

Author: Ferdinando Pankhurst

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

<NOTE: This is MS A's variation on the second song in MS C>

Vict. Cupes prethy lett us sing the little song of they wife Polla.

Cup. What the Catch yt: wee made in the taverne?

Vict. I I, the same of all love.

Pol. They make me their song too. I am finely used, but ile make them smart for it.

Vict. Come lett's sing.

Cup. But if she should know it?

Vict. What then?

Cup. 'Slife she would fall upon us open-mouthd like a roaring lyonesse.

Pol. Thou guessest shrewdly, for I should thunder you together.

Vict. Come prethy begin.

Cup. Stay first, give me leave to look about me least she should bee neere me, for she may be on my iackett and I not see her.
I almost tremble to think on't.

Pol. 'St: Ile hide close here.

Cup. Here's noe body; play fidlers and be sure you keep my last word as you did.

Vict. And you mine.

Pol. I am made your catch am I? But if I catch you hansomly ile make you change your note.Cupes and the rest sing.

Cup. Cupes foule wife Polla,
Vict. the devill cut her swallow,
swallow--the devill--Polla.
ha ha---ha ha---ha ha---whooh
Cup---Vict---Fid---Omnes.
Cup. She is a beastly queane,
Vict. it is your wife you meane,
you meane---your wife's---a queane.
ha ha---ha ha---ha ha---whooh
Cup---Vict---fid---omnes
Cup. The Mounsiers pox upon her,
Vict. the Eqiptians plague light on her,
on her---a plague---upon her,
ha ha---ha ha---ha ha---whooh
Cup---Vict---fid---omnes.

Pol. Oh yt: I had a thunder bolt to strike 'em all downe.

Vict. Excellent yfaith; agin, prethy come, Cupes foule wife Polla, the devill cut her swallow.

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Item Code: GDE1

First line: See O see

Source Edition: Elvira, or The Worst Not Always True (1663, pub.1667), 4.1, pp.51-2.

First performed: 1663-4

UMI(2) reel no.: 732:1

Author: George Digby, Earl of Bristol

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Don. Blan. Under yon Palm tree's shade, there is a seat
That yields to none in the advantages
It lends to Musick, let's go sit down there,
For this first time, one Song shall satisfie.

Silv. When you have heard that one, I shall not fear
Your asking me another. (They go and set down under the Palm-tree and Silvia sings.

THE SONG.

See, O see!
How every Tree,
Every Bower,
Every Flower,
A new life gives to others joys,
Whilst that I,
Grief strucken lie,
Nor can meet
With any sweet,
But what faster mine destroys.
What are all the senses pleasures,
When the mind has lost all measures?

Hear, O hear!
How sweet, and clear
The Nightingal,
And waters fall,
In consort joyn for others Ears,
Whilst to me
For harmony,
Every Air
Eccho's despair,
And every drop provokes a tear.
What are all the senses pleasures,
When the mind has lost all measures?

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Item Code: GESWSC1

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: She Would if She Could (1668), 1.2, p.10.

First performed: 6 February 1668

UMI(2) reel no.: 184:4 (1668)

Author: George Etherege

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Enter Sir Oliver, and Sir Joslin, Sir Joslin singing.

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Item Code: GESWSC2

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: She Would if She Could (1668), 1.2, p.12.

First performed: 6 February 1668

UMI(2) reel no.: 184:4 (1668)

Author: George Etherege

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

[Ex. Sir Oliver, and Sir Joslin singing.

<NOTE: No lyrics are provided for this song, but they would presumably still be singing the same song as GESWSC1 --which also has no lyrics>.

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Item Code: GESWSC3

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: She Would if She Could (1668), 2.2, p.25.

First performed: 6 February 1668

UMI(2) reel no.: 184:4 (1668)

Author: George Etherege

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Enter the Musick playing, Sir Oliver strutting, and swaggering, Sir Joslin singing and dancing with Mr. Courtal and Mr. Freeman, in each hand: Gatty and Ariana seeing Courtal and Freeman, shriek and---[Exeunt.

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Item Code: GESWSC4

First line: This is sly and pretty

Source Edition: She Would if She Could (1668), 2.2, p.26.

First performed: 6 February 1668

UMI(2) reel no.: 184:4 (1668)

Author: George Etherege

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Enter Sir Joslin, with Ariana and Gatty in each hand, dancing and singing.

CATCH.

This is sly and pretty.
And this is wild and witty;
If either stay'd
Till she dy'd a Maid.
I faith 'twould be great pity.

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Item Code: GESWSC5

First line: And we'll all be merry and frolic

Source Edition: She Would if She Could (1668), 2.2, p.27.

First performed: 6 February 1668

UMI(2) reel no.: 184:4 (1668)

Author: George Etherege

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

He <Sir Joslin> sings---And we'll all be merry and frolick

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Item Code: GESWSC6

First line: And here and there I had her

Source Edition: She Would if She Could (1668), 2.2, p.29.

First performed: 6 February 1668

UMI(2) reel no.: 184:4 (1668)

Author: George Etherege

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Sir Josl. Then the Castle's our own Boys---Hey.

And here and there I had her,
And every where I had her,
Her toy was such, that every touch
Would make a Lover madder.

<NOTE: There is no stage direction to indicate whether the four lines above are recited or sung, other than that they are in italics. Contextually it would seem likely that they are sung, especially given that this character exits a few lines later "Singing and Dancing" (presumably this song)>.

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Item Code: GESWSC7

First line: For he that would have a wench kind

Source Edition: She Would if She Could (1668), 3.2, pp.40-1.

First performed: 6 February 1668

UMI(2) reel no.: 184:4 (1668)

Author: George Etherege

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Sir Jos. <...> For he that would have a Wench kind,
Ne're smugs up himself like a Ninny;
But plainly tells her his mind,
And tickles her first with a Guinny.

<NOTE: This is reprised some twenty lines later>

[Exit singing---For he that wou'd, &c.

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Item Code: GESWSC8

First line: And if she comes she shall not 'scape

Source Edition: She Would if She Could (1668), 3.3, p.47.

First performed: 6 February 1668

UMI(2) reel no.: 184:4 (1668)

Author: George Etherege

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Sir Joslin sings.
And if she comes, she shall not scape,
If twenty pounds will win her;
Her very Eye commits a Rape,
'Tis such a tempting sinner.

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Item Code: GESWSC9

First line: She's so bonny and brisk

Source Edition: She Would if She Could (1668), 3.3, p.48.

First performed: 6 February 1668

UMI(2) reel no.: 184:4 (1668)

Author: George Etherege

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Enter Musick and the Ladies in an Antick...

<Sir Joslin> Sings.

She's so bonny and brisk,
How she'd carvet and frisk,
If a Man were once mounted upon her!
Let me have but a leap,
Where 'tis wholesom and cheap,
And a fig for your Person of Honour.

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Item Code: GESWSC10

First line: Love and wenching are toys

Source Edition: She Would if She Could (1668), 3.3, pp.53-4.

First performed: 6 February 1668

UMI(2) reel no.: 184:4 (1668)

Author: George Etherege

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Sir Jos. <...> Come, Mr. Courtal, to
Satisfie my Lady, and put her in a little good humour,
Let us sing the Catch I taught you yesterday, that was
Made by a Country Vicar on my Brother Cockwood
And me.

They sing.

Love and Wenching are Toys,
Fit to please beardless Boys,
Th'are sports we hate worse then a Leaguer;
When we visit a Miss,
We still brag how we kiss,
But 'tis with a Bottle we fegue her.

<Several lines separate this from a reprise of the last three lines>

<Sir Joslin> Sings.

When we visit a Miss,
We still brag how we Kiss;
But 'tis with a Bottle we fegue her. [Exeunt singing.

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Item Code: GESWSC11

First line: She's as frolic and free

Source Edition: She Would if She Could (1668), 4.2, p.62.

First performed: 6 February 1668

UMI(2) reel no.: 184:4 (1668)

Author: George Etherege

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

<Sir Joslin> Sings.

She's as frolick and free,
As her Lovers dare be,
Never aw'd by a foolish Punctilio;
She'l not start from her place,
Though thou nam'st a black Ace,
And will drink a Beer-Glass to Spudilio.

<two lines separate this from a reprise>

[Exit singing, She'l not start from her, &c.

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Item Code: GESWSC12

First line: She's no mistress of mine

Source Edition: She Would if She Could (1668), 4.2, p.71.

First performed: 6 February 1668

UMI(2) reel no.: 184:4 (1668)

Author: George Etherege

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

...enter Sir Joslin, Sir Oliver, and Rakehell, all drunk, with Musick. They sing.

She's no Mistress of mine
That drinks not her Wine,
Or frowns at my Friends drinking motions;
If my Heart thou would'st gain,
Drink thy Bottle of Champaigne.
'Twill serve thee for Paint and Love-potions.

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Item Code: GESWSC13

First line: To little or no purpose I spent many days

Source Edition: She Would if She Could (1668), 5.1, pp.81-2.

First performed: 6 February 1668

UMI(2) reel no.: 184:4 (1668)

Author: George Etherege

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Gat. How I love the Song I learnt t'other day,
Since I saw them in the Mulberry-Garden!

She sings.

<1.>

To little or no purpose I spent many days,
In ranging the Park, th'Exchange, and th'Plays;
For ne'er in my rambles, till now did I prove
So luckie to meet with the man I cou'd love.
Oh! how I am pleas'd when I think on this man,
That I find I must love, let me do what I can!

2.

How long I shall love him, I can no more tell,
Then had I a Fever, when I shou'd be well.
My passion shall kill me before I will show it,
And yet I wou'd give all the world he did know it;
But oh how I sigh, when I think shou'd he woo me,
I cannot deny what I know wou'd undo me!

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Item Code: GESWSC14

First line: A catch and a glass

Source Edition: She Would if She Could (1668), 5.1, p.87.

First performed: 6 February 1668

UMI(2) reel no.: 184:4 (1668)

Author: George Etherege

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Enter Sir Joslin with Musick...

Sings.

A Catch and a Glass,
A Fiddle and a Lass,
What more wou'd an honest man have?
Hang your temperate Sot,
Who wou'd seem what he's not;
'Tis I am wise, he's but grave.

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Item Code: GESWSC15

First line: I gave my love a green-gown

Source Edition: She Would if She Could (1668), 5.1, p.92.

First performed: 6 February 1668

UMI(2) reel no.: 184:4 (1668)

Author: George Etherege

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

<Sir Joslin> Sings.

I gave my Love a Green-gown
I'th'merry month of May,
And down she fell as wantonly,
As a Tumbler does at Play.

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Item Code: GETCR1

First line: When Phillis watch'd her harmless sheep

Source Edition: The Comical Revenge, or Love in a Tub (1664), 2.2, pp.22-3.

First performed: March 1664

UMI(2) reel no.: 93:10

Author: George Etherege

Composer: Not recorded ( nwc)

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.378, n.3783. [Music] John Playford, Choice ayres and songs...Fourth Book, 1683 (UMI(2) 286:15) et alia.

Text of song:

Aurel. Time to my bleeding heart brings no relief;
Death there must heal the fatal wounds of grief:
Leticia, come, within this shady Bower
Wee'l joyn our mournful voices, and repeat
The saddest tales we ever learn'd of Love.

Aurelia and Leticia walk into an Arbour, and sing this Song in Parts.

SONG.

When Phillis watch'd her harmless Sheep
Not one poor Lamb was made a prey;
Yet she had cause enough to weep,
Her silly heart did go astray:
Then flying to the neighbouring Grove,
She left the tender Flock to rove,
And to the Winds did breath her Love.
She sought in vain
To ease her pain;
The heedless winds did fan her fire;
Venting her grief
Gave no relief;
But rather did encrease desire.
Then sitting with her arms across,
Her sorrows streaming from each eye;
She fix'd her thoughts upon her loss,
And in despair resolv'd to die.

Aur. Why shou'd you weep, Leticia, whilst we sing?...

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Item Code: GETCR2

First line: He took her by the apron

Source Edition: The Comical Revenge, or Love in a Tub (1664), 2.3, pp.25-6.

First performed: March 1664

UMI(2) reel no.: 93:10

Author: George Etherege

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Palmer sings.

He took her by the Apron,
To bring her to his beck;
But as he wound her to him
The Apron-strings did break.

<NOTE: Nine lines of dialogue separate this from the next verse>

Palmer Sings.

If any man baulk his Liquor
Let him never baulk the Gallows,
But sing a Psalm there with' Vicar,
Or die in a dirty Ale-house.

