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Item Code: JWTP1

First line: And wilt thou gang with me my Jo

Source Edition: The Projectors (1664), 5.1, p.54.

First performed: Unacted?

UMI(2) reel no.: Not filmed

Author: John Wilson

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

Text of song:

Enter Squeeze (singing.)

Dr. Not a word more---I ha' done with't.---

Squeez. And wilt thou gang with me my Jo?
And wilt thou gang with me?
Now for thy Daddy's Benison,
I prythee now gang with me.

<NOTE: The four lines above are in italics suggesting them to be the song lyrics he is said to be singing>.

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Item Code: JWTWD1

First line: Call for the robin red breast and the wren

Source Edition: The White Devil (1612), sig.L1v.

First Performed: revived 2 October 1661 (L.S)

UMI(1) reel no.: 1296:1

Author: John Webster

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

Text of song:

Cor. Do you heere,
Ile giue you a saying which my grandmother
Was wont, when she heard the bell tolle, to sing ore vnto her lute sir?

Fla. Doe and you will; doe.

Cor. <sings> Call for the Robin-Red-brest and the wren,
Since ore shadie groues they houer,
Cornelia doth this in seuerall formes of distraction.

And with leaues and flowres doe couer
The friendlesse bodies of unburied men.
Call unto his funerall Dole
The Ante, the field-mouse, and the mole
To reare him hillockes, that shall keepe him warme,
And (when gay tombes are rob'd) sustaine no harme,
But keepe the wolfe far thence: that's foe to men,
For with his nailes hee'l dig them up agen.

<speaks> They would not bury him 'cause hee died in a quarrell
But I haue an answere for them.

<sings> Let holie Church receiue him duly
Since hee payd the Church tithes truly.

<speaks> His wealth is sum'd, and this is all his store <...>

<NOTE: Not clear whether recited or sung>.

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Item Code: JWV1

First line: Where would coy Aminta[s] run

Source Edition: [Lucina's Rape, or] Valentinian (1684), 3.2, pp.28-9.

First performed: 11 February 1684, or earlier (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 492:29 (1685)

Author: John Wilmot, second Earl of Rochester (adaptation of John Fletcher)

Composer: Unrecorded ( Louis Grabu?) ( nwc)

Lyrics: Mr. W. < Robert Wolseley>

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.382, n.3852 [Music] Playford, John, Choice Ayres and Songs...Fifth Book (1684), p.47 (UMI(2) 286:16) et alia.

Text of song:

Lucin. <...> Go Marcellina, fetch your Lute, and sing that Song
My Lord calls his: I'l try to wear away
The Melancholy Thoughts his Absence breeds!
Come gentle Slumbers in your flattering Arms
I'l bury these Disquiets of my Mind
Till Maximus returns---for when he's here
My Heart is rai'sd above the reach of Fear.

Marcellina sings---

SONG. By Mr. W<olseley>.

Where wou'd coy Aminta run
From a despairing Lovers Story?
When her Eyes have Conquests won,
Why shou'd her Ear refuse the Glory?
Shall a Slave whom Rackes constrain
Be forbidden to complain?
Let her scorn me, let her fly me,
Let her Lookes her Life deny me.
Ne're can my Heart change for Relief,
Or my Tongue cease to tell my Grief;
Much to Love and much to Pray
Is to Heaven the only Way.

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Item Code: JWV2

First line: Injurious charmer of my vanquished heart

Source Edition: [Lucina's Rape, or] Valentinian (1684), 4.2, pp.41-3.

First performed: 11 February 1684, or earlier (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 492:29 (1685)

Author: John Wilmot, second Earl of Rochester (adaptation of John Fletcher)

Composer: Louis Grabu

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.266, n.1818 [Music] Pastoralle (1684), pp.41-5--not on microfilm. Score unavailable to compiler.

Text of song:

A SONG.

Nymph. Injurious Charmer of my vanquisht Heart,
Canst thou feel Love, and yet no pity know?
Since of my self from thee I cannot part,
Invent some gentle Way to let me go.
For what with Joy thou didst obtain,
And I with more did give;
In time will make thee false and vain,
And me unfit to live.

Shepherd. Frail Angel, that wou'dst leave a Heart forlorn,
With vain pretence falshood therein might lye;
Seek not to cast wild shadows o're your scorn,
You cannot sooner change than I can dye.
To tedious life Ile never fall,
Thrown from thy dear lov'd Breast;
He merits not to live at all,
Who cares to live unblest.

Chor. Then let our flaming Hearts be joyn'd,
While in that sacred fire;
Ere thou prove false, or I unkind,
Together both expire.

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Item Code: JWV3

First line: Kindness hath resistless charms

Source Edition: [Lucina's Rape, or] Valentinian (1684), 5.5, p.75.

First performed: 11 February 1684, or earlier (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 492:29 (1685)

Author: John Wilmot, second Earl of Rochester (adaptation of John Fletcher)

Composer: Louis Grabu

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.271, n.1903 [Music] Pastoralle (1684), p.41--not on microfilm. Score unavailable to compiler.

Text of song:

A SONG.

1.

Kindness hath resistless Charms,
All besides can weakly move;
Fiercest Anger it disarms,
And clips the wings of flying Love.

2.

Beauty does the heart invade,
Kindness only can perswade;
It guilds the Lovers servile-chain,
And makes the Slave grow pleas'd and vain.

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Item Code: KPP1

First line: Since <Now> affairs of the state are already decreed

Source Edition: Pompey (1663), 1.3, pp.11-2.

First performed: 10 February 1663

UMI(2) reel no.: 89:3

Author: Katherine Philips (trans. of Pierre Corneille's 'La Mort des Pompee')

Composer: Not recorded ( nwc)

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.298, n.2370. [Music] John Playford, Choice Ayres, Songs, and Dialogues, Second Edition, 1675, p.30 (UMI(2) 286:16). First published in Musical Companion, 1672, p.34?.

Text of song:

After the first Act of Pompey, The King and Photin should be discovered, sitting and hearkning to this Song.

Since Affairs of the State are already decreed,
Make room for Affairs of the Court,
Employment and Pleasure each other succeed,
Because they each other support.
Were Princes confin'd
From slackening their Mind,
When by Care it is rufled and Curl'd.
A Crown would appear
Too heavy to wear
And no man would govern the World.

If the Gods themselves who have power enough,
In the diversions are various, and oft
Since the business of Kings is angry and rough,
Their Intervals ought to be soft.
Were Princes confin'd, &c.

To our Monarch we owe whatsoer'e we enjoy:
And no grateful Subjects were those,
Who would not the safety, he gives them, employ
To contribute to his repose.
Were Princes confin'd, &c.

After which an Antick dance of Gypsies should be presented.

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Item Code: KPP2

First line: See how victorious Caesar's pride

Source Edition: Pompey (1663), 2.4, pp.23-4.

First performed: 10 February 1663

UMI(2) reel no.: 89:3

Author: Katherine Philips (trans. of Pierre Corneille's 'La Mort des Pompee').

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

Text of song:

After the second Act, this Song is to be sung by two Egyptian Priests on the Stage.

1 <Pr.>.

See how Victorious Caesar's Pride
Does Neptune's Bosom sweep!
And with Thessalian Fortune ride
In Triumph o're the Deep.

2 <Pr.>.

What Rival of the Gods is this
Who dare's do more then they?
Whose Feet the Fates themselves do kiss,
And Sea, and Land obey.

1.

What can the fortunate withstand?
For this resistless He,
Rivers of Blood brings on the Land,
And Bulwarks on the Sea.

2.

Since Gods as well as Men submit,
And Caesar's favours woe,
Virtue her self may think it fit.
That Egypt court him too.

1.