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Item Code: GETCR3

First line: We'd sing and we'd laugh and we'd drink all the day

Source Edition: The Comical Revenge, or Love in a Tub (1664), 2.3, p.27.

First performed: March 1664

UMI(2) reel no.: 93:10

Author: George Etherege

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Palmer Sings.

We'd sing, and we'd laugh, and we'd drink all the day;
Our Reason we'd banish, our Senses shou'd sway;
And every Pleasure our Wills shou'd obey.

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Item Code: GETCR4

First line: And Jenny was all my joy

Source Edition: The Comical Revenge, or Love in a Tub (1664), 2.3, p.28.

First performed: March 1664

UMI(2) reel no.: 93:10

Author: George Etherege

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Palm. Hang play among Friends; let's have a Wench:

Sings.

And Jenny was all my Joy,
She had my Heart at her will;
But I left her and her toy
When once I had got my fill.

<spoken> What say you, shall we have her?

Sir Nich. We are not drunk enough for a Wench.

<NOTE: The next song follows immediately after this one>.

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Item Code: GETCR5

First line: I have no design here

Source Edition: The Comical Revenge, or Love in a Tub (1664), 2.3, p.28.

First performed: March 1664

UMI(2) reel no.: 93:10

Author: George Etherege

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

<NOTE: This song follows immediately after the previous one>

Palm. Let's sing a Catch then.

Whead. Cull. Agreed, agreed.

Whead. Begin, Mr Palmer.

Palmer sings, standing in the middle, with a Glass of Wine in his hand.

Palm. I have no design here,
But drinking good Wine here.
Whea. Nor I, Boy.
Sr Nic. Nor I, boy.
Whea. Th'art my Boy.
Sr Nic. Th'art my Boy.
All 3. Our heads are too airy for Plots:
Let us hugg then all three,
Since our Virtues agree,
We'l hollow and cast up our Hats.

[They hollow whilst Palmer drinks, and then change till it has gone round.

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Item Code: GETCR6

First line: He that leaves his wine for boxes and dice

Source Edition: The Comical Revenge, or Love in a Tub (1664), 2.3, p.29.

First performed: March 1664

UMI(2) reel no.: 93:10

Author: George Etherege

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Palmer Sings.

He that leaves his Wine for Boxes and Dice,
Or his Wench for fear of mishaps,
May he beg all his days, cracking of Lice,
And die in conclusion of Claps.

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Item Code: GETCR7

First line: If she be not as kind as fair

Source Edition: The Comical Revenge, or Love in a Tub (1664), 2.3, p.30.

First performed: March 1664

UMI(2) reel no.: 93:10

Author: George Etherege

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Palmer sings.

If she be not as kind as fair,
But peevish and unhandy,
Leave her, she's only worth the care
Of some spruce Jack-a-dandy.
I wou'd not have thee such an Asse,
Had'st thou ne're so much leisure.
To sigh and whine for such a Lass
Whose Pride's above her Pleasure.

Sir Nich. Ho brave Boy!

Palm. March on, march on.

SINGS.

Make much of e'ry buxome Girl,
Which needs but little Courting;
Her value is above the pearl,
That takes delight in sporting.

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Item Code: GETCR8

First line: You widow that do sleep dog-sleep

Source Edition: The Comical Revenge, or Love in a Tub (1664), 3.2, p.32.

First performed: March 1664

UMI(2) reel no.: 93:10

Author: George Etherege

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Enter Sir Frederick Frollick, with Fidlers before him, and six or eight Link-boys, dancing and singing.

<NOTE: No lyrics are provided for this song at this point, but the one occurring five lines later refers to a "repeat" of verses, suggesting them to have been sung at the outset>.

[Sir Fred. rings the Bell, and then repeats these Verses.

Sir Fred.
You Widow, that do sleep dog-sleep,
And now for your dead Husband weep,
Perceiving well what want you have
Of that poor worm has eat in Grave;
Rise out of Bed, and ope the door;
Here's that will all your joys restore.
Good-morrow, my Mistress dear, Good-morrow.
Good-morrow, Widow.

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Item Code: GETCR9

First line: He that will win a widow's heart

Source Edition: The Comical Revenge, or Love in a Tub (1664), 3.2, pp.33-4.

First performed: March 1664

UMI(2) reel no.: 93:10

Author: George Etherege

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

S. Fr. I'le fetch thee again, or conjure the whole Garden up.
Sing the Catch I taught you at the Rose. [Fidlers sing.

SONG.

He that will win a Widows heart
Must bear up briskly to her:
She loves the Lad that's free and smart,
But hates the Formal Wooer.

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Item Code: GETCR10

First line: He had and a good right bilbo blade

Source Edition: The Comical Revenge, or Love in a Tub (1664), 3.5, p.40.

First performed: March 1664

UMI(2) reel no.: 93:10

Author: George Etherege

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Palmer Sings.

He had and a good right Bilbo blade,
Wherewith he us'd to vapour;
Full many a stubborn Foe had made
To wince and cut a caper.

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Item Code: GETCR11

First line: Come let's to the tavern 'scape

Source Edition: The Comical Revenge, or Love in a Tub (1664), 3.5, p.42.

First performed: March 1664

UMI(2) reel no.: 93:10

Author: George Etherege

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Palmer Sings.

Come, let's to the Tavern scape,
And drink whilst we can stand;
We thirst more for the blood o'th'Grape
Then for the blood of man.

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Item Code: GETCR12

First line: Then march along boys valiant and strong boys

Source Edition: The Comical Revenge, or Love in a Tub (1664), 4.3, p.52.

First performed: March 1664

UMI(2) reel no.: 93:10

Author: George Etherege

Source/s of Music:

Text of song:

Gul. singing. Then march along, Boys; valiant and strong, Boys.
<speaks> So, lay down the Bottles here.

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Item Code: GETCR13

First line: And he took her by the apron (reprise)

Source Edition: The Comical Revenge, or Love in a Tub (1664), 5.2, p.79.

First performed: March 1664

UMI(2) reel no.: 93:10

Author: George Etherege

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

[Sings.

And he took her by the Apron
To bring her to his beck.

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Item Code: GETCR14

First line: Ladies though to your conqu'ring eyes

Source Edition: The Comical Revenge, or Love in a Tub (1664), 5.3, p.81.

First performed: March 1664

UMI(2) reel no.: 93:10

Author: George Etherege

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Grac. Come then into this Arbour, Girl, and there
With thy sweet voice refresh my wearied soul. [They walk into an Arbour.

SONG.

Ladies, though to your Conqu'ring eyes [Let.sings.]
Love owes his chiefest Victories,
And borrows those bright Arms from you
With which he does the world subdue.
Yet you your selves are not above
The Empire nor the Griefs of Love.

Then wrack not Lovers with disdain,
Lest Love on you revenge their Pain;
You are not free because y'are fair;
The Boy did not his Mother spare.
Beauty's but an offensive dart;
It is no Armour for the heart.

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Item Code: GETMOM1

First line: Be calm ye great parents

Source Edition: The Man of Mode, or Sir Fopling Flutter (1676), 1.1, p.17.

First performed: 11 March 1676

UMI(2) reel no.: 1123:16

Author: George Etherege

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Dor. I may ride the Elephant if I please, Sir;
Call another Chair, and let my Coach follow to Longs.

<sings> Be calm ye great Parents, &c. [Ex. Singing.

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Item Code: GETMOM2

First line: When first Amintas charm'd my heart

Source Edition: The Man of Mode, or Sir Fopling Flutter (1676), 3.1, p.33.

First performed: 11 March 1676

UMI(2) reel no.: 1123:16

Author: George Etherege

Composer: Nicholas Staggins ( nwc)

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.375, n.3716 [Music] Playford, John, Choice Ayres and Songs...Fifth Book (1684), p.38 (UMI(2) 286:15) and others.

Text of song:

Har. Leave your prating, and sing some foolish Song or other.

Busy. I will, the Song you love so well ever since you saw Mr. Dorimant.

SONG.

When first Amintas charm'd my heart,
My heedless Sheep began to stray;
The Wolves soon stole the greatest part,
And all will now be made a prey.

Ah, let not love your thoughts possess,
'Tis fatal to a Shepherdess;
The dang'rous passion you must shun,
Or else like me be quite undone.

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Item Code: GETMOM3

First line: 'Tis not for kisses alone

Source Edition: The Man of Mode, or Sir Fopling Flutter (1676), 3.3, p.51.

First performed: 11 March 1676

UMI(2) reel no.: 1123:16

Author: George Etherege

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

[Enter four ill-fashion'd Fellows singing,

'Tis not for kisses alone, &c.

<NOTE: It is possible that GETMOM4 provides the second line to this song>.

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Item Code: GETMOM4

First line: There's something else to be done

Source Edition: The Man of Mode, or Sir Fopling Flutter (1676), 3.3, p.51.

First performed: 11 March 1676

UMI(2) reel no.: 1123:16

Author: George Etherege

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

2 Man. Peace, they smoak.

There's something else to be done, &c.

All of them Coughing.

[Ex. Singing.

<NOTE: It is possible that this is actually the second line of GETMOM3 >.

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Item Code: GETMOM5

First line: The pleasures of love and the joys of good wine

Source Edition: The Man of Mode, or Sir Fopling Flutter (1676), 4.1, pp.67-8.

First performed: 11 March 1676

UMI(2) reel no.: 1123:16

Author: George Etherege

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Sir Fop. Let us have the new Bachique.

O. Bell. A Dod that is a hard word!
What does it mean Sir?

Med. A Catch or drinking Song.

O. Bell. Let us have it then.

Sir Fop. Fill the Glasses-round, and
Draw up in a Body. Hey! Musick!

They Sing.

The pleasures of love and the Joyes of good Wine,
To perfect our happiness wisely we joyn.
We to Beauty all day
Give the Soveraign sway,
And her favourite Nymphs devoutly obey.
At the Plays we are constantly making our Court
And when they are ended we follow the sport.
To the Mall and the Park
Where we love till 'tis dark;
Then sparkling Champaigne
Puts an end to their reign;
It quickly recovers
Poor languishing Lovers,
Makes us frolick and gay, and drowns all our Sorrow.
But alas! we relapse again on the Morrow.
Let every man stand
With his glass in his hand.
And briskly discharge at the word of Command.
Here's a health to all those
Whom to night we depose.
Wine and beauty by turns great souls should inspire.
Present all together; and now boyes give fire---

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Item Code: GETMOM6

First line: How charming Phillis is how fair

Source Edition: The Man of Mode, or Sir Fopling Flutter (1676), 4.2, pp.72-3.

First performed: 11 March 1676

UMI(2) reel no.: 1123:16

Author: George Etherege

Composer: Louis Ramondon ( nwc)

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.242, n.1400 [Music] Wit and Mirth...Second Edition, Book Three (1707), pp.285-6 (CT(1) 8822:03) et al.

Text of song:

Sir Fop. <...> I have been endeavouring at a song!

Dor. Already!

Sir Fop. 'Tis my Coup'd Essay in English,
I would fain have thy opinion of it.

Dor. Let's see it.

Sir Fop. Hey Page give me my song---Bellair,
Here thou hast a pretty voice sing it.

Y. Bell. Sing it your self Sir Fopling.

Sir Fop. Excuse me.

Y. Bell. You learnt to sing in Paris.

Sir Fop. I did of Lambert the greatest master
In the world: but I have his own fault, a weak voice,
And care not to sing out of a ruel.

Dor. A ruel is a pretty Cage for a singing Fop indeed.

Y. Bellair reads the Song.

How Charming Phillis is, how fair!
Ah that she were as willing,
To ease my wounded heart of Care
And make her Eyes less killing.
I sigh! I sigh! I languish now,
And Love will not let me rest,
I drive about the Park, and bow
Still as I meet my dearest.

Sir Fop. Sing it, sing it man, it goes to a pretty new
Tune which I am confident was made by Baptist.

Med. Sing it your self Sir Fopling, he does not know the Tune.

Sir Fop. I'll venture. [Sir Fopling sings.

Dor. Ay marry! now 'tis something. I shall not
Flatter you, Sir Fopling, there is not much thought in't.
But 'tis passionate and well turn'd.

Med. After the French way.

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Item Code: GETMOM7

First line: As Amoret with Phillis sat

Source Edition: The Man of Mode, or Sir Fopling Flutter (1676), 5.2, p.86.