But Pompey's Head's a rate too dear,
For by that impious price
The God less Noble will appear
Than do's the Sacrifice.

2.

If Justice be a thing divine,
The Gods should it maintain,
For us t'attempt what they decline,
Would be as rash as vain.

Chorus.

How desperate is our Princes Fate?
What hazard doe's he run?
He must be wicked to be great,
Or to be just, undone.

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Item Code: KPP3

First line: From lasting and unclouded day

Source Edition: Pompey (1663), 3.4, pp.35-6.

First performed: 10 February 1663

UMI(2) reel no.: 89:3

Author: Katherine Philips (trans. of Pierre Corneille's 'La Mort des Pompee').

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

Text of song:

After the third Act, to Cornelia asleep on a Couch, Pompey's Ghost sings this in Recitative Air.

From lasting and unclouded Day,
From Joyes refin'd above Allay,
And from a spring without decay.

I come, by Cynthia's borrow'd Beams
To visit my Cornelia's Dreams,
And give them yet sublimer Theams.

Behold the Man thou lov'dst before,
Pure streams have wash'd away his Gore,
And Pompey now shall bleed no more.

By Death my Glory I resume;
For 'twould have been a harsher Doom
T'outlive the Liberty of Rome.

By me her doubtfull fortune try'd,
Falling, bequeaths my Fame this Pride,
I for it liv'd, and with it Dy'd.

Nor shall my Vengeance be withstood
Or unattended with a Flood,
Of Roman and Egyptian Blood.

Caesar himself it shall pursue,
His dayes shall troubled be, and few,
And he shall fall by Treason too.

He, by severity Divine
Shall be an offering at my Shrine;
As I was his, he must be mine.

Thy stormy Life regreet no more,
For Fate shall waft thee soon a shoar,
And to thy Pompey thee restore.

Where past the fears of sad removes
We'l entertain our spotless Loves,
In beauteous, and Immortal Groves.

There none a Guilty Crown shall wear.
Nor Caesar be Dictator there.
Nor shall Cornelia shed a Tear.

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Item Code: KPP4

First line: Proud monuments of royal dust

Source Edition: Pompey (1663), 4.5, pp.48-9.

First performed: 10 February 1663

UMI(2) reel no.: 89:3

Author: Katherine Philips (trans. of Pierre Corneille's 'La Mort des Pompee').

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

Text of song:

After the fourth Act, Cleopatra sits hearkening to this Song.

Proud Monuments of Royal Dust!
Do not your old Foundations shake?
And labour to resign their trust?
For sure your mighty Guests should wake,
Now their own Memphis lies at Stake.

Alas! in vain our Dangers call;
They care not for our Destiny,
Nor will they be concern'd at all,
If Egypt now enslav'd, or free,
A Kingdom or a Province be.

What is become of all they did?
And what of all they had design'd,
Now death the busie Scene hath hid;
Where but in story shall we find
Those great disturbers of Mankind?

When Men their quiet Minutes spent
Where Mirtles grew and Fountains purl'd,
As safe as they were Innocent:
What angry God among them hurl'd
Ambition to undoe the world?

What is the charm of being Great;
Which oft is gain'd and lost with Sin,
Or if w' attain a Royal seat,
With Guiltless steps what do we win,
If Love and Honour fight within?

Honour the Brightness of the Mind!
And love her noblest extasie:
That does our selves, this others bind
When you great Pair shall disagree
What Casuist can th'Umpire be?

Though Love does all the heart subdue,
With gentle, but resistless sway,
Yet Honour must that govern too:
And when thus Honour wins the Day,
Love overcomes the bravest way.

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Item Code: KPP5

First line: Ascend a throne great queen to you

Source Edition: Pompey (1663), 5.5, pp.60-1.

First performed: 10 February 1663

UMI(2) reel no.: 89:3

Author: Katherine Philips (trans. of Pierre Corneille's 'La Mort des Pompee').

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

Text of song:

After the F<i>fth Act by two Egyptian Priests, as after the Second

<1 Pr.>

Ascend a Throne Great Queen! to you
By Nature, and by Fortune due;
And let the world adore

One who Ambition could withstand,
Subdue Revenge, and Love command,
On Honours single score.

2 <Pr.>.

Ye mighty Roman shades, permit
That Pompey should above you sit,
He must be Deifi'd.

For who like him, e're fought or fell?
What Hero ever liv'd so well,
Or who so greatly dy'd?

1.

What cannot Glorious Caesar do?
How nobly does he fight and woe!
On Crowns how does he tread!

What mercy to the weak he shews,
How fierce is he to living Foes,
How pious to the dead?

2.

Cornelia yet would challenge Tears,
But that the sorrow which she wears,
So charming is, and brave.

That it exalts her Honour more,
Then if she all the Scepters bore
Her Generous Husband gave.

Chorus.

Then after all the Blood that's shed,
Let's right the living and the dead:
Temples to Pompey raise;

Set Cleopatra on the Throne;
Let Cƒsar keep the World h'has won;
And sing Cornelia's praise.

After which a Grand Masque is Danc'd...

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Item Code: LMTLE1

First line: Ah how I love thee my widow

Source Edition: The Loving Enemies (1680), 3.1, pp.40-41.

First performed: January 1680 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 427:5

Author: Lewis Maidwell

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

Text of song:

Paulo. <...> Hem, hem, here are lungs for thee, Hah Widow, I am in the flower of my age, come faith let's be mery----fa, la, la, la.

<sings> Ah how I love thee my Widow,
Ah how I love thee my dear!
Of Rivals I soon would be rid ho
If thou wouldst but gracious appear.
Ah how I love, &c.

<speaks> I made this my self, faith I did.

Enter Lucinda and after Antonio

Paulina. Very good, is there no more?

Paulo. Ah how I love my Paulina
Ah far beyond each living thing
Honest Paulo would make her his Queen a
If Paulo were once but a King.
Ah how I love, &c.

Hum, hah, what say you?

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Item Code: LMTLE2

First line: Let fools consume themselves with fruitless care

Source Edition: The Loving Enemies (1680), 3.1, pp.42-43.

First performed: January 1680 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 427:5

Author: Lewis Maidwell

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

Text of song:

Paulo. <...> Now my Musick's ready, Widow, pray mind my
Musick. 'Tis very good Musick, in troth.

SONGS. DANCE.

Basse Recit. Let Fools consume themselves with fruitless care,
And with fond hopes search after empty things.
But Beggars with their Love are happier far,
Than are, without it, the most mighty Kings.

1 Treble Let all the World beside go pine,
And sigh, and weep, and groan,
2 Treble To dismal Griefs their Breasts resign,
And with sad, sad Accents moan.
Chorus 2 Trebles and a Basse Lovers shall laugh while they shall whine.

1 Treble Fools for it's self will Treasure prize,
Some dazling Greatness blinds.
2 Treble Beauty alone can charm our Eyes,
And Love delight our Minds.
Chorus of 3 Beauty alone can &c.

<1 Treble> What is the Use of Wealth or Power
By which they men subdue,
<2 Treble> If not in order to gain more
To vanquish Women too.
<Chorus of 3> If not &c.

<1 Treble> Beauty's the Sum of all Delight,
Without Love Life were vain.
<2 Treble> Th' ambitious Toyl, the valiant Fight,
For these, for these Kings Reign.
<Chorus of 3> Th' Ambitious &c.

<1 Treble> They who on these fix their Desires
Go right in Nature way,
<2 Treble> All others are but wandering Fires
That lead Mankind astray.
<Chorus of 3> All others &c.

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Item Code: LMTLE3

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: The Loving Enemies (1680), 4.1, p.53.

First performed: January 1680 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 427:5

Author: Lewis Maidwell

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

Text of song:

Mar. Fear not, 'tis a noble Cause. {Lucinda sings in the Window.

Ant. Servants stand under the House,
while you secure the Door, and I go in ----hark by
Heavens an Angels Voice! 'Tis Lucinda's, this
is a Quality I never knew: now for my Sign.

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Item Code: LMTLE4

First line: 'Tis too severe ye powers that love

Source Edition: The Loving Enemies (1680), 5.1, pp.59-60.

First performed: January 1680 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 427:5

Author: Lewis Maidwell

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

Text of song:

Julia. 'Tis now the break of Day, a fatal Morning!
But I will sing my Troubles to these Woods.

SONG

'Tis too severe, ye Powers, that Love,
The Noblest Object of the Mind,
Should now so fatal be,
That the sole pleasure of Mankind,
And the chief Joy of those above,
Should be a Curse to me.
Why should the spightful Stars contrive
That in such Torments I should live?
That I should love the Man that must hate me,
And still pursue impossibility.

Ah, fatal Love! like other fire,
Thy Heat to Objects does impart
Most different Effects,
Whilst thou dost melt thy soft desire,
Thou hardenst my Marcello's heart,
Till he my Love neglects.
Thy Godhead I with Faith have serv'd,
And have not this from thee deserv'd
Yet, though to me his heart no love can give,
He still might let me in Lorenzo live.

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Item Code: MC2BIC1

First line: O you gods pure angels send her

Source Edition: The Second Part of Bell in Campo (1662), Scene 19, pp.628-9.

First performed: Unacted

UMI(2) reel no.: 502:11 ('Playes', 1662)

Author: Margaret Cavendish, Duchess of Newcastle

Lyrics:"the Marquess of Newcastle" ( William Cavendish)

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

Text of song:

Jantil. <...> Oh could I now dissolve and melt, I long
To free my Soul in Slumbers with a Song;
In soft and quiet sleep here as I ly,
Steal gently out O Soul, and let me dy. Lies as a sleep.

SONG.

O you Gods pure Angels send her,
Here about her to attend her;
Let them wait and here condoul,
Till receive her spotless Soul;
So Serene it is and fair,
It will sweeten all the Air;
You this holy wonder bears,
With the Musick of the spheres;
Her Souls journey in a trice,
You'l bring safe to Paradice;
And rejoice the Saints that say,
She makes Heavens Holy-day.

The Song ended she opens her Eyes, then speaks.

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Item Code: MC1LA1

First line: In a minute's time is flown

Source Edition: The First Part of Love's Adventures (1662), 1.2, p.7.

First performed: Unacted

UMI(2) reel no.: 502:11 ('Playes', 1662)

Author: Margaret Cavendish, Duchess of Newcastle

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

Text of song:

CHORUS.

In a minutes time is flown
From a Child, to Woman grown;
Some will smile, or laughing say;
This is but a foolish Play;
By Reason a Comedy, should of one dayes action be,
Let them laugh and so will I
At there great simplicity;
I as other Poets brings
Severall Nations, Subjects, Kings
All to Act upon one stage,
So severall times in one Age.

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Item Code: MC2LA1

First line: Love in thy younger age

Source Edition: The Second Part of Love's Adventures (1662), Scene 39, p.76.

First performed: Unacted

UMI(2) reel no.: 502:11 ('Playes', 1662)

Author: Margaret Cavendish, Duchess of Newcastle

Lyrics: "written by my Lord Marquiss of New-Castle"( William Cavendish)

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

Text of song:

Enter the Lord Singularity, and the Lady Orphant, as Bride and Bride-groom,
and a company of Bridal-guests.

Enter Musitians, and meets them.

Musitioners. We desire your Excellence will give us leave to present you with a Song written by my Lord Marquiss of New-Castle.

Lord Singularity. Your present could have never been less acceptable, by reason it will retard my marriage.

Lady Orphant. Pray, my Lord, hear them.

Lord Singularity. Come, come, dispatch, dispatch.

He seems not to listen to them. All the time his eyes fixt on the Bride.

SONG.

Love in thy younger age,
Thou then turn'd Page;
When love then stronger grew,
The bright sword drew.
Then Love it was thy fate
To advise in State.
My Love adopted me
His childe to be.
Then offered was my hap
A Cardinals Cap.
Loves juglings thus doth make
The Worlds mistake.

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Item Code: MC2LA2

First line: O love some says thou art a boy

Source Edition: The Second Part of Love's Adventures (1662), Scene 39, p.77.

First performed: Unacted

UMI(2) reel no.: 502:11 ('Playes', 1662)

Author: Margaret Cavendish, Duchess of Newcastle

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

Text of song:

Lord Singularity. O! It will be my funeral song, you rogues, know all delays doth kill me; and at this time your best Musick sounds harsh, and out of tune.

Lady Orphant. Pray let them sing that one song more; so ends your trouble of them.

Lord Singularity. Begin, quick, quick.

SONG.

O Love, some says thou art a Boy!
But now turn'd Girl, thy Masters joy.
Now cease all thy fierce alarms,
In circles of your loving arms.
Who can express the joys to night,
'Twill charm your senses with delight,
Nay, all those pleasures you'l controul,
With joyning your each soul to soul.
Thus in Loves raptures live, till you
Melting, dissolve into a dew;
And then your aery journey take,
So both one constellation make.

The Song done, the Musick playes, as the Bride and Bridegroom goeth.

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Item Code: MC2MT1

First line: Children's eyes are always flowing

Source Edition: The Second Part of Matrimonial Trouble (1662), Scene 14, p.466.

First performed: Unacted

UMI(2) reel no.: 502:11 ('Playes', 1662)

Author: Margaret Cavendish, Duchess of Newcastle

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

Text of song:

Enter Nan the Lady Jealousies Maid, going through the room crying, and the Fool following her singing.

Fool. Childrens eyes are always flowing,
Womens tongues are always going,
And mens brains are always musing,
And mens natures all abusing,
And mans life is always running,
And mans death is always comming.

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Item Code: MC2YGDB1

First line: Life is a trouble at the best

Source Edition: The Second Part of Youth's Glory and Death's Banquet (1662), 4.[19], p.174.

First performed: Unacted

UMI(2) reel no.: 502:11 ('Playes', 1662)

Author: Margaret Cavendish, Duchess of Newcastle

Lyrics by "the Lord Marquesse" ( William Cavendish, Duke of Newcastle).

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

Text of song:

Lady Innocence. <...> Here on this Herse I mount the Throne of death,
Peace crown my soul, my body rest on earth:
Yet before I dye,
Like to a Swan I will sing my Elegie.

[She sings as she is sitting on the Herse, thus.]

Life is a trouble at the best,
And in it we can find no rest;
Joyes still with sorrows they are Crown'd,
No quietnesse till in the ground.
Man vexes man, still we do find,
He is the torture of his kind:
False man I scorn thee in my grave
Death come, I call thee as my slave.

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Item Code: MC2YGDB2

First line: Spotless virgins as you go

Source Edition: The Second Part of Youth's Glory and Death's Banquet (1662), 5.[22], pp.177-8.

First performed: Unacted

UMI(2) reel no.: 502:11 ('Playes', 1662)

Author: Margaret Cavendish, Duchess of Newcastle

Lyrics by "the Lord Marquesse" ( William Cavendish, Duke of Newcastle)

Tune (if traditional): Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Source/s of Music:

Text of song:

Enter the Funeral Herse of the Lady Sanspareile... The whilst this Song is sung.

Spotlesse Virgins as you go,
Wash each step as white as Snow,
With pure Chrystal streams, that rise
From the Fountain of your eyes.
Fresher Lillies like the day
Strew, and Roses as white as they;
As an Emblem to disclose
This Flower sweet; short liv'd as those.