First performed: 11 March 1676

UMI(2) reel no.: 1123:16

Author: George Etherege

Composer: 1. Nicholas Staggins ( nwc); 2. Charles Dieupart ( nwc)

Lyrics: Sir C. S. < Charles Scroop>

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.174, n.196 [Music] 1. Playford, John, Choice Ayres and Songs...Second Book (1679), p.5 (UMI(2) 286:12); 2. English Songs (n.d.), British Library Shelfmark H.1601, p.6.

Text of song:

Emil. Has your woman learnt the Song you
Were so taken with?

Har. I was fond of a new thing, 'tis dull at second hearing.

Emil. Mr. Dorimant made it.

Busy. She knows it Madam, and has made me sing
It at least a dozen times this morning.

Har. Thy Tongue is as impertinent as thy fingers.

Emil. You have provok'd her.

Busy. 'Tis but singing the song and I shall appease her.

Emil. Prethee do.

Har. She has a voice will grate your Ears worse than a
Cat-call, and dresses so ill she's scarce fit to trick up a
Yeomans Daughter on a Holyday.

Busy Sings.

Song by Sir C<harles>. S<croop>.

As Amoret with Phillis sat
One Evening on the plain,
And saw the charming Strephon wait
To tell the Nymph his pain.

The threatening danger to remove
She whisper'd in her Ear,
Ah Phillis, if you would not love,
This Shepheard do not hear.

None ever had so strange an Art
His passion to convey
Into a listning Virgins heart
And steal her Soul away.

Fly, fly, betimes, for fear you give
Occasion for your Fate.
In vain said she, in vain I strive,
Alas! 'tis now too late.

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Item Code: GETMOM8

First line: Caelia with mournful pleasure hears

Source: The Man of Mode, or Sir Fopling Flutter (1676), song not printed in play.

First performed: 11 March 1676

UMI(2) reel no.: 1123:16

Author: George Etherege

Composer: John Eccles ( nwc)

Performer/s: Mrs. Hudson

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie. Song appeared in broadside (UMI(2) 2206:02)

Text of song:

A Song in the Comedy called Sr. Fopling Flutter Set by Mr John Eccles Sung by Mrs Hudson and exactly engrav'd by Tho. Cross.

Caelia with mournful pleasure hears,
My soft complaints of Love;
Mingles her wishes sighs and tears,
And vows her heart I move.
But when to the blest hour I press,
The willing Maid denies;
And tho' a passion she confess,
Yet her lov'd Martyr dyes.

Duty forbids my tender suit,
When e're she bids me love;
That guardian flame defends the fruit,
The nodding bow wou'd give.
Ah! might I with an am'rous Pray'r
Attone her Fate and mine
We'd both enjoy, but to my share
Fall all the load of Sin.

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Item Code: GFLAAB1

First line: Tal dal deral one two

Source Edition: Love and a Bottle (1698), 2.2, pp.15-6.

First Performed: December 1698 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 379:37 (1699)

Author: George Farquhar

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

SCENE changes to a Dining Room in Widow Bulfinches house, A Flutea, Musick-book on the Table; a Case of Toyes hanging up.--- Enter Rigadoon the Dancing-Master, leading in Mockmode by both hands, as teaching him the Minuet; he sings, and Mockmode dances awkwardly; Club follows.

Rig. Tal---dal---deral---One---Two.---Tal---dal--- deral---Coupƒ---Tal---dal---deral---Very well--- Tal---dal---deral---Wrong.---Tal---dal---deral Toes out---Tal---dal---deral---Observe Time:---Very well indeed, Sir; you shall dance as well as any Man in England; you have an excellent disposition in your Limbs, Sir:---Observe me, Sir.

(Here the Master dances a new Minuet; and at every Cut Club makes an awkward imitation, by leaping up.

And so forth, Sir.

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Item Code: GFLAAB2

First line: Tal dal deral

Source Edition: Love and a Bottle (1698), 2.2, p.19.

First Performed: December 1698 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 379:37 (1699)

Author: George Farquhar

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Rig. Nothing, Sir;---Tal---dal---deral.---(Daunces.)---This takes the Ladies, Mr. Mockmode; this runs away with all the great Fortunes in Town. Tho' you be a Fool, a Fop, a Coward, Dance well, and you Captivate the Ladies. The moving a man's Limbs pliantly, does the business. If you want a Fortune, come to me---Tal ---dal---deral--- (Daunces.

Nimb. No, no, to me, Sir.---sa, sa,---does your business soonest with a Woman. A clean and manly extension of all your parts---Ha---Carrying a true point, is the matter.---Sa, sa, sa, sa.---Defend your self.

(Pushes at Rigadoon, who Dances, and Sings, retiring off the Stage.

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Item Code: GFLAAB3

First line: How bless'd are lovers in disguise

Source Edition: Love and a Bottle (1698), 3.1, pp.26-7.

First Performed: December 1698 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 379:37 (1699)

Author: George Farquhar

Lyrics (or Composer?): Mr. Richardson

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Roeb. <...> Do you never sit on her bed-side, and sing to her? ha!---Come, tell me, that's my good Boy.---(Makes much of him.

Lean. Yes, I do sing her asleep sometimes.

Roeb. But do you never waken her again?

Lean. No, but I constantly wake my self; my rest's always disturbed by Visions of the Devil.

Roeb. Who wou'd imagin now that this young shaver cou'd dream of a Woman so soon?---But what Songs does your Lady delight in most?

Lean. Passionate ones, Sir; I'll sing you one of 'em, if you'll stay.

Roeb. With all my heart, my little Cherubim. The Rogue is fond of shewing his parts.---Come, begin.

A SONG: Set by Mr. Richardson.

<1.>

How bless'd are Lovers in di<s>guise!
Like Gods, they see,
As I do thee,
Unseen by human Eyes.
Expos'd to view.
I'm hid from you;
I'm alter'd, yet the same:
The dark conceals me,
Love reveals me;
Love, which lights me by its Flame.

2.

Were you not false, you me wou'd know;
For tho' your Eyes
Cou'd not devise,
Your heart had told you so.
Your heart wou'd beat
With eager heat,
And me by Sympathy wou'd find:
True Love might see
One chang'd like me,
False Love is only blind.

Roeb. Oh my little Angel in voice and shape---(Kisses her.) I cou'd wish my self a Female for thy sake.

<NOTE: It is difficult to determine if "Set" refers to lyrics or music. No score has been located to date>.

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Item Code: GFLAAB4

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: Love and a Bottle (1698), 2.2, p.30.

First Performed: December 1698 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 379:37 (1699)

Author: George Farquhar

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Roeb. Nay, if y're for Advice, farewell:
Men of ripe understanding shou'd always despise
What Babes only practise, and Dotards advise. (Exit singing.

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Item Code: GFLAAB5

First line: France ne're will comply [Till her claret run dry]

Source Edition: Love and a Bottle (1698), 3.2, p.36.

First Performed: December 1698 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 379:37 (1699)

Author: George Farquhar

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Enter Roebuck drunk, and singing.

France ne're will comply
Till her Claret run dry;
Then let's pull away, to defeat her:
He hinders the Peace,
Who refuses this Glass,
And deserves to be hang'd for a Traytor.

<speaks> Now, my Mirmydons fall on; I have taken off the odds.

Dub a dub, dub a dub, to the Battle. (Sings.

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Item Code: GFSHW1

First line: Fal al deral

Source Edition: Sir Harry Wildair (1701), 4.2, p.34.

First Performed: April? 1701--pub. 13 May (L.S.)

CT(1) reel no.: 476:22

Author: George Farquhar

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Wild. [Sings] Fal, al, deral.

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Item Code: GFTCC1

First line: Tal al deral

Source Edition: The Constant Couple; or, A Trip to the Jubilee (1699), 1.1, p.2.

First Performed: 28 November 1699

UMI(2) reel no.: 1383:20 (1700)

Author: George Farquhar

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Smug. Tal, al, deral.(singing)

<speaks> I'll have a Bonfire this night as high as the Monument.

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Item Code: GFTCC2

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: The Constant Couple; or, A Trip to the Jubilee (1699), 1.1, p.3.

First Performed: 28 November 1699

UMI(2) reel no.: 1383:20 (1700)

Author: George Farquhar

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Viz. The Joy of the Play-house, and Life of the Park,

(Enter Sir Harry Wildair, crosses the Stage singing, with Footmen after him.)

Sir Harry Wildair newly come from Paris.

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Item Code: GFTCC3

First line: Then her neck and breast her breast do so heave

Source Edition: The Constant Couple; or, A Trip to the Jubilee (1699), 1.1, p.5.

First Performed: 28 November 1699

UMI(2) reel no.: 1383:20 (1700)

Author: George Farquhar

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Wild. Then her Neck and Breast;---her Breast do so heave, so heave.[Singing.

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Item Code: GFTCC4

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: The Constant Couple; or, A Trip to the Jubilee (1699), 1.1, p.6.

First Performed: 28 November 1699

UMI(2) reel no.: 1383:20 (1700)

Author: George Farquhar

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Viz. Let me consider a little---Now Love and Revenge inspire my Politicks.(Aside.)

Pauses, whilst Sir Harry walks singing.

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Item Code: GFTCC5

First line: Thus <poor> Damon knock'd at Celia's Door

Source Edition: The Constant Couple; or, A Trip to the Jubilee (1699), 4.2, p.39.

First Performed: 28 November 1699

UMI(2) reel no.: 1383:20 (1700)

Author: George Farquhar

Composer: 1. Daniel Purcell ( nwc); 2. Richard Leveridge ( nwc)

Performer/s: Mr. Pate

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.354, n.3351 [Music] 1. Mercurius Musicus, December 1699, pp.182-5 et al.; 2. English Songs, British Library Shelfmark H.1601, p.448.

Text of song:

Lure. This must be some Clown without Manners, or a Gentleman above Ceremony. Who's there?

Wild. Sings. Thus Damon knock'd at Celia's Door,
He sigh'd, and beg'd, and wept, and swore,
The Sign was so, [knocks]
She answer'd, No, [knocks thrice]
No, no, no.
Again he sigh'd, again he pray'd,
No, Damon, no, I am afraid,
Consider, Damon, I'm a Maid,
Consider,
No,
I'm a Maid.
No, &c.
At last his Sighs and Tears made way,
She rose, and softly turn'd the Key,
Come in, said she, but do not stay.
I may conclude
You will be rude,
But if you are, you may.

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Item Code: GFTCC6

First line: And what shall I give you for such a fine thing

Source Edition: The Constant Couple; or, A Trip to the Jubilee (1699), 4.2, p.40.

First Performed: 28 November 1699

UMI(2) reel no.: 1383:20 (1700)

Author: George Farquhar

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Lure. And what shall I give you for such a fine thing.
Wild. You'll give me another, you'll give me another fine thing.
Both sing.

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Item Code: GFTI1

First line: Prithee Phillis

Source Edition: The Inconstant; or, The Way to Win Him (1702), 5.2, p.72.

First Performed: February? 1702 (L.S.)--pub. 5 March

CT(1) reel no.: 578:13

Author: George Farquhar

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Lam. Ay Sir---if you can entertain your self with a Song for a moment I'll wait on you, come in there.

Enter Singers.

Call what you please Sir.

Mir. The new Song---Prethee Phillis, &c.

SONG.

certainly the Stars have been in a strange intreaguing humour when I was born <...>

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Item Code: GFTI2

First line: Since Caelia 'tis not in our power

Source Edition: The Inconstant; or, The Way to Win Him (1702), appended to end of play, p.85.

First Performed: February? 1702 (L.S.)--pub. 5 March

CT(1) reel no.: 578:13

Author: George Farquhar

Composer: Set by Daniel Purcell, but music not extant (?)

Lyrics: Mr. O---r

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

SONG.

By Mr. O---r.

Set by Mr. Daniel Purcell.

I.

Since, Caelia 'tis not in our power
To tell how long our lives may last,
Begin to love this very hour
You've lost too much in what is past.

II.

For since the power we all obey
Has in your breast my heart confind,
Let me my body to it lay,
In vain you'd part what Nature Joynd.

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Item Code: GGTJOV1

First line: Condemn'd on Caucasus to lie

Source Edition: The Jew of Venice (1701), 2.1, pp.14-5.

First Performed: pre-19 January 1701 (L.S.)

CT(1) reel no.: 5619:15

Author: George Granville, Baron Lansdowne

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Promotheus is seen upon Mount Caucasus chain'd to a Rock with the Vulture at his Breast. A Flourish of all the Instruments. Then plaintive Musick.

Peleus Enters to Promotheus.