<Dialogue separates this from the second verse>

Tender Virgins, as your Birth,
Put her gently in the earth,
What of Moral, or Divine,
Here is lapt up in this shrine;
Rhetorick dumb Philosophy,
Both those arts with her did dye.
And grieved Poets cannot choose,
But lament for her their Muse.

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Item Code: MC2YGDB3

First line: Her tomb her monument her name

Source Edition: The Second Part of Youth's Glory and Death's Banquet (1662), 5.[22], p.178.

First performed: Unacted

UMI(2) reel no.: 502:11 ('Playes', 1662)

Author: Margaret Cavendish, Duchess of Newcastle

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

Text of song:

When she was putting into the Grave, this Song following was sung.

Her Tomb, her Monument, her Name,
Beyond an Epitaph her Fame;
Death be not proud, imbracing more
Now, than in all thy reign before;
Boasting thy Triumphs, since thou must
But justly glory in her dust,
Let thy Dart rust, and lay it by,
For after her none's fit to dye.

[After this her Peal is Rung on Lutes, by Musicians.]

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

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Item Code: MCTB1

First line: Now at the door

Source Edition: The Bridals (1665), l.4, p.13.

First performed: Unknown

UMI(2) reel no.: 674:2 ('Plays', 1668)

Author: Margaret Cavendish, Duchess of Newcastle.

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

Text of song:

Enter Sir William Sage...and when he passes, this Epithalamium is sung.

Epithalamium.

Now at the Door
You'l stand no more,
But enter the Bridal-bed:
Where you will prove
The Sweets of Love
With God Hymen's banquet fed.

Then Noble Knight
Put out the Light,
Her flaming Eyes will guide you;
And in her Armes
Those Circled Charmes
In Wedlock's Islands hide you.

Now all the joyes
Of Girles and Boyes,
Of sweeter pledges send you,
And know no strife
'Twixt Man and Wife,
But all the Blessings send you.

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Item Code: MCTB2

First line: And if our wits agree

Source Edition: The Bridals (1665), 3.4, pp.48-9.

First performed: Unknown

UMI(2) reel no.: 674:2 ('Plays', 1668)

Author: Margaret Cavendish, Duchess of Newcastle.

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

Text of song:

Merc. Madam, my Soul is wedded to your Vertue, and my Contemplations to your Fancy, and my Love and Person longs to be wedded to your Beauty and Chastity.

And if our Wits agree,
I'm sure you'l favour me.
For Wit the Brain doth move,
And causes Souls to love:
For Fools cannot love well,
Nor reason for Love tell;
They understand not Merit,
Nor a Coelestial Spirit.

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Item Code: MCTCOP1

First line: The jolly wassel now do bring

Source Edition: The Convent of Pleasure (1665), 4.1, p.39.

First performed: Unknown

UMI(2) reel no.: 674:2 ('Plays', 1668)

Author: Margaret Cavendish, Duchess of Newcastle.

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

Text of song:

Another Shepherd speaks, or Sings this that follows.

The Jolly Wassel now do bring,
With Apples drown'd in stronger Ale,
And fresher Syllibubs, and sing;
Then each to tell their Love-sick Tale:
So home by Couples, and thus draw
Our selves by holy Hymen's Law.

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Item Code: MCTCOP2

First line: We watery nymphs rejoice and sing

Source Edition: The Convent of Pleasure (1665), 4.1, pp.44-5.

First performed: Unknown

UMI(2) reel no.: 674:2 ('Plays', 1668)

Author: Margaret Cavendish, Duchess of Newcastle.

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

Text of song:

A Sea-Nymph Sings this following SONG.

1. We Watery Nymphs Rejoyce and Sing
About God Neptune our Sea's King;
In Sea-green Habits, for to move
His God-head, for to fall in love.

2. That with his Trident he doth stay
Rough foaming Billows which obay:
And when in Triumph he doth stride
His manag'd Dolphin for to ride.

3. All his Sea-people to his wish,
From VVhale to Herring subject Fish,
With Acclamations do attend him,
And pray's more Riches still to send him.

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Item Code: MCTP1

First line: You god of sleep send dreams for to restore

Source Edition: The Presence (1665), 1.7, p.26.

First performed: Unknown

UMI(2) reel no.: 674:2 ('Plays', 1668)

Author: Margaret Cavendish, Duchess of Newcastle.

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

Text of song:

The Princess lies upon a Couch as sick, and her eyes shut. Soft Musick is heard, and a Song sung.

You God of Sleep send Dreams for to restore
The Princess mind to be as 'twas before;
Or else you other Gods that dwell above,
Cause her to dream of a Seraphick Love:
Let not her Mortal Soul so cloud the Light
Of her Immortal Soul that shines so bright.
Cast out the vain Idea from her brain,
That nothing of that Figure may remain.

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

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Item Code: MCTP2

First line: This long seven years and more have I still lov'd thee

Source Edition: The Presence (1665), 1.7, pp.26-7.

First performed: Unknown

UMI(2) reel no.: 674:2 ('Plays', 1668)

Author: Margaret Cavendish, Duchess of Newcastle.

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

Text of song:

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

After this, the Fool standing at the Door, sings a part of an Old Ballet; as follows.

This long seven years and more, have I still lov'd thee,
Do then my joy restore, fair Lady pity me,
Pity my grievous pains long suffer'd for thy sake,
Which will not let me rest, for no rest can I take:
Fair Lady pity me, do not my Suit deny,
O yield me some relief that shall for sorrow die.
How can I pity thee, the Lady then repli'd,
I am no Match for thee, thy Suit must be deny'd;
I am of Royal blood, thou of a mean degree,
It stands not for my Good that I should Marry thee:
This Answer oft I had, which struck my heart full deep,
And on my bed full soft did I lie down and weep.

Singing the last Verse, the Fool enters, and the Princess awakes.

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Item Code: MCTPW1

First line: O that I were so happy once

Source Edition: The Publique Wooing (1662), 3.[31], p.400.

First performed: Unacted

UMI(2) reel no.: 502:11 ('Playes', 1662)

Author: Margaret Cavendish, Duchess of Newcastle

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

Text of song:

Vanity. There is no misery like being an old Maid.
She sings a piece of an old Song

O that I were so happy once to be a wedded Wife,
I would fulfil my Husbands will all the days of my life.

Parle. I doubt I may sing the Song that says,

O pity take upon me now some gentle Bodie,
And give me the Willow-Branch, for no man will have me.

Trifle. And I may sing this old Song.

I wander up and down,
And no body cares for me:
Although I be but poor and brown,
Yet constant will I be.

Fondly. And I may sing this old Ballad.

Every Bird can choose his Mate,
The Wren can do the same,
The Fish and Fowl their pleasures take,
They follow after Game.
But I, poor I, poor silly I,
Do sigh and sorrow still,
Yea night and day I wear away,
Wanting my wished will.

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Item Code: MCTPW2

First line: Virtue and honour you did take

Source Edition: The Publique Wooing (1662), 5.[43], p.415.

First performed: Unacted

UMI(2) reel no.: 502:11 ('Playes', 1662)

Author: Margaret Cavendish, Duchess of Newcastle

Lyrics by "the Lord Marquiss" ( William Cavendish, Duke of Newcastle)

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

Text of song:

Enter the Bridegroom...When the Antick-maskers had danced, a Song was sung.

Song.

Vertue and Honour you did take,
And Beauty scorn'd as vading;
Thus you a Godess it doth make,
'Bove mortal Ladies trading.

They love the Body, you the Soul,
They Shape, but you the Mind,
Your Love those grosser loves controll,
Which shews their Love is blind.

His wooden Leg is thrown away,
The black Patch for the blind,
The Bunch on's back asswag'd to day,
As hansome as his Mind.