Pel. Condemn'd on Caucasus to lie,
Still to be dying not to dye,
With certain Pain, ancertain of releif,
True Emblem of a wretched Lover's Grief!
To whose inspecting Eye 'tis given
To view the Planetary Way,
To penetrate eternal Day,
And to revolve the starry Heaven;
To thee, Prometheus, I complain,
And bring a Heart, as full of Pain.
Pro. From Jupiter spring all our Woes,
Thetis is Jove's, who once was thine,
'Tis vain, O Peleus! to oppose
Thy Torturer and mine.
Contented with Despair
You must, you must resign,
Or wretched Man prepare
For change of Torments, great as mine.
Pel. In change of Torment would be ease,
Could you divine what Lovers bear,
Even you Prometheus, would confess
There is no Vulture, like Despair.
Pro. Cease, cruel Vulture, to devour.
Pel. Cease, cruel Thetis, to disdain.
If for the Pleasures of an Hour
We must endure an Age of Pain,
Love give me back, my Heart again.
Both together.

Pro., Pel. Cease cruel Vulture to devour;
Cease cruel Thetis to disdain.

<NOTE: Next song follows immediately after this one. Song division is arbitrary>.

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Item Code: GGTJOV2

First line: Peleus unjustly you complain

Source Edition: The Jew of Venice (1701), 2.1, pp.15-6.

First Performed: pre-19 January 1701 (L.S.)

CT(1) reel no.: 5619:15

Author: George Granville, Baron Lansdowne

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

<NOTE: This song follows immediately after the previous one>.

Enter Thetis.

The. Peleus unjustly you complain.
Pel. Give give me back my Heart again.
The. Peleus unjustly you complain.
The Gods, alas! no Refuge find
From Ills resistless Fates ordain:
I still am True---And would be kind.
Pel. Despair tormented first my Heart,
Now Falshood a more cruel Smart!
O for the Peace of Human-kind,
Make Women longer true, or sooner kind!
With Justice, or with Mercy reign:
Or give me, give me back my Heart again.

Both together.

The., Pel. Peleus unjustly you complain.
Give, give me back my Heart again.

<NOTE: Next song follows immediately after this one>.

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Item Code: GGTJOV3

First line: Accursed jealousy

Source Edition: The Jew of Venice (1701), 2.1, pp.16-7.

First Performed: pre-19 January 1701 (L.S.)

CT(1) reel no.: 5619:15

Author: George Granville, Baron Lansdowne

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

<NOTE: This song follows immediately after the previous one>.

The. Accursed Jealousie!
Thou Jaundice in the Lover's Eye,
Thro' which all Objects false we see;
Accursed Jealousy!
Pro. Love is by Fancy led about.
From Hope to Fear, from Joy to Doubt:
Whom we now a Goddess call,
Divinely grac'd in every Feature,
Strait's a deform'd, a perjur'd Creature;
Love and Hate, are fancy all.
'Tis but as fancy shall present
Objects of Grief, or of Content,
That the Lover's blest, or dyes:
Visions of mighty Pains, or Pleasure,
Imagin'd want, Imagin'd Treasure,
All in powerful Fancy lyes.

CHORUS.

Cho. Accursed Jealousy,
Thou Jaundice in the Lovers Eye,
Thro' which all Objects false we see;
Accursed Jealousy.
The. Thy Rival, Peleus, rules the Sky,
Yet I so prize thy Love,
With Peleus I would chuse to die,
Rather toan llve with Jove.
[Jupiter appears descending.

But see! the mighty Thund'rer's here,
Tremble Peleus, tremble, fly.
The Thunderer! the mighty Thunderer!
Tremble Peleus, tremble, fly.

[A full Chorus of all the Voices and Instruments while Jupiter is descending. Thunder the while.

CHORUS.

Cho. But see! the mighty Thund'rer's here;
Tremble Peleus, tremble, fly;
The Thunderer! the mighty Thunderer!
Tremble Peleus, tremble, fly.

<NOTE: Next song follows immediately after this one>.

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Item Code: GGTJOV4

First line: Presumptuous slave rival to Jove

Source Edition: The Jew of Venice (1701), 2.1, p.17.

First Performed: pre-19 January 1701 (L.S.)

CT(1) reel no.: 5619:15

Author: George Granville, Baron Lansdowne

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

<NOTE: This song follows immediately after the previous one>.

[Jupiter being descended.

Jup. Presumptuous Slave, Rival to Jove,
How dar'st thou, Mortal, thus defy
A Goddess with audacious Love,
And irritate a God with Jealousy?
Presumptuous Mortal hence,
Tremble at Omnipotence.
Pel. Arm'd with Love, and Thetis by,
I fear no Odds
Of Men or Gods,
But Jove himself defy.
Jove lay thy Thunder down,
Arm'd with Love, and Thetis by,
There is more Terrour in her Frown,
And fiercer Lightning in her Eye.
I fear no Odds
Of Men or Gods
But Jove himself defy.
Jup. Bring me Lightning, give me Thunder;
Hast ye Cyclops with your forked Rods,
This Rebel Love, braves all the Gods,
And every Hour by Love is made
Some Heaven-defying Encelade.
Bring me Lightning, give me Thunder.
The. Jove may kill, but ne'er shall sunder.
[Pel. and The. holding by each other.

All three repeat.

Jup., Pel. and The. Bring me Lightning, give me Thunder.
Jove may kill, but ne'er shall sunder

<NOTE: Next song follows immediately after this one>.

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Item Code: GGTJOV5

First line: Thy love still arm'd with fate

Source Edition: The Jew of Venice (1701), 2.1, p.18.

First Performed: pre-19 January 1701 (L.S.)

CT(1) reel no.: 5619:15

Author: George Granville, Baron Lansdowne

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

<NOTE: This song follows immediately after the previous one>.

The. Thy Love, still arm'd with Fate,
Is dreadful, as thy Hate.
O might it prove to me
(So gentle Peleus were but free)
O might it prove to me
As fatal, as to lost, consuming Semele!
Pro. Son of Saturn, take advice
From one, whom thy severe decree
Has furnisht leisure to grow wise.
Thou rul'st the Gods, but Fate rules thee.

The PROPHESY.

"Whoe'er th'immortal Maid compressing
"Shall tast the Joy, and reap the Blessing,
"Thus th'unerring Stars advise,
"From that auspitious Night an Heir shall rise,
"Paternal Glories to outshine,
"And be the foremost of his Line.

CHORUS Repeat.

Cho. Son of Saturn, take Advice;
From that auspicious Night an Heir shall rise,
Paternal Glories to outshine,
And be the foremost of his Line.

<NOTE: Next song follows immediately after this one>.

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Item Code: GGTJOV6

First line: Shall then the son of Saturn be undone

Source Edition: The Jew of Venice (1701), 2.1, pp.18-9.

First Performed: pre-19 January 1701 (L.S.)

CT(1) reel no.: 5619:15

Author: George Granville, Baron Lansdowne

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

<NOTE: This song follows immediately after the previous one>.

[Jupiter during the Chorus seems to stand considering.

Jup. Shall then the Son of Saturn be undone
As Saturn was, by an Aspiring Son?
Justly th'impartial Fates conspire,
Dooming that Son to be the Syre
Of such another Son.
Conscious of Ills that I have done,
My Fears to Prudence shall advise,
And Guilt that made me great shall make me wise.
[Turning to Peleus.

The Fatal Blessing I resign,
Peleus take the Maid Divine;
Jove consenting, she is thine.

[Peleus receiving Thetis.

Pel. Heav'n had been lost, had I been Jove,
There is no Heav'n, like mutual Love.
[Jupiter turning to Promotheus.

Jup. And thou the Stars Interpreter,
'Tis just I set thee free,
Who giv'st me Liberty;
Arise, arise, and be thy self a Star.
The Vulture drops dead at the Feet of Promotheus, his Chains fall off, and he is born up to Heaven with Jupiter, to a loud Flourish of all the Instruments.

Peleus and Thetis together.

Pel. & The. Be true all ye Lovers, whate're ye endure,
Tho' cruel the Pain is, how sweet is the Cure!
So Divine is the Blessing
In the Hour of possessing,
That one Moment's obtaining
Pays an Age of Complaining:
Be true, all ye Lovers, what'ere you endure,
Tho' cruel the Pain is, how sweet is the Cure!

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Item Code: GGTSG1

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: The She-Gallants (1695), 1.1, p.6.

First performed: Late December 1695 or slightly earlier (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 461:22 (1696)

Author: George Granville (Lord Lansdowne)

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Sir J. Airy. Dear Toby, let me kiss thee. Thou'lt excuse me, Geddemme', that I don't stay with thee, but the Ladies would never forgive me: Let me go this once, and I'll make what haste I can to come to thee again, beged. [Exeunt singing.

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Item Code: GGTSG2

First line: Delia how long must I despair

Source Edition: The She-Gallants (1695), 3.1, pp.37-8.

First performed: Late December 1695 or slightly earlier (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 461:22 (1696)

Author: George Granville (Lord Lansdowne)

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

SONG in Dialogue.

Thirsis. Delia, how long must I despair,
And tax you with Disdain?
Still to my tender Love severe,
Relentless to my Pain.

Delia. When Men of equal Merit love us,
And do with equal Ardor sue;
Thirsis you know but one must move us,
Can I be your's and Strephon's too?

My ravish'd Eyes view both with Pleasure,
Impartial to your high desert;
To both alike Esteem I measure,
To one alone can give my Heart.

Thirsis. Mysterious Guide of Inclination,
Tell me Tyrant, why am I
With equal Merit, equal Passion,
Thus the Victim chosen to dye?
Why am I
The Victim chosen to dye?

Delia. On Fate alone depends Success,
And Fancy Reason over-rules;
Or why should Virtue ever miss
Reward, so often given to Fools.

'Tis not the Handsome, nor the Witty;
But who alone is born to please:
Love do's predestinate our pity;
We chuse but whom he first decrees.

Ang. The Words, Ladies, are my own; pray, your Opinion.

Lady Dor. You are a Wit then.

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Item Code: GGTSG3

First line: So well Corinna likes the joy

Source Edition: The She-Gallants (1695), 3.1, pp.41-2

First performed: Late December 1695 or slightly earlier (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 461:22 (1696)

Author: George Granville (Lord Lansdowne)

Composer: John Eccles

Performer/s: Mr. Larouche

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.335, n.3014. Score appears in Deliciae Musicae... First Book of Second Volume (1696), pp.15-6--not on microfilm. Score unavailable to compiler.

Text of song:

Ang. Let not that trouble you, Madam; they are my Friends and at my Devotion, and shall renew the Entertainment, since it proves agreeable to you. Ladies and Gentlemen, the t'other cast of your Office if you please. (To the Singers and Dancers.

SONG.

So well Corinna likes the Joy,
She Vows, she'll never more be Coy.
She Drinks Eternal Draughts of Pleasure,
Eternal Draughts do not suffice;
Ah! Give me, give me more, she Cryes,
'Tis all too little Measure.

Be wise ye Fair, let Scruples die,
For who but Fools would Pleasure fly,
Like Corinna, when you've tasted,
You'll repent that e'er you fasted.

Dance.

Sir Toby. Very fine, extreamly fine <...>

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Item Code: GGTSG4

First line: While Phillis is drinking love and wine in alliance

Source Edition: The She-Gallants (1695), 4.1, p.48.

First performed: Late December 1695 or slightly earlier (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 461:22 (1696)

Author: George Granville (Lord Lansdowne)

Composer: John Eccles ( nwc)

Performer/s: Mr. Cooper

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.383, n.3864 [Music] Mercurius Musicus, February 1699, pp.37-9, 43 et al. First appeared in Playford, Henry, Deliciae Musicae...First Book of the Second Volume (1696), pp.14-5--not on microfilm.

Text of song:

Sir Toby. Behold, Lover, to your sighs I have brought a Song, 't shall pass for thy Serenade, to my Lady Dorimen, Hey Myrmidons strike up.

SONG.

While Phillis is Drinking, Love and Wine in Alliance
With Forces united, bid resistless Defiance,
By the touch of her Lips, the Wine sparkles higher,
And her Eyes from her drinking, redouble their fire.

Her Cheeks glow the brighter, recruiting their colour,
As Flowers by sprinkling, revive with fresh odour:
His dart dipt in Wine, Love wounds beyond curing,
And the Liquor like Oyl, makes the Flame more enduring.

By Cordials of Wine, Love is kept from expiring,
And our Mirth is enliven'd, by Love and Desiring:
Relieving each other, the Pleasure is lasting,
And we never are cloy'd, yet are ever a tasting.

Then Phillis, begin; let our Raptures abound,
And a Kiss, and a Glass be still going round:
Our Joyes are Immortal, while thus we remove,
From Love to the Bottle, from the Bottle to Love.

Sir Toby takes Angelica about the Neck and Kisses her.

Sir Toby singing). And a Kiss and a Glass be still going round.

Ang. Sir Toby, you Kiss in anothers wrong: all my kisses are bespoke for to Night. See what a dreadful challenge my Lady Dorimen put into my hand at parting.

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Item Code: GGTSG5

First line: Our joys are immortal (reprise)

Source Edition: The She-Gallants (1695), 4.1, p.49.

First performed: Late December 1695 or slightly earlier (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 461:22 (1696)

Author: George Granville (Lord Lansdowne)

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Sir Toby. But why loiter we here? yonder's a Tavern. what sayest thou, Lad, to a quart of Canary before we sleep Hey! Cats Cuts strike up, Jenny, Gipsy, Judith---yee Jezebels follow me all.

Sings.) Our Joys are Immortal, &c. (Exeunt Musick playing

<NOTE: This is a reprise of the last couplet in GGTSG4 >.

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Item Code: GLAF1

First line: Heav'ns mind's fulfill'd

Source Edition: Abraham's Faith (1675), p.63.

First performed: Unknown (Closet)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1063:2

Author: George Lesl[e]y

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Chorus.

Heav'ns mind's fulfill'd,
And Sarah still'd.
O how she long'd
And said I'm wrong'd.
No Wife like me,
Who Abra'ms be:
All have their Joys,
Their Babies-toys.
I'm only she,
Who barren be.
New, now her Breasts
Are made two Nests,
For harbouring
The lov'd Off-spring,
Of her dear Lord,
At Heavens word.
And more she may
Have that same way.
Gods promises
To us are bliss.
No Art avails,
When Heaven fails.
His blessings he
Bestow'd, then she
Got blowen Saills.
If any after Children want, they may
For remedy, with her to Heaven pray.

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Item Code: GLAF2

First line: Each day hath its succeeding night

Source Edition: Abraham's Faith (1675), pp.65-6.

First performed: Unknown (Closet)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1063:2

Author: George Lesl[e]y

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Chorus.

Each day hath its succeeding night,
Clouds sometimes darken the Suns light.
The Flowers that florid are to day,
Tomorrow Frost nips quite away.
Youth like a shaddow flies, and age
Sayth, 'tis my turn to tread the Stage.
Life must give place to grim-fac'd Death,
There's nothing fixed made of Earth.
But all dance round and Circle make,
While one anothers place doth take.
The passions likewise have their turns,
One Breast with Love and Hatred burns.
One's sad, and merry, Melancholly,
And all sometimes, are counted folly.
Honours and pleasures are so brittle,
That most wise men esteem them little.
In fine there's nought but thoughts of Heaven,
That bringeth Wages home at Even.

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Item Code: GLAF3

First line: Eternal wisdom when he made

Source Edition: Abraham's Faith (1675), pp.72-3.

First performed: Unknown (Closet)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1063:2

Author: George Lesl[e]y

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Chorus.

Eternal Wisdom, when he made
Sun, Moon and Stars, to each he said,
Take you your turnes; you must the day
Govern, and you your Scepter sway
I'th' night, when men are gone to rest,
And think to sleep with quiet Breast.
This is Heav'ns Lawes, and yet we see,
That men then most unquiet be.
Abram from Heaven hears a voice,
Which quickly marr'd his new made joys.
It bids him go and burn his Son,
Which is no sooner said than done,
And Sarah who in all mens thought,
Would have Abraham counted nought,
For harbouring such cruelty
In's Breast, as he should Butcher be
To his own Child, contents and says,
Husband we may have happy days
When Isaack's gone, then why should we,
Strive Abrams hinderers to be?
Go on Sir, ley your high desire,
Be hallowed with Heav'ns fire.

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Item Code: GLDD1

First line: Thrice cursed be the day and fate

Source Edition: Dives' Doom, or The Rich Man's Misery (1675), pp.17-8.

First performed: Unknown (Closet)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1063:2

Author: George Lesl[e]y

Source/s of Music:

Text of song:

Mourners.

Thrice cursed be the day and Fate,
That did our bliss obliterate;
Our golden Mine is now shut up;
Its owner drinks of Styg'an Cup;
While we his Votaries do groan,
Being depriv'd of him, alone,
From whom we all our living had,
All but his Flatter'rs wanted bread:
His Friends (though few) he loved well;
Since for them he would go to Hell;
Where we must leave him, and repent,
E're our last glass of time be spent;
Or else we must expect that Doom,
To which he is too surely come,
For his neglect of Pietie,
Of which he would no lover be:
Our Tears are vain; then let's give o're,
And take possession of his store;
It is sufficient that his Glory,
Will live as long as Sacred Story;
And name of Dives will be sweet,
To every earthly Proselyte,
Who make their God of gilded clay,
Till Heav'n, as him, sweep them away:
There needs no Tomb, most Rich Mens Purses,
Wrap him, as Children, by their Nurses.

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Item Code: GLFAB1

First line: Mamre from henceforth let thy grove

Source Edition: Fire and Brimstone, or The Destruction of Sodom (1675), pp.38-40.

First performed: Unknown (Closet)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1063:2

Author: George Lesl[e]y

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Chorus.

Mamre from henceforth let thy grove
Renowned be, because Jehove...
And in it die that we may live,
To whom, Let's ever praises give.

<NOTE: Only the first and last couplet of this lengthy chorus have been included>.

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Item Code: GLFAB1A

First line: Our hearts are griev'd to see

Source Edition: Fire and Brimstone, or The Destruction of Sodom (1675), p.42.

First performed: Unknown (Closet)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1063:2

Author: George Lesl[e]y

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Chorus.

Our hearts are griev'd to see
Those Men in Jeopardy:
Who Lodge with Father Lot,
On him will lye a blot,
Who doth them entertain:
If they shall now sustaine
Any harm in the night,
By the Sodomits might.
The Town already knows,
And have made bitter vows:
That before the Sun rise
They will secure the prize;
If Heav'n come to their aid,
They will not be affraid.
Where Lust doth rage and swell,
There is no thought of Hell.
No Monsters liker unto Devills be,
Than men giv'n up to filthy Sodomie.

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Item Code: GLFAB2

First line: Curs'd be the day when we

Source Edition: Fire and Brimstone, or The Destruction of Sodom (1675), p.48.

First performed: Unknown (Closet)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1063:2

Author: George Lesl[e]y

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Chorus.

Curs'd be the day when we,
This stranger first did see.
Curs'd be the mouth that spake
To us, that we should take
This wretch within our Walls,
Who Studieth our falls.
And hath with Heav'n conspir'd,
That Sodom may be fir'd:
there is no remedy,
We must destroyed be.
Come, yet let's endeavour,
To get the Rogues favour.
If he will but once pray,
We're sure Heav'n will stay
His hand, and will revoke
This sad and fatal stroke.
Rise, let us to his Gate,
(Perhaps it's not too late)
And give his guests good words,
The best Sodom affords:
If these do not take place,
Then there will be no space
Between us and the fire:
Taugh! I must now retire,
Here's such a loathsome smell,
That nothing (if not Hell)
Can the same parallel.

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Item Code: GLFAB3

First line: Beware of sin for God abhors

Source Edition: Fire and Brimstone, or The Destruction of Sodom (1675), p.54.

First performed: Unknown (Closet)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1063:2

Author: George Lesl[e]y

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Chorus.

Beware of Sin, for God abhors
Impenitents, and all their scores,
With pen of Iron graves in stone,
Which he'll produce when time is done.
Of vengeance if you would be free,
Beware of Lust and Gluttony.
This drowns the Soul, that doth it kill,
Though Christ for it his blood did spill.
The man that doth attempt the Crown,
Deserv's not to have kindness shown.
Christ's honour is his Crown, yet we
From time to time attempters be;
Though he be patient and forbears,
As witness his Jerus'lem tears;
Yet at the last, when he doth come
With all his Angels; then our doom
(With Majesty) he shall repeat,
When we can neither Bribe nor Cheat
The Judge, nor Jury; but submit
To those that hurry to the Pit;
Where we must be depriv'd of bliss,
If we make Sin our business.
Then let us look on Sodom's flames, and say,
From Sodom's sins, deliver Lord we pray.

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Item Code: GPAKON1

First line: When Silvia is kind and love plays in her eyes

Source Edition: Alphonso: King of Naples (1690), 1.1, pp.1-2.

First performed: December 1690 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 506:14 (1691)

Author: George Powell

Composer: John Eccles ( nwc)

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.379, n.3794 [Music] Joyful Cuckoldom (1671 (1695?)), no.37 (UMI(2) 2032:10).

Text of song:

Urania. What Musick's that? [Soft Musick within.

Ardel. 'Tis with Prince Ferdinand.

Uran. Musick from Ferdinand!
The Groans of tortur'd Ghosts were Airs more pleasing.

SONG within.

I.

When Silvia is kind, and Love plays in her Eyes,
I think 'tis no Morning till Silvia does rise;
Of Silvia the Hills and the Valleys all ring,
Her Beauty's the Subject each Shepherd does sing:
But, if she proves cruel, how little will move
Those Charms which inspir'd us with Raptures of Love?
Thy Rigour, dear Sylvia, will shorten thy Reign,
And make our bright Goddess a Mortal again.

[Here enters Ferdinand, who stands gazing on Urania.

II.

Love heightens our Joys; he's the Ease of our Care;
Inspires the Valiant, and crowns all the Fair:
Oh seize his soft Wings then before 'tis too late,
Or Cruelty quickly will hasten thy Fate.
'Tis Kindness, dear Silvia, 'tis Kindness alone,
Will add to thy Lovers, and strengthen thy Throne:
In Love as in Empire, Tyrannical Sway
Will make Loyal Subjects forget to obey.

Urania. Now, now begins my Horrour:
The fatal Bell, shou'd it proclaim my Death,
Were Sphere-like Musick to this Night-Crow's Voice.

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Item Code: GPAKON2

First line: Long time alas our mournful swains

Source Edition: Alphonso: King of Naples (1690), 4.1, pp.29-30.

First performed: December 1690 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 506:14 (1691)

Author: George Powell

Lyrics: a "person of Quality"

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

The King discover'd melancholy, some Attendants standing by him; A Song, and Symphony of Musick within.

SONG.

Written by a Person of Quality.

I.

Long time, alas! our Mournful Swains
Have been with Fears oppress'd:
And pensive walk'd along the Plains,
Pitying their Flocks distress.
Their Fences all were open laid,
No Ewes their Lambs cou'd keep,
Foxes and Rav'nous Wolves were made
The Guardians of their Sheep.

II.

Pan was not worshipp'd as before,
But saw his learned Rules,
And Justice all turn'd out of door
By Arbitrary Fools.
Phillis for Pan her Charms engag'd
But cou'd no Pity draw.
They sacrific'd to Pagan rage,
Phillis as well as Law.

III.

At length came Strephon on the Plain,
At whose dread Sight did run,
And vanish each Tyrannick Swain
Like Mists before the Sun.
Then his Brave Head with Garlands Crown,
And grudge him not your Wealth.
Ah Shepherds! as you prize your own
Pray for great Strephon's Health.

King. No more; no more; cease all your Harmony,
It suits not with a Wretch so curst as I:
Yet why, unpitying Heaven, this hard Decree!
There might have been some milder Doom for me.
Why was my Daughter
Destin'd to punish him who gave her Breath,
And by her Flight to seal a Father's Death?

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Item Code: GPAKON3

First line: Corinna in the bloom of youth

Source Edition: Alphonso: King of Naples (1690), 5.2, pp.37-8.

First performed: December 1690 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 506:14 (1691)

Author: George Powell

Lyrics: A "person of Quality"

Performer/s: Mrs. Boteler (Butler)

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Urania discover'd Reading. A Song within.

SONG.

Written by a Person of Quality. Sung by Mrs. Boteler.

1.

Corinna, in the Bloom of Youth,
Was coy to ev'ry Lover;
Regardless of the tend'rest Truth,
No soft Complaints cou'd move her:
Mankind was hers, and at her Feet
Lay prostrate and adoring,
The Witty, Valiant, Rich and Great
Alike in vain imploring.

2.

But now grown Old she wou'd repair
The Loss of Time and Pleasure;
With willing Looks, and wanton Air,
Inviting ev'ry Gazer:
But Love's a Summer-Flower, that dies
With the first Weathers Changing.
The Lover, like the Swallow, flies
From Sun to Sun still ranging.

3.