This now is your reward, Sweet Madam,
The Gods they are not loth
To give you one, handsome as Adam,
And thus enjoy them both.
Then the Maskers dance again, and after their Dance another Song.

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

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Item Code: MCTPW3

First line: Love's miracles not ceased be

Source Edition: The Publique Wooing (1662), 5.[43], pp.415-6.

First performed: Unacted

UMI(2) reel no.: 502:11 ('Playes', 1662)

Author: Margaret Cavendish, Duchess of Newcastle

Lyrics by "the Lord Marquiss" ( William Cavendish, Duke of Newcastle)

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

Text of song:

Song.

Loves Miracles not ceased be,
The Lame to walk, the Blind to see,
The Crooked is made straight, 'tis true,
And these Loves wonders made by you.

His Body metamorphos'd is,
By your Ambrosia sweeter kiss;
Such power hath Love when you do sip
The Gods pure Nectar from your Lip.

All Joys attend you night and day,
Be each to other fresh as May,
Renewing pleasures every hower,
And sweeter than the sweetest Flower.

The Maskers dance again, and after, another Song.

<NOTE: This song follows immediately after the previous one, and the next immediately after this>.

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Item Code: MCTPW4

First line: Envious ladies now repine

Source Edition: The Publique Wooing (1662), 5.[43], p.416.

First performed: Unacted

UMI(2) reel no.: 502:11 ('Playes', 1662)

Author: Margaret Cavendish, Duchess of Newcastle

Lyrics by "the Lord Marquiss" ( William Cavendish, Duke of Newcastle)

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

Text of song:

Song.

Envious Ladies now repine,
Since you are crost,
In having lost
A Prince so handsome and so fine.
Mourn in black patches for your sins,
Despair each Curl,
And every Purl,
And throw away your dressing-pins.

Lay by your richer Gowns of State,
For now you'l faint,
For all your paint,
When 'think of your unhappier Fate.

For these Love-pitfals they are stale,
And all despise
Your glancing Eyes,
For all forc'd Arts in Love they'l fail.

Now let your specious gliding pass,
Or your Lips fed
With biting red,
Despair, and break each Looking-glass.

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

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Item Code: MCTSC1

First line: Let's go to our new plantation

Source Edition: The Sociable Companions, or The Female Wits (1665), 1.1, pp.6-7.

First performed: Unknown

UMI(2) reel no.: 674:2 ('Plays', 1668)

Author: Margaret Cavendish, Duchess of Newcastle.

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

Text of song:

Capt. So do I, wherefore let us fit and provide for our Journey presently, and sing this Song.

The SONG.

(1)

Capt. Let's go to our New Plantation;
Let's go to our New Plantation;
And there we do hope,
No fear of a Rope;
Nor hanging in that Blessed Nation.

(2)

Lieut. Let's go to our New Plantation;
Let's go to our New Plantation;
For here's no Regard,
Nor Soldiers Reward,
In this most Wicked Nation.

(3)

Col. Let's go to our New Plantation;
Let's go to our New Plantation;
Each Man with his Whore,
Although We be poor,
And Rottenness is our Foundation.

At the end of the Song, Enters Peg Valorous.

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

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Item Code: MCTSC2

First line: Get thy coat Peg

Source Edition: The Sociable Companions, or The Female Wits (1665), 1.1, pp.7-8.

First performed: Unknown

UMI(2) reel no.: 674:2 ('Plays', 1668)

Author: Margaret Cavendish, Duchess of Newcastle.

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

Text of song:

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

Peg. Then the Captain sings the burden of an old Ballet.

Capt. Get thy coat Peg,
Get thy coat Peg,
Get thy coat Peg,
Get thy coat Peg, and go away with me.

Peg. You seem to be very merry Brother, that your Officers and you sing so cheerfully.

Lieut. By your favour Mistress, some for Joy do weep, and some for Sorrow sing; witness the Lamentation, and the Poetical Swan; and Tears are often produced by Laughter.

Peg. What is the the cause of your sorrowful singing?

Capt. The Army is Cashiered; and so the Soldiers are undone.

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Item Code: MMSC1

First line: If each hive of swarming bees

Source Edition: St.Cecily, or The Converted Twins (1666), 1.1, p.5.

First performed: Unacted?

UMI(2) reel no.: 768:25

Author: Matthew Medbourne?

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

Text of song:

Ang. I think she now will sing it; with your favour,
I'll read, that you may relish it the better:
Our Poet tells me I have a special grace,
In the rehearsal; seldom coincident
To those of our Sex. Which when my Lady chaunts,
Souls may be ravisht, 'bove Parnassus height.

Reads the Song.

If each hive, of swarming bees,
Have a King, that careful sees,
To the Manage: and were sage,
Keeps the rest, in vassalage:
If each flock, of tender sheep,
Have a Swain, to feed and keep
From the Wolf, that seeks his prey:
Or if onely one must sway;
In a Kingdome: needs must gods,
(Powers divided:) live at odds.---
Then Bees, Sheep, and Subjects, we,
Can but have, one Deity.
Pack yee hence, you many Gods.
Powers divided, live at odds.

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Item Code: MMSC2

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: St.Cecily, or The Converted Twins (1666), 1.1, p.7.

First performed: Unacted?

UMI(2) reel no.: 768:25

Author: Matthew Medbourne?

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

Text of song:

Enter Valerian & Tiburtius listning to St. Cecilie, that sings to the Organ within, then comes forth, and spying Valerian and Tiburtius starts.

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Item Code: MMSC3

First line: Then fraught with crotchets and with quavers

Source Edition: St.Cecily, or The Converted Twins (1666), 3.1, pp.28-9.

First performed: Unacted?

UMI(2) reel no.: 768:25

Author: Matthew Medbourne?

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

Text of song:

Pha. Nay there
Y' are in an errour too: th' Orator says
Dixi, the Poet Cecini, th' one says
At th'end of his Oration, I have said;
Th' other I have sung, at th' end of his Poem;
I will not therefore ask what thou canst say
For thy self (Poet) but, what canst thou sing?

Met. Then what I speak (my Lord) must be in rhime.

Phan. Not speak, but sing, I say, and i'le keep time.

Song.

Met. Then fraught with Crotchets and with Quavers,
'Tis for you we are such shavers.
If by theft we break the Law,
'Tis for your Sol, Fa, Mi, La;
That you may have, for your Notes,
Songs, to fill your warbling Throats.
What were else all that you sing,
But a Sol, Fa, sense-less thing?
What Chromatiques, what were Brawles?
What your Ditones, Intervals?
And if all your Songs were gone,
What were Diatessaroo?
Diatonicks would not please.
What were all your Syncopes?
What your Mesons, Hypatons?
Or your Hyperboleons?
What your Nothi (bastards) ha!
You leget in Fa, Sol, Fa?
Moods not apt for Diapente,
Yet Fa mi sometimes has twenty.

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Item Code: MMSC4

First line: Mount mount my soul mount with a higher strain

Source Edition: St.Cecily, or The Converted Twins (1666), 3.1, p.30.

First performed: Unacted?

UMI(2) reel no.: 768:25

Author: Matthew Medbourne?

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

Text of song:

In Coma's, Colons, Semi-briefs, Periods, Et caetera. Reads.

Mount, mount my soul, mount with a higher strain
From this sad vale, where pleasure mixt with pain,
Can have no Alt. Heaven is my dwelling place,
And earth below, for mourning, is the base.
I live to love, but not to match with grief,
A Long, a Large, I rather choose a brief,
Vain Love! short life! ah Heaven new set my Song,
Change but one note, a Brief into a Long.

<Sixteen lines of dialogue separate this recitation from a reprise that is sung>

Cecilie sings within, mount, mount, &c. and after she has sang it, she enters, Angusta following.