Cloe, let this Example move
Your foolish Heart to Reason:
Youth is the proper Time for Love,
And Age is Vertues Season.

Uran. In vain, alas! you strive to give me Ease:
Musick to lull my Pains, dull soothing Flattery!
The pressing weight that hangs upon my Soul,
Nought but my dear Cesario can remove:
All Props are weak where the Foundation's Love.

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Item Code: GPAVGW1

First line: There's no man more happy than he

Source Edition: A Very Good Wife (1693), 1.1, p.3.

First performed: Late April 1693 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 574:19

Author: George Powell

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Enter Hickman, Singing.

Hick. Good morrow, Mr. Courtwitt; good morrow, good morrow.

Court. You're very merry, Mr. Hickman.

Hick. You're very melancholly, Mr. Courtwitt.

Court. I have Reason for my melancholly.

Hick. And I for my mirth.

Sings.

There's no Man more Happy than he,
That's free from a troublesome Wife;
A Whore at Command
And a Glass in his Hand,
Are the three chief Blessings of Life.

Court. Sir, I must acknowledge my self a very happy man, for meeting you in this good Humour; and wish the business I have to deliver, may not in the least discommode it; I hope, Sir, you won't deny me a favour?

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Item Code: GPAVGW2

First line: Youth keep oh keep thy money fast

Source Edition: A Very Good Wife (1693), 1.1, pp.3-4.

First performed: Late April 1693 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 574:19

Author: George Powell

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Hick. Upon good Security, mark me Mr. Courtwitt, otherwise you must excuse me, I am a poor Tradesman, Mr. Courtwitt, keep a Linnen and a Woollen Draper's Shop, Mr. Courtwitt, and wou'd be loath to lend my Mony without Security, to be laugh'd at among my Neighbours, as you are Mr. Courtwit, and so fare you well, good Mr. Courtwit; Mony, no, no.

Sings.
Youth keep, oh keep thy Mony fast,
And tye it in thy Purse,
For that must be thy Friend at last,
For better, and for worse.
[Exit Hickman.

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Item Code: GPAVGW3

First line: Plutus I am the mighty god of gold

Source Edition: A Very Good Wife (1693), 2.1, pp.10-1.

First performed: Late April 1693 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 574:19

Author: George Powell

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Squeez. Bless me! what's that? in the Name of Sanctity, I conjure you, tell me what you are?

Court. Sings. Plutus I am, the mighty God of Gold,
By Nations worshipp'd, prez'd by all;
The Young Adore me, and the Old,
And court the Deity which makes 'em fall.

Squeez. Bless us! he's frantick, good day to you, Sir, I never cou'd indure mad Company, since Old Tom bit a piece of my Ear off.

Court. Sings. Why dost thou make such haste,
I'le not forsake thee?
Run'st thou ne're so fast,
I'le over-take thee.

[Gets between Squeez and the Door, and Draw.

What sawcy Mortal art thou, which presum'st to fly the presence of the Great God Plutus?

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Item Code: GPAVGW4

First line: First with his head I'll exercise my blade

Source Edition: A Very Good Wife (1693), 2.1, pp.11-2.

First performed: Late April 1693 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 574:19

Author: George Powell

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Court. Ha! without Mony! hence, avant thou Miscreant; dare Poverty appear i'th' Court of Plutus? Nay, do your Office then, my trusty Blade, cut Limb by Limb, this piece of Beggary.

Sings. First with, his Head,
I'le exercise my Blade.
His Arms shall next be mine too.
Those Legs that brought him hither,
I'le take off both together;
What may not one Divine do?

[Offers to strike, Squeezwitt runs off.

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Item Code: GPAVGW5

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: A Very Good Wife (1693), 2.2, p.16.

First performed: Late April 1693 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 574:19

Author: George Powell

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Enter Crack, Singing.

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Item Code: GPAVGW6

First line: He took her about the middle small

Source Edition: A Very Good Wife (1693), 2.2, pp.17-8.

First performed: Late April 1693 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 574:19

Author: George Powell

Lyrics: See note below

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Enter Crack, Singing.

He took her about the middle small
And laid her on the Plain,
And when he had his Will of her,
He took her up again.

<speaks> And what was she the worse for wearing, can you tell, Mr. Doctor?

<NOTE: Song also appears in RRFV2 .>

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Item Code: GPAVGW7

First line: The young and the old mun to't mun to't

Source Edition: A Very Good Wife (1693), 2.2, p.18

First performed: Late April 1693 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 574:19

Author: George Powell

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

<NOTE: This song follows immediately after the previous one>.

Court. A young Pimp, a very sucking Pig Pimp, what an Age is this? when Children play at such great Games? So young, and yet so forward?

Crack. Sings. The Young and the Old, mun to't, mun to't,
The Young and the Old, mun to it,
The Young ones will learn to do't, to do't,
And the Old ones forget not to do it.

<NOTE: The next song follows immediately after this one>.

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Item Code: GPAVGW8

First line: O she is she is a matchless piece

Source Edition: A Very Good Wife (1693), 2.2, p.18

First performed: Late April 1693 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 574:19

Author: George Powell

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

<NOTE: This song follows immediately after the previous one>.

Court. This Infant piece of Impudence amazes me; prithee, what art thou, or whom dost thou serve?

Crack. A most admirable Woman! O, she is all Venus, and to come close to you, she wants a Physician, you are one I take it.

Court. 'Sdeath I'me discover'd, this Habit will betray me. What is she, I say?

Crac. Sings. O she is, she is, a matchless piece,
Tho' all the World may woo her,
Not Golden Shower, nor Golden Fleece
Is Price enough to do her.

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Item Code: GPAVGW9

First line: As Strephon clasp'd in Celia's arms

Source Edition: A Very Good Wife (1693), 3.1, pp.22-3.

First performed: Late April 1693 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 574:19

Author: George Powell

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Court. Your Fortune Sings in the right Cliff, Sir, a Wench as tender as a City Pullet.

Bon. But I hope not so rotten.

Court. Oh, Sir, Health it self, a very Restorative.

Bon. What are these?

Court. Prepared for your Entertainment.

[Song, then Dance.

<I.>

As Strephon, clasp'd in Celias Arms,
In melting Raptures dy'd;
Nought but her highest Heaven of Charms,
By the kind Nymph deny'd.

II.

Ah Celia, in a murm'ring voice,
Thus did the Youth repine;
I've tasted Bliss 'bove Humane Joys,
Yet not compleat Divine.

III.

Why must I only touch the Shoar,
The Out-Land Coast of pleasure;
Led to the Gate that keeps Loves store,
And yet debar'd the Treasure.

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Item Code: GPAVGW10

First line: Oh she's a dainty widow

Source Edition: A Very Good Wife (1693), 4.1, p.26

First performed: Late April 1693 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 574:19

Author: George Powell

Lyrics: Familiar catch? This one line also appears in ABTD4 .

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Crack. Amongst the Mercers Madam, so troubled as if all the Silk in Pater-Noster-Row were not enough to make your VVedding Gown. He is overjoyed that his Happy Day is at Hand. I once heard him invite one special Friend to his Nuptials, he cannot contain himself: On a sudden he fell a singing. Oh she's a dainty VVidow, heark, I think I hear him coming.

Enter Hickman Singing.

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Item Code: GPAVGW11

First line: First with his head (reprise)

Source Edition: A Very Good Wife (1693), 4.2, p.32

First performed: Late April 1693 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 574:19

Author: George Powell

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Squeez. Yes, we will use you in your kind. Oh that I cou'd meet with that mad God Plutus now that took my Money from me.

[Sings.

First with his Head
I'd Exercise my Blade.

'Sbud, I wou'd not be a Coward again to be made Lord Mayor.

<NOTE: This is a reprise of GPAVGW4>.

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Item Code: GPBOA1

First line: Thou glorious fabric stand for ever stand

Source Edition: Brutus of Alba; or, Augusta's Triumph (1696), 1.1, pp.2-3.

First performed: October 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1660:9

Author: George Powell and John Verbruggen

Lyrics: By John Dryden--previously appeared in JDAAA1 .

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Hermes Sings.

Thou Glorious Fabrick stand, for ever stand,
Well worthy thou to Entertain
The God of Traffick, and of Gain,
To draw the Concourse of the Land,
And Wealth of all the Main.

Augusta Sings.

O Hermes, pity take
Of her, who Europe's Pride was seen,
And this fair Isle's Imperial Queen.
Albion's Darling Bride adorn'd,
Till my Absent Lord I mourn'd.
And whilst my Turtle-moans I make,
Oh Hermes, pity take.

Thamesis Sings.

And I the Noble Flood, who pour
My Plenteous Urn on her Rich Shoar,
No more the Prince of Fields, I Reign,
Nor she the Queen of Albion's Fame.
Aug. Oh Hermes, pity take.
Tha. Oh Hermes, pity take.
Cho. To thee for pity now we call,
O! God-like Hermes; pity all.
Mer. Cease, fair Augusta, cease thy Sorrow,
And tho' to day thou mourn'st, thou'lt smile to Morrow.
Thy Morning Prayer, and Evening Dreams,
Thy Albion with his smiling Beams,
Returns so Glorious, Bright and Gay,
He Rivals the Great God of Day.
Chorus. Our Albion with his smiling Beames,
Hermes. While Gallick Foes which Envy see
Your Monarch's happy Victory.
Augusta, ought not to Despair,
For Albion's Heavens peculiar Care. (Mercury Ascends.

Tha. Since our Albion is returning
All our blazing Bonfires Burning,
Joyn each Loyal Heart and Hand,
Each Attending
All Knees Bending
Triton's Sounding
Shores Rebounding,
Send my Jolly Neptunes Sons to Land.

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Item Code: GPBOA2

First line: From hills of ice and heaps of rowling snow

Source Edition: Brutus of Alba; or, Augusta's Triumph (1696), 1.[2], p.7.

First performed: October 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1660:9

Author: George Powell and John Verbruggen

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Pluto Sings.

From Hills of Ice, and Heaps of rowling Snow,
From Lakes of Fire, that neither Ebb nor Flow;
From Sulphurous Flames, and from Pestiferous Mists,
From Terrors Infinite, where howling Guests,
Almost Affect there Torturers with their Cries,
Where Souls for ever Burn, and never Die;
Where Misery is always but begun,
And only Wretched certainties are known,
Come we to know, what Coreb wou'd Demand.

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Item Code: GPBOA3

First line: Of all my whole infernal brood

Source Edition: Brutus of Alba; or, Augusta's Triumph (1696), 1.[2], pp.7-8.

First performed: October 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1660:9

Author: George Powell and John Verbruggen

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

PLUTO Sings.

Of all my whole Infernal Brood,
I'll give you one well Nurst in Blood;
The Eldest Child of black Perdition,
One that is fit to serve Ambition.

Alecto. See Noble Prince, how ready he stands
With Blood-shed Eyes, and Crimson Hands!

Minos. He the glorious Work will do,
For Mischiefs his Delight,
The Bloody Business then pursue;
And shrow'd his Glories in Eternal Night.
He was for mighty Mischief made,
Mischief is his Darling Trade.

Fury. Great Prince, I am at hand,
To Obey thy great Command;
And Fear not me,
For you shall see
His great Renown
I'll soon pull down,
From its tow'ring Eagles Flight,
That soar'd high as the Poles,
To Creak with the Bat
And Hoot, Hoot, Hoot, with the Owles.

Chorus. Then you Furies advance,
Lead, lead up a Dance,
All shall be well
And we'll frolick in Hell
For our Enemy now we are humbling,
Make his Subjects Rebel
We shall soon fill up Hell,
And rejoyce, while the Wretches are Tumbling.

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Item Code: GPBOA4

First line: Oh turn and be kind my dear nymph of the flood

Source Edition: Brutus of Alba; or, Augusta's Triumph (1696), 2.1, pp.16-7.

First performed: October 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1660:9

Author: George Powell and John Verbruggen

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

He waves his wand, and behind the Fountain rises a Triton and a Sea Nymph, who sing a Dialogue.

A Dialogue between a Triton and a Nayad.

Triton. Oh! Turn and be kind, my dear Nymph of the Flood
I burn in cold Water, Love's fire's in my blood.
At the bate of your Face some but nimble and look,
But I gap'd like a Gudgeon, and swallow'd the hook;
I was Jolly and Fat as a Porpus before,
But now no Red Herring's more shotten and poor;
Yet while I pursue you, you coldly cry pish,
Then Flounce, and away swim as mute as a Fish.