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Item Code: MMSC5

First line: Joy to the bride whom now you see

Source Edition: St.Cecily, or The Converted Twins (1666), 4.1, p.38.

First performed: Unacted?

UMI(2) reel no.: 768:25

Author: Matthew Medbourne?

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

Text of song:

Mar. That was a boding word. But Paranymph
Thou hast a Epithalamium?

Met. Yes my Lord.

Fla. Quick then let's hear't: I long till she's abed.

Met. Joy to the Bride, whom now you see,
Like to the Isle of Sicilie:
Which round about the Ocean laves,
And gently courts with chrystal waves:
Which purling in white foam, may be,
In Tipe, the Zone of Chastity:
Come hither, watry Nymphs, and chide,
The slower pace, of our fair Bride:
Come clearer Rivers, Brooks, and Springs,
Behold, and envy what she brings:
Far purer thoughts, than are your streams,
By the reflection of Heavens beams:
Come Bridegroom, come, and happy be,
With thy fair Isle of Cecilie.
'Tis Hymen calls, come tie the Band;
Joyn with this Isle of sever'd land:
That with a mutual, free consent,
You both, may make one continent.

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Item Code: MMSC6

First line: So from the brook return the bathed doves

Source Edition: St.Cecily, or The Converted Twins (1666), 5.1, p.51.

First performed: Unacted?

UMI(2) reel no.: 768:25

Author: Matthew Medbourne?

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

Text of song:

Cecilie sings.

So from the Brook return the bathed Doves,
While from your candid breast spring purer Loves.
So from the waters washd, we may behold
The pure white sheep return unto the fold,
So in the dewy Morn, we see the Larkes
So fraighted come a pair of wave-wash'd Barkes.
Then welcome Doves with chaster Loves.
Welcome enroll'd Sheep in the fold,
Mount pair of Larkes, and for your Barkes,
Heaven be your Haven: ne're disband,
Here cast your Anchor, Hope; and Land.

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Item Code: MMSC7

First line: Glorious sun thy beams display

Source Edition: St.Cecily, or The Converted Twins (1666), 5.2, p.60.

First performed: Unacted?

UMI(2) reel no.: 768:25

Author: Matthew Medbourne?

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

Text of song:

Cec. In Paradice in joy shall ever last:
Sound musick then and let me sing my last.

Sings.

Glorious Sun thy beams display
To the dawning of this day.
That this payre who gave me being
May the light of truth be seeing.
Come dear Parents on each side,
Lead me now who am your guide,
That you may who gave me being
Live in blisse, which is by seeing.

The Song ended, horrid Musick.

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Item Code: MMT1

First line: Spend not thy time in vain my love

Source Edition: Tartuffe, or The French Puritan (1670), 2.4, pp.26-7.

First performed: c.May 1670

UMI(2) reel no.: 1336:8

Author: Matthew Medbourne

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

Text of song:

SONG [<Laur.> Sings with Antick Postures, and after Dances a Jig.

Spend not thy time in vain, my Love,
But answer my desires:
Be bucksom, blithe, my pretty Dove,
Meet me with equal fires.

For if thou longer dost delay,
Thy beauties soon will fade thee
In honour thou art bound to pay
Those debts which Nature made thee.

Since my designs are fair and just,
How canst thou well deny me?
In faithful Laurence thou mayst trust,
Then come and lie down with me.

This is a touch to show you that I can----

<NOTE: The song in the microfilmed 1670 edition is all but illegible; much of the details have been obtained from the 1707 edition (CT(1) 4391:05)>.

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Item Code: MMTLL1

First line: Ah dangerous swain tell me no more

Source Edition: The Lost Lover, or The Jealous Husband (1696), 1.1, p.4.

First performed: March 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 36:6

Author: Mary Manley

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

Text of song:

Bel. <...> But to entertain you till my Lady Young-Love comes in, my Page shall sing you the last new Song.

SONG.

Ah Dangerous Swain, tell me no more,
Thy Happy Nymph you Worship and Adore;
When thy fill'd Eyes are sparkling at her Name,
I raving wish that mine had caus'd the Flame.

If by your fire to her you can impart
Diffusive heat to warm another's heart:
Ah dangerous Swain, what wou'd the ruine be,
Shou'd you but once persuade you burn for me.

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Item Code: MMTLL2

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: The Lost Lover, or The Jealous Husband (1696), 4.1, p.23.

First performed: March 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 36:6

Author: Mary Manley

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

Text of song:

The Scene opens, and discovers Lady Young Love, Marina, Sir Amorous Courtall, Wilmore, Wildman, Orinda, Belira. Song and Entertainment of Dancing.

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Item Code: MMTLL3

First line: To love and all its sweets adieu

Source Edition: The Lost Lover, or The Jealous Husband (1696), 5.2, p.34.

First performed: March 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 36:6

Author: Mary Manley

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

Text of song:

SONG and MUSICK.

To Love and all its Sweets adieu,
To glittering Hopes, and glowing Fires;
To Eyes that Swore she wou'd be true,
And yield Philander his Desires.
Those Dear, those faithless perjur'd Eyes,
Those Fatal, sweet deluding things,
The Shepherd now forgiving Dyes,
And dying, mournfully be Sings.
Kinder Death, than Cruel she,
Haste, oh haste to set me free.

Enter Sir Amorous, who throws down his Hat, unbuttons his Coat, crosses his Arms, hangs down his Head, and walks despairingly; then enter Lady Young Love and Marina.

L. Y. L. They have given us but a Melancholy Song Daughter upon our Wedding day <dialogue relating to the song continues at some length>

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Item Code: MMTRM1

First line: Unguarded lies the wishing maid

Source Edition: The Royal Mischief (1696), 3.1, p.20.

First performed: April 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 36:7

Author: Mary Manley

Composer: John Eccles ( nwc)

Performer/s: Mr. Leveridge

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.364, n.3520 [Music] Wit and Mirth...Volume Four (1706), p.294 (CT(1) 10355:17) et al.

Text of song:

S<o>ng and Musick, set by Mr. Eccles, and Sung by Mrs. Levercidge <sic>.

Unguarded lies the wishing Maid,
Distrusting not to be betraid;
Ready to fall, with all her Charms,
A shining Treasure to your Arms.

Who hears this Story must believe,
No Swain can truer Joy receive.
Since to take Love, and give it too,
Is all that Love for Hearts can do.

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Item Code: MMTRM2

First line: The sweets of peace succeeds the toils of war

Source Edition: The Royal Mischief (1696), 4.1, p.27.

First performed: April 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 36:7

Author: Mary Manley

Composer: Set by Gottfried Finger, but music not extant (?)

Performer/s: Mrs. Hudson

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

Text of song:

Song, Set by Mr. Finger, and Sung by Mrs. Hudson.

The sweets of Peace succeeds the Toyls of War,
Unfading Beauty gilds our Hemisphere.
Rewards with her the Conqueror's Toyls,
No Joy so great as are her Smiles.
No Dart so keen, as from her Eyes are cast,
No Breath so sweet, as what with her is lost.
Then all to Beauty bend their lowly Knee,
And Worship as the Reigning Deity.

The Souldier fill'd with Scars, boasts not a part
So penetrable as the Warriour's Heart.
Ungentle to his Friends, rough to his Foes,
Beauty can all his Storms compose.
Nor all the Honours of the dusky Field,
Compar'd with her, can one rich Moment yield.
Then all to Beauty, &c.

Grand Chorus.

Then Crown her, Crown her, Crown her, straight,
Crown this Goddess of our Fate;
Adore, Adore, Adoring lye,
She'le raise your Souls to Extasy:
Come all to Beauty bend their lowly Knee,
And worship as the reigning Deity.

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Item Code: MPITEOT1

First line: Imperial Sultan hail [To whom great kingdoms bow]

Source Edition: Ibrahim, the Thirteenth Emperour of the Turks (1696), 3.1, p.16.

First performed: late May 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 506:5

Author: Mary Pix

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

Text of song:

Achm. Dread Sir the Musick waits without!
Prepar'd by the Italian Masters---Their Melody
May Chase these Melancholy Fumes away.

Ibr. Admit 'em.

A SONG.

Imperial Sultan, Hail,
To whom Great Kingdoms bow,
Whose Vast Dominion shall prevail
O'er all below,
Commanding Woman here
An Humble Vassal shall appear,
No thunder in her Voice we prize,
Or Lightning in her Eyes,
When our Terrestrial God draws near.
Under our Prophets Influ'nce Live,
While wondring Nations view
The deeds your Conquering Armies do
And Christians to be made your subjects strive.

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Item Code: MPITEOT2

First line: Fly from my sight fly far away

Source Edition: Ibrahim, the Thirteenth Emperour of the Turks (1696), 3.1, pp.16-7.

First performed: late May 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 506:5

Author: Mary Pix

Composer: Daniel Purcell ( nwc)

Lyrics: Thomas D'Urfey

Performer/s: Mr. Bowen and Mrs. Cross

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.221, n.1022 [Music] Undated broadside. First (?) appeared in Playford, Henry, Deliciae Musicae...Second Book of Second Volume (1696), pp.7-10 (not on microfilm).

Text of song:

A Dialogue Song. Suppos'd to be between an Eunuch Boy and a Virgin.

Made for Boyn and Mrs. Crosse.

Written by Mr. D' URFEY.

She Fly from my Sight, fly far away;
My Scorn thou'lt only purchase by thy Stay,
Away, Fond Fool, away.
He Dear Angel no,---no no no no,
Here on this Place I'll rooted grow.
Those Pretty Eyes have Charm'd me so:
I cannot Stir, I cannot go.
She Thou Silly Creature, be advis'd
And do not stay to be despis'd,
By all my Actions thou may'st see
My Heart can spare no room for thee.
He Why do'st thou hate me, Ah confess:
Thou sweet disposer of my Joys?
She The Reason is, I only guess,
By something in thy Face and Voice,
That thou art not made like other Boys.
He Why, I can Kiss, and I can Play,
And tell a Thousand Pretty Tales:
And I can Sing the livelong Day;
If any other Talent fails.
She Boast not thy Musick, for I fear
That Singing Gift has cost thee dear,
Each warbling Linnet on the Tree
Has far a Better Fate than thee,
For they Lifes happy pleasures prove,
As they can Sing, so they can Love.

Chorus of Both.

He Why so can I:
She No no, poor Boy.
He And tast Love's Joy.
She No no, poor Boy.
He Why cannot I?
She Pish pish---Oh Fye!
He Pray do but try?
She No no, not I.
He I know, I know, no reason why?
She You know, you know, you know You lye.

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Item Code: MPTBD1

First line: She threw by her knotting in haste

Source Edition: The Beau Defeated, or The Lucky Younger Brother (1700), 1.1, p.7.

First Performed: mid-March 1700 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1192:3

Author: Mary Pix

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

Text of song:

Sir John. I shall ever forget her when I look upon thee, my Life, my Soul,

She threw by her Knotting in haste--- [Sings.]
ho, ho, ho, come along Chris. I've shot her flying.

And caught me about my well shap'd wast--- [Sings.]

ho, ho, ho, Exit. Singing.

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Item Code: MPTBD2

First line: Delia tir'd Strephon with her flame

Source Edition: The Beau Defeated, or The Lucky Younger Brother (1700), 2.2, p.12.

First Performed: mid-March 1700 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1192:3

Author: Mary Pix

Composer: John Eccles ( nwc)

Performer/s: Mr. Bowman

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.210, n.835 [Music] Wit and Mirth...Second Edition, Volume Four (1709), pp.155-6 (CT(1) 8822:04) et al. First in Volume Four (1706), pp.155-6, but pages missing from microfilm copy.

Text of song:

Sir John. She's a walking Memento mori; I have suffer'd some time under the persecution, and in bitterness and Gall, instead of Ink, have wrote a Stanza, to shew how awkardly an old Woman makes advances.

Mrs. Rich. Oh, dear Sir John, let us have it.

La Basset. We are all Petitioners.

Sir John. You shall Command me, Ladies.

SONG by Sir John.

Delia tir'd Strephon with her Flame,
While languishing she view'd him,
The well dress'd Youth despis'd the Dame
But still old Puss pursu'd him.

Some pitty on a Wretch bestow,
That lies at your Devotion:
Perhaps near Fifty Years ago,
Some might have lik'd the Motion.

No Heart like mine did ever burn,
I'm rich too, I'le assure you;
And I must tell you in return,
You're uglier than a Fury.

If you, proud Youth, my Flame despise,
I'le hang me in my Garters:
Why, then make hast to win the Prize,
Among Love's foolish Martyrs.

Can you see Delia brought so low,
And make her no Requitals?
Delia may to the Devil go
For Strephon, stop my Vitals.

I'le be as Constant as a Dove,
And always we'l be Billing:
No more damn'd Stories of your Love,
Your very Breath is killing.

These Eyes for you shall learn to shine,
That twinkle in their Sockets.
I'le never in a Cellar dine,
When I may go to Lockets.

What in my Charms and Youth I want,
I'le make it up in Duty.
Prithee leave off this foolish Cant,
I'le stoop to nought but Beauty.

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Item Code: MPTBD3

First line: Relieve the fair Belinda said

Source: The Beau Defeated, or The Lucky Younger Brother (1700), song not printed in play.

First Performed: mid-March 1700 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1192:3

Author: Mary Pix

Composer: John Eccles ( nwc)

Performer/s: Mrs. Willis

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie. Song appeared as a broadside (UMI(2) 2254:17)

Text of song:

A Song in the Lucky Younger Brother Or the Beau Defeated Set by Mr John Eccles, Sung by Mrs. Willis, and exactly engrav'd by Tho: Cross.

Releive, the fair Belinda said,
Relieve ye Gods a Lovers Pain;
Relieve a poor unhappy Maid,
By faithless Vows to Love betray'd;
Yet not, yet not belov'd again.
Ah! if to Love, it be a Pain:
What is't to be not Lov'd again?
Till fifteen Parents we obey;
Then Lovers Sigh and Moan,
And leave us not, 'till they convey,
With am'rous Sighs our Hearts away:
So that there ne'er our own.
How wretched are we Women grown
Our Hearts and Wills are ne'er our own.

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Item Code: MPTCOM1

First line: Blessed are they who heaven obey

Source Edition: The Czar of Muscovy (1701), 1.1., p.1.

First Performed: March? 1701--pub. 15 April (L.S.)

CT(1) reel no.: 11358:20

Author: Mary Pix

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

Text of song:

Scene draws and discovers Demetrius and Marina <...> the Preist sings the following Song, set to Solemn Musick.

(1)

Blessed are they, who Heaven Obey,
Who Scourges vitious Loves,
But lawful Flames approves;
Such Flames as here we Seal this Day.

(2)

May Heaven their Guardian ever be,
Domestick Jarrs remove,
Their Strife be only Love,
And Children's Children live to see.

At the end of the Song all bow to Demetrius and Marina.

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Item Code: MPTDD1

First line: When will Stella kind and tendre

Source Edition: The Deceiver Deceived (1697), 4.1, p.27, lyrics appearing in front matter, sig.a3v.