Nymph. 'Tis hard to swim against the stream,
Yet we must fly, tho' we esteem,
For, Triton, when a Nymph's your own
You wind your shelf, and then you're gon
To shun that ill, from you I'll keep,
And hide my blushes in the deep.

Triton. Hold, hold, I'm a Pyrate, and make you my Prize,
Charm'd with those green Tresses, bright Scales, and blue Eyes,
Yet trust me, I'm constant, and hot as the Sun,
Each night to thy Bosome to cool me I'll run.

Nymph. In the Evening hot, but cold next dawn,
You go, and leave us swell'd with spawn,
To keep you long none can prevail,
Your Slippery Eeles held by the tail.
To shun that fate from you i'll keep,
And hide my Blushes in the Deep.

Triton. On a Bed of green Oose, Let me shew you a prize,
A Branch of rough Coral, and Pearls of huge size,
Go with me my dear, and this Coyness give over,
They're yours as a pledge of the warmth of your Lover.

CHORUS.

Nymph. Oh do not leave strugling, I'll never give over.
Triton. Nay prithee leave strugling, I'll never give over.

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Item Code: GPBOA5

First line: See the opening clouds divide asunder

Source Edition: Brutus of Alba; or, Augusta's Triumph (1696), 3.1, pp.24-5.

First performed: October 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1660:9

Author: George Powell and John Verbruggen

Composer: Daniel Purcell (Part One nwc) (Part Two nwc)

Source/s of Music: Parts of the song ("Bright <Great> Queen of Hymen's hallow'd Fires" and "If Mortals laugh and sing") are recorded in Day and Murrie, p.231, n.1206 and p.259, n.1694 [Music] Purcell, Daniel, Single Songs in...Brutus of Alba (1696), pp.5, 8 (UMI(2) 820:2).

Text of song:

Mercury sings.
See the opening Clouds divide asunder,
And see, see, yonder,
The Angry Wife of Jove, descending from Above,
More loud than all Jove's Thunder.
Juno descends on her Peacock: As it comes near the Stage, the Clouds opon and discover the Tail of the Peacock, which is so wide, it almost covers the Stage. Juno comes forward, and sings.

Juno. No, Hermes, no; all Quarrels cease,
In Heaven, as well as Earth, 'tis Peace;
Jove by the Stygian Lake has swore,
His Wandring Love shall Rove no more.

Thamesis sings.

Great Queen, who shin'st with those bright Beams,
Whose Glory gilds my Streams,
See what Bending Knees we pay Thee,
Thus Adore Thee, thus Obey Thee.

Augustina sings.

Bright Queen of Hymen's hallow'd Fires,
The Sovereign of all Coast Desires,
That with true Joy the Genial Bed inspires;
See what Bending Knees we Pay Thee,
Thus Adore Thee, thus Obey Thee.
Chorus. Great Queen, &c.

Iris descends on a Rainbow, and comes forward.

Juno. Say Iris say, from the Battavian Strand,
What News hast, thou brought o're?
Hast thou Obey'd my Great Command,
And brought Great Albion safe to Shore.

Iris. Neptune, his Brother, Lord o'th' Ocean,
And his Sea-Nymphs whole Devotion;
Venus in her Shell attends him,
Her Fair Hand, and Smiles, she lends him,
Thousand Prayers to waft him o're,
And carefully has brought him safe to Shore.
See, see, the Crowds, and Joys all round,
Welcome Thunders all before,
Till the Gods Joyn in the Chorus,
Welcome, Heaven and Earth resound.

Mercury. If Mortals Laugh and Sing,
'Tis time we Gods take Wing,
To mount and send her down,
The Guardian of his Crown;
Astrea who from Earth was driven,
Till Albion call'd her back from Heaven.

Chorus. Then all prepare to Sing his Fame,
Sing all, Sing all, Great Albion's Name:
For 'twas by Mighty Jove Decreed,
This Island should by him be freed.

While this Chorus is Singing, Juno, Iris, and Mercury ascend.

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Item Code: GPBOA6

First line: Hail royal Albion hail to thee

Source Edition: Brutus of Alba; or, Augusta's Triumph (1696), 4.[2], pp.32-3.

First performed: October 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1660:9

Author: George Powell and John Verbruggen

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

The SCENE changes to the Cliff of Dover, Augusta, Thamesis, and their Followers rise out of the Sea and and Sing.

CHORUS.

Hail Royal Albion! Hail to thee!
Sent from the Gods, to set us free
From Bondage, and from Slavery.

Thamesis. Hark, I am call'd; old Father Ocean
Calls my Tide;
Come away.
On the Mounting Billows dancing,
See the Royal Bark advancing;
The Waves, the Wind and Sea,
Are all at Albion's dear Devotion.

1st Triton. See the Merry Boatswain too,
Has call'd his Jolley Crew,
Chorus. Come, come, come, &c.

A Dance of six Watermen.

Neptune. See, see, the Sea Gods trim thy Sails,
Every Nymph in all her Pride.

1st Triton. Wafted by the Calmer Gales,
O're thy own Main Triumphant Ride.

Augusta. Each Neried does her Locks adorn,
And every Triion minds his Horn:
The Lovely Mermaid too, behold
How she Combs her flowing Gold:
Without a Snare, or Charm, she sings,
Welcome to the best of Kings.
Chorus. Welcome, &c.

Apollo descends in his Chariot.

Apollo. Albion all Hail! Thou Sacred Head!
Heavens Darling Care, no Danger dread:
For Walls of Fate, thy Life Enclose,
The Plots of thy Malitious Foes,
Abhor'd above, Expos'd below,
Their own dull Light shall shew
Treason, which her Infernal Train
Worke in her Hellish Mines in vain.
Chorus. Albion, all Hail, &c.

Apollo. My Oracles declare, When he has done
His finish'd Work of Fate,
And broke the Universal Yoke,
A Smiling Race of Years, his Reign shall Crown.

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Item Code: GPBOA7

First line: At Albion's return this happy isle

Source Edition: Brutus of Alba; or, Augusta's Triumph (1696), 4.[2], p.34.

First performed: October 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1660:9

Author: George Powell and John Verbruggen

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

A Song in Three Parts.

At Albion's Return, this Happy Isle,
Dries up her Widows Tears;
And with a Smile, Plumes like a Bride,
With Joy and Pride.
The Meadows smile, the Groves and Flowers are Gay,
All Nature chears up at this Great and Glorious Day.
Cho. At Albion's Return, &c.

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Item Code: GPBOA8

First line: Albion belov'd of earth and heaven

Source Edition: Brutus of Alba; or, Augusta's Triumph (1696), 5.1, pp.38-9.

First performed: October 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1660:9

Author: George Powell and John Verbruggen

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

As the King enters <...> At the farther end Proteus appears, with his Followers, who come forward and sing.

A SONG.

Proteus. Albion, belov'd of Earth and Heaven,
Bid rough War and Battel cease;
Return with Fame when thou hast driven
The hunted Tyrant down, and given
Europe a Universal Peace.
Chor. Albion belov'd, &c.

Proteus. Albion! Albion! Heaven attends him;
Heaven its Guardian Angels lends him:
Nor wonder Heaven's best Smile defends him,
When for Heaven his Sword he draws,
His Standard's Heaven, and Heaven's his Cause.

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Item Code: GPBOA9

First line: From the imperial court of Jove

Source Edition: Brutus of Alba; or, Augusta's Triumph (1696), 5.[2], pp.41-3.

First performed: October 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1660:9

Author: George Powell and John Verbruggen

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

A very large Machine descends...Apollo sings.

Apollo. From the Imperial Court of Jove,
From the great Divan above,
I come to bid the Conquering Albion reign,
Soveraign Lord of Land and Main:
Albion, nurst in Honour's School,
Shall with Heroick Virtues rule.

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Item Code: GPBOA10

First line: The god of love with all his train

Source Edition: Brutus of Alba; or, Augusta's Triumph (1696), 5.[2], pp.41-3.

First performed: October 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1660:9

Author: George Powell and John Verbruggen

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

A Symphany: After that, a Dialogue.

Cupid Sings.

Cupid. The God of Love, with all his Train
Shall wait great Albion o'er the Main;
My Mother Venus shall attend him
And great Mars in War befriend him:
Mars, Venus, and Cupid shall all be at hand
To wait your great Hero's Command.
Vulcan. Why how now Youngster! now I find
It is by your kind Aid
My Virtuous Wife to Mars is joyn'd,
And I a God-like Cuckold made.
O Cupid!
Cupid. O Vulcan!
Vulcan. Is this like a Son,
To see your poor Daddy abus'd?
Cupid. And was't like a wise God to marry with one
That to Cuckolding was so much us'd?
Vulcan. Come, come, young God, since it is so,
I'll break your Arrows and your Bow.
Cupid. No, pray now, Father, spare 'em, and I'll take care to be

Vulcan. As great a Knave to others as thou'st been to me.
Mars. Cease Vulcan, cease, or strait prepare
To feel the angry God of War:
Thy Son 'gainst all thy Force I will maintain,
And soon will,
Vulcan. Cuckold me again.
Then repine not you Mortals, but lead merry Lives;
For a God can be Bully'd you see:
Then lose not your Blood in defence of your Wives;
But be Cuckolds, tame Cuckolds, like me.
Mars, Venus, Vulc., Cupid. Then repine not, you Mortals, but lead merry lives;
For a God can be Bully'd you see:
Then lose not your Blood in defence of your Wives;
For a Cuckold great Vulcan must be.

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Item Code: GPBOA11

First line: 'Tis vain to tell me I am deceiv'd

Source Edition: Brutus of Alba; or, Augusta's Triumph (1696), 5.[2], p.44.

First performed: October 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1660:9

Author: George Powell and John Verbruggen

Composer: Daniel Purcell ( nwc)

Performer/s: Mr. Freeman

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.356, n.3402 [Music] Purcell, Daniel, Single Songs in...Brutus of Alba (1696), p.4 (UMI(2) 820:2).

Text of song:

A SONG.

I

'Tis vain to tell me I am deceiv'd;
For Celia seems so kind,
'Twere Sin she shou'd not be believ'd,
Since I no Cheat can find.
If Flattery with Falshood lye
In her soft Youth conceal'd,
A thousand times I'd rather dye,
Than have the Truth reveal'd.

II

Let busie Fools in Libels rail,
Their Malice I'll outbrave;
O'er me no Scandal shall prevail,
So she the Appearance save:
For if I think I have her Heart,
My own for hers is due;
Let her but act the tender part,
I'll think the Joy is true.

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Item Code: GPBOA12

First line: You nymphs that attend the sovereign barge

Source Edition: Brutus of Alba; or, Augusta's Triumph (1696), 5.[2], p.45.

First performed: October 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1660:9

Author: George Powell and John Verbruggen

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

A Symphany.

As Apollo's Heaven ascends, the Temple of Fame rises from underneath the Stage, in which is Fame, and his Followers: Fame comes forward, with his Followers, and sings:

Fame. You Nymphs that attend the Soveraign Barge,
Guard, guard your Royal Charge;
And let your loyal Hands the Bark support,
With all the Glory of your Watry Court.
Chor. Then let your Royal, &c.

Fame. Pleasure and Joy shall waft him o'er,
And Triumph eccho round from Shore to Shore.
Grand Chor. Pleasure and Joy, &c.

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Item Code: GPBOA13

First line: Why dost thou fly me pretty maid

Source Edition: Brutus of Alba; or, Augusta's Triumph (1696), 5.[2], pp.46-8.

First performed: October 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1660:9

Author: George Powell and John Verbruggen

Composer: Daniel Purcell ( nwc)

Performer/s: Mr. Edwards and Mrs. Cross.

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.387, n.3928. [Music] Daniel Purcell, The Single Songs in Brutus of Alba, 1696, pp.9-12 (UMI(2) 820:2).

Text of song:

A Dialogue between an Old Man and a Young Girl.

O. Man. Why dost thou fly me, pretty Maid?
Tho' old, I feel Loves Fires,
Which can't be quench'd without thy Aid.
Then prithee, Fair One, be not cold;
For tho', 'tis true, I'm very old,
I still have young Desires.
Girl. Nay, prithee dear Nestor, cease, cease this Discourse
For I have often been told,
That for a young Virgin there is nothing worse,
Than to Bed with a Man that is old.
O. Man. You much mistake, my pretty Fair,
For Old Men always constant are.
Girl. I do not doubt your Constancy,
For Age, of course, must constant be:
Your Youthful Vigour being gone,
You scarce can think of more than One.
O. Man. Is there nothing then can gain ye?
Girl. Yes, yes, there is.
O. Man. Here's Gold; will that obtain ye?
Girl. O fie, pish, pish.
O. Man. See, here is store of Gold.
Girl. O fie, fie, fie! you'r Old.
O. Man. No matter, Child, here's Gold. [She takes it.
Girl. Well, I'll take it for once, but I must have more,
For this is too little to win me.
O. Man. Nay, rather than so, thou sha't have all my store,
And if that fail, the Devil is in thee.
Girl. I thank you, and now I must go.
O. Man. And I will go with thee.
Girl. O no, no, no, no.
O. Man. Why sure, Child, you won't serve me so.
Girl. Indeed, but I must.
O. Man. Then give me my Gold.
Girl. No; I never make Presents to Men that are Old.

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Item Code: GPBOA14

First line: Cease Cynthia cease your fruitless tears

Source Edition: Brutus of Alba; or, Augusta's Triumph (1696), song not printed in play.

First performed: October 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: Not applicable

Author: George Powell and John Verbruggen

Composer: Daniel Purcell ( nwc)

Performer/s: Mrs. Cross.

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.190, n.488.[Music] Daniel Purcell, The Single Songs in Brutus of Alba, 1696, p.1 (UMI(2) 820:2).

Text of song:

<Cynthia> Cease, Cynthia, cease your fruitless tears,
In vain you do for Piety move;
Strephon regardless all your passion hears,
And vows he can no longer love;
Then learn of him Inconstancy,
No longer wait his being kind,
But to some other Lover fly,
And banish him your mind.

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Item Code: GPBOA15

First line: I courted and writ [Show'd my love and my wit]

Source Edition: Brutus of Alba; or, Augusta's Triumph (1696), song not printed in play.

First performed: October 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: Not applicable

Author: George Powell and John Verbruggen

Composer: Daniel Purcell ( nwc)

Lyrics: Joseph Haynes

Performer/s: Mr. Church.

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.249, n.1508. [Music] Daniel Purcell, The Single Songs in Brutus of Alba, 1696, p.2 (UMI(2) 820:2).

Text of song:

<I.>

I Courted and Writt,
Shew'd my Love and my Witt,
And still pretty Flavia deny'd;
'Twas her Vertue I thought,
Made me prove such a sot,
To adore her the more for her Pride;
Till I happen'd to sit
By her Mask'd in the Pitt,
Whilst a crow'd of gay Beaus held her Play,
When so wantonly free,
Was her smart Repartee,
I was Cur'd and went blushing away.

II.

How Lovers mistake,
The addresses they make,
When they swear to be constant and true,
For all the Nymphs hold,
Tho' the sport be still old,
That their Playmates must ever be new;
Each pretty new toy,
How they'l long to enjoy;
And then for a newer will pine?
But when they perceive,
Others like what they leave,
Then they cry for their Bauble agen.

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Item Code: GPBOA16

First line: How happy am I [The fair sex can defy]

Source Edition: Brutus of Alba; or, Augusta's Triumph (1696), song not printed in play.

First performed: October 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: Not applicable

Author: George Powell and John Verbruggen

Composer: Daniel Purcell ( nwc)

Lyrics: Joseph Haynes

Performer/s: Richard Leveridge

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.243, n.1409. [Music] Daniel Purcell, The Single Songs in Brutus of Alba, 1696, p.3 (UMI(2) 820:2).

Text of song:

<I.>

How happy am I
The fair sex can defy,
And can ev'ry day say that my heart is my own,
I never saw yet
That Beauty or Witt,
But I'de love if I pleas'd or cou'd let her alone;

<II.>

I thought that my flame
Wou'd still be the same,
For Beautifull Celia, if Celia was true;
But Love is so blind
When Celia was kind,
I chang'd her for Mopsa, for Mopsa was new.

II<I>.

Then Phillida's Charms,
Forc't her from my Arms;
But when Phillida wou'd not grant my desire,
I presently kneel'd,
To the next that wou'd yield,
To quench my old flame I made a new fire.

III<I>.

Now is it fair,
That my faults I declare;
Then Ladies be't known to all you I adore,
Since I must deceive,
Take you the same leave,
The Devil's in't if you can ask any more.

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Item Code: GPBOA17

First line: Why Cloe will you not perceive

Source Edition: Brutus of Alba; or, Augusta's Triumph (1696), song not printed in play.

First performed: October 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: Not applicable

Author: George Powell and John Verbruggen

Composer: 1. Daniel Purcell ( nwc); 2. Rene Harris ( nwc)

Lyrics: John Robens

Performer/s: Mr. Church

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.386, n.3921. [Music] Daniel Purcell, The Single Songs in Brutus of Alba, 1696, p.6 (UMI(2) 820:2) and Mercurius Musicus, September and October 1700, pp.63-5.

Text of song:

<I.>

Why Cloe will you not perceive,
The wounds you give my heart;
Why like a tyrant will you live,
Regardless of my smart:
My sighs have tyr'd the pitying Swains,
My groans have fill'd the Grove;
Yet Cloe still unmov'd remains,
And vows she'll never Love.

II.

But Cloe, oh! at length be taught,
Reserv'dness is a crime;
And if you can commit a fault,
'Tis one to fool with time:
Old age may come, your Charms will wast,
Your Beauties may decay;
Then to Love's tenders't joys make hast,
Be happy whilst you may.

III.

Single the Phoenix lives alone,
The reason for't is this;
Nature at once permits but one,
If two they'd taste the Bliss:
With envious Eyes long she perceives,
Joys other Creatures prove;
For want of which the world she leaves,
Expires in flames of Love.

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Item Code: GPBOA18

First line: Let others boast of liberty

Source Edition: Brutus of Alba; or, Augusta's Triumph (1696), song not printed in play.

First performed: October 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: Not applicable

Author: George Powell and John Verbruggen

Composer: Daniel Purcell ( nwc)

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.276, n.1986. [Music] Daniel Purcell, The Single Songs in Brutus of Alba, 1696, p.7 (UMI(2) 820:2).

Text of song:

Let others boast of liberty,
I envy not their Bliss;
Amintor's Charmes have captiv'd me,
And I am only his:
If Loving true be call'd a Chaine,
'Tis pleasing to endure,
For who can count that thing a pain,
They never wish to cure?

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Item Code: GPTCC1

First line: When maids live to thirty yet never repented

Source Edition: The Cornish Comedy (1696), 2.1, p.8.

First performed: June or July 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 365:5

Author: George Powell?

Composer: Jeremiah Clarke ( nwc)

Performer/s: Richard Leveridge

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.377, n.3767 [Music] Wit and Mirth...Second Edition, Volume Three (1707), pp.176-7 (CT(1) 8822:03) et al.

Text of song:

A SONG sung to Manley musing in his Chair.

Sung by Mr. Leveredge. Set by Mr. Clark.

I.

When Maids live to Thirty, yet never repented;
When all Europe's at Peace, and all England contented;
When no Gamester will swear, and no Bribery thrives,
Young Wives love old Husbands, young Husbands old Wives;
When Landlords love Taxes, and Soldiers love Peace,
And Lawyers forget a rich Client to fleece.
When an old Face shall please as well as a new;
Wives, Husbands, and Lovers, will ever be true.

II.

When Bullies leave buffing, and Cowards their trembling,
And Courtiers, and Women, and Priests their dissembling.
When these shall do nothing against what they teach,
Pluralities hate, and we mind what they preach;
When Vintners leave brewing to draw the Wine pure,
And Quacks by their Medicines kill less than they cure.
When an old Face shall please as well as a new,
Wives, Husbands, and Lovers will ever be true.

Manley riseth, Enough,---This is no cure for my Malady <...>

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Item Code: GPTCC2

First line: If Cloris please [Let Cloris smile on any swain]

Source Edition: The Cornish Comedy (1696), "Sung...between the Second and Third Acts", sig.a5r-a5v.

First performed: June or July 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 365:5

Author: George Powell?

Composer: Set by Jeremiah Clarke, but the music not extant (?).

Lyrics: Joseph Haynes

Performer/s: Mr. Bowen and Mrs. Cross

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

The First Part of the Dialogue.

Sung by Mr. Bowen and Mrs. Cross, between the Second and Third Acts. The Words by Mr. Haynes, and Set by Mr. Clarke.

Damon. If Cloris please,
Let Cloris Smile on any Swain,
For I have got my Heart again,
And am at Ease.
My dear fair Cheat
Can Love one hour,
And Hate next minute;
Love's no power,
There's nothing in it
But deceit.
Yet how you've sworn,
Your chast desire,
Like Vestal fire,
Should ever burn:
But now I find,
She I Lov'd best,
Is like the rest,
Of fickle Womankind.
This hour
Yo've lost your power:
Now your Smiles no Magick have,
Now you may Frown,
And I ne're Swoon;
Alas! Your Charms I brave.
I've been betray'd,
By a very pretty Maid,
But am no more her Slave.
Cloris. Whilst Damon was to Cloris true,
E're my false one Thirsis knew;
Were we not then a happy Pair?
Da. We were. Clo. We were. Da. We were. Clo. We were.
Chorus. We were then a happy Pair.
Clo. Peace of mind,
So refin'd,
Sure on earth was never known;
Ne're desiring,
Or admiring,
Any Heaven but our own.
Each moment I dy'd with the thought of the Bliss,
And you breath'd a new Soul with each life-giving Kiss.
Da. When panting and fainting to Cloris I kneel'd,
How dear were her smiles, and how sweetly they kill'd?
Then you bless'd me.
As you kiss'd me.
But even then deceiv'd me too.
Clo. As you us'd me, so I use you.
Da. Is't true? Clo. 'Tis true. Da. Is't true? Clo. 'Tis true, 'tis too too true.
Da. Then Cloris adieu.
Clo. Then farewel you.
Da. Farewel. Clo. Farewel, &c.
Clo. Adieu; farewel you; Adieu.
Exeunt severally.

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Item Code: GPTCC3

First line: Well Cloris how find you your self since you're free

Source Edition: The Cornish Comedy (1696), "between the Third and Fourth Acts", sig.a5v-a6r.

First performed: June or July 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 365:5

Author: George Powell?

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

The Second Part of the Dialogue between the Third and Fourth Acts.

Enter Damon and Cloris meeting one the other.

Damon. Well, Cloris, How find you your self since you're free?
Cloris. My Heart leaps for joy.
Da. It's just so with me.
Clo. Since then from the cares of Love we are free;
Da. And the doubts and the torments of curs'd Jealousy.
Clo. How happy are we! Da. How happy are we!
Chorus. Sure nothing can be, no nothing can be, no, no, no, nothing can be
So pleasant, so pleasant, as our Liberty. Both going off, Damon returns.
Damon. But hold! e're we part, What think you of this,
The Love's we began, mayn't we end with one Kiss?
What says angry Cloris?
Cloris. Why, Cloris says---Cloris says---Yes. Salutes her during the Ritarnello.
Da. (Kneeling). 'Can I no way deserve to have one Salute more?
Clo. 'No, Damon, no more, I cannot, I may not,
'I dare not, bestow any more. (Aside.)
'For should I give one, I should never give o're.
Da. 'Oh, let me one Kiss, one soft Kiss more steal.
Clo. 'No, not while you to my proud Rival kneel.
Da. 'But say, if I my wandring heart,
For Love of you call home again,
Could you from your new Choice depart,
And turn to your repenting Swain.
Clo. 'Were Cerydon brighter than the day,
Fairer than the Milky way,
Damon, the Coursest of the Swains, but True,
I'd quit him and all the World, for you,
I would Live with my Damon in a Desart alone,
And envy no Monarch the empty delights of his Throne.
Chorus. Then let's haste,
Love sweets to taste,
Whilst God's above,
Envying our Love,
Desire to know,
The more than Heavenly Joys we taste below.
Clo. Let Love's Lambent fire,
Inflame our desire.
Da. Then let Cupid's dart,
Now wound your soft heart.
Clo. I do't e're we part. Da. Will you do it e're we part? Clo. Indeed now I will.
Da. Indeed! Clo. Ay, indeed, now indeed, I'll do't e're we part.
Chorus. We'll do't e're we part, we'll do't e're we part.

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Item Code: GPTCC4

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: The Cornish Comedy (1696), 5.1, p.46.

First performed: June or July 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 365:5

Author: George Powell?

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Enter Musick. A Drum beat without.

Mus. Understanding of a Wedding, we come to present you with a Sett of Musick.

Gri. With all my heart; we'll have a Song and a Dance, and then to Church and say our Prayers very devoutly.

A Song and a Dance.

Freem. You have had time to consider, Captain, what's your Resolution.

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