First performed: Late November or early December 1697 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 506:3 (1698)

Author: Mary Pix

Composer: Set by John Eccles but music not located

Lyrics: Thomas D'Urfey

Performer/s: Mr. Bowman and Mrs. Bracegirdle

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.380, n.3822. Lyrics only appear in Songs Compleat, Pleasant and Divertive, Volume Two (1719), pp.126-7.

Text of song:

Bond. Your Ladiship's alwaies my Friend, I thank you. Come, why don't this Dancing go on? if your Heels wou'd wag, 'tis to be hoped you would be tir'd and ha' done once.

SONGS, and a DANCE by Lucinda and a French Beau.

Ins. (to Lucinda) Heavens, Madam! I have seen nothing so ravishly fine, nothing like it, by the Muses; since I left Versailles, 'twou'd be impertinence to the highest degree to ask if your Ladiship was not bred in France.

<From front matter, sig.a3v>.

A Dialogue in the fourth Act, between Mr. Bowman and Mrs. Bracegirdle: The words by Mr. Durfey and set by Mr. Eccles.

He. When will Stella kind and tendre
Recompense Fidele amour,
You min heart have made me rendre,
If yours come not in retour
Blank despair I can't defendre
No, no, no, I can't defendre
Grief must kill tout les jours
She. How can Damon love another
Who believes himself so fine,
He may talk and keep a pother.
But to change can ne'er incline
So much Charm must slight all other
Ay, ay, ay, must slight all other,
He believes himself so fine.
He. Then adieu false Esperanza,
Tout le plasire de beau jours
Stella's heart keeps at a distance,
And disdains le cher effort,
She mon Ame will ne'er advance,
No, no, no, will ne'er advance
Cruel death then prend mon cor.
She. You a Beau and talk of dying
'Tis a Cheat I'll ne'er believe,
You've such life in self enjoying
Death's a word you can't forgive
Go, improve deceit and lying
Ay, ay, ay, but name not dying,
That's a Cheat I'll ne'er believe.

CHORUS

He. When will you prove me to know
The truth of a passionate Beau.
She. How shall I prove you to know
The truth of a flashy Town-Beau.
He. By the groans and the tears of the wretch.
She. By his Paint, and his Powder and Patch.
He. By his Mouth, and his very good Teeth.
She. By his Sighs, and his very bad Breath.
He. By his Eyes, and the air of his Face.
She. When he ogles and looks like an Ass.
He. Morbleu ma cher each part my truth will show.
She. Mon fou, mon fou I never can think so.
He. Morbleau, &c.
She. Mon fou, &c.

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Item Code: MPTDD2

First line: Why do I sigh and tremble so

Source Edition: The Deceiver Deceived (1698), 4.1, p.27 (? see note below).

First performed: Late November or early December 1697 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 506:3 (1698)

Author: Mary Pix

Composer: Set by John Eccles, but music not located

Lyrics: Peter Anthony Motteux

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

Text of song:

A Dialogue in the fifth Act, between a Boy and a Girl, and an Old Man. Written by Mr. Motteux; set to the Musick by Mr. J. Eccles.

Enter Girl.

<I.>

Why do I sigh and tremble so?
Why does my Colour come and go,
When here young Strephon is?
Is this to Love? how shall I know?
When he wou'd kiss me, I say, No, no, no, no, no.
But yet I let him kiss.

II.

I wish the pretty youth to see,
And yet I fear near him to be;
He pains yet pleases so.
Shall I refuse, or else deny?
I fear I hardly shall say, Fie, fie, fie, fie, fie.
Were none but he to know.

Enter Boy.

Boy. Oh! how d'ye do, Miss? I hope I don't scare you.
Methinks I've no Pleasure, but when I am near you.
I don't know what ails me, but when you appear,
I feel something so pretty that tickles me here.
Girl. Oh! Dear! so do I: Well, I'm glad you are come;
Yet I start, and I blush, when you enter the Room,
Just like our Maid, when she meets with your Groom.
Boy. Let's do as they do; seem shy, and I'll kiss.
Girl. Oh! Law! what would Mother say should I do this!
Boy. Hush, Fool! you must, like her, say nothing, yet kiss.
Girl. Nay, don't you, be quiet! Grand-Father is by.
Don't, let me alone---see! My head's all awry.
Boy. I'll buss you.
Girl. I'll scratch you.
Boy. I care not a pin.
Girl. Nay, now the Folks see you.
Boy. Then let us go in.
Both. Then let us go in. Enter Old Man.
Old Man. Why, Sirrah! why H'us'wife! how dare you do this?
I'll get a good Rod, I'll teach you to kiss.
Boy. Is there any harm in't
Girl. Oh, pray do not Scold.
Boy. We're not so much too Young as you be too Old:
Old Man. Stay till you be Married.
Boy. Pray Marry us then.
Girl. They say when we're Married we're Women and Men.
Old Man. 'Tis time you should wed, if already you long.
We're quickly too old, but we're never too young.

All Three.

'Tis Time you should Wed, if already you long;
We're quickly too Old, but we're never too Young.

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Item Code: MPTFF1

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: The False Friend, or The Fate of Disobedience (1699), 3.1, p.33.

First Performed: May or June 1699 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 506:4

Author: Mary Pix

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

Text of song:

Scene Draws.

Discovers Brisac, and Adellaida, sitting on a Couch

A SONG.

After the SONG.

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Item Code: MPTIM1

First line: Never let her be your wife

Source Edition: The Innocent Mistress (1697), 2.1, p.10.

First performed: Late June 1697 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 506:6

Author: Mary Pix

Lyrics: Familiar catch? (also appears in Motteux's Love's a Jest--PMLAJ9 ).

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

Text of song:

Mrs. Flyw. Well, well, be sure you do it handsomly.

(Sings.

Never, never let her be your Wife.

<speaks> That was loud that he might think me merry; speak hussy.

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Item Code: MPTIM2

First line: Oh give your Sweet temptations o'er

Source Edition: The Innocent Mistress (1697), 2.1, p.14.

First performed: Late June 1697 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 506:6

Author: Mary Pix

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

Text of song:

Peg. Be quiet, let me alone, Mr. Spendall.

Spend. (singing) Oh, give your Sweet Temptations o'er,
I'll taste those dangerous Lips no more.

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

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Item Code: MPTIM3

First line: At dead of night when wrap'd in sleep

Source Edition: The Innocent Mistress (1697), 2.1, p.14.

First performed: Late June 1697 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 506:6

Author: Mary Pix

Lyrics: Mr. ---

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

Text of song:

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

La. Beauc. You're a strange man,---but come---sing us a Song of your own---Husband says you can make Varses.

Peg. But let it be as like that as you can, for methinks that is very pretty.

Spend. (aside) Does the Fool think I shall make it ex tempore?---however, I have one pretty near it, as it happens. I'll rather expose my self, than not endeavour to divert you, Madam.

[Sings, whilst the Mother and Daughter imitate his Gestures.

A SONG by Mr. ---,

At dead of Night, when wrap'd in Sleep
The Peacefull Cottage lay,
Pastora left her folded Sheep,
Her Garland, Crook, and needless Scrip,
Love led the Nymph astray.

Loose and Undrest she takes her flight
To a near Myrtle-shade:
The conscious Moon gave splendid light,
To Bless the Ravisht Lover's sight,
And gain the Loving Maid.

His eager Arms the Nymph Embrace,
And, to asswage the Pain,
His restless Passion he obeys:
At such an hour, in such a place,
What Lover cou'd contain?

In vain she call'd the conscious Moon,
The Moon no succour gave;
The cruel Stars, unmov'd, look'd on,
And seem'd to wink at what was done,
Nor wou'd her humour save.

Vanquish'd at last by powerful Love,
The Nymph expiring lay;
No more she sigh'd, no more she strove,
Since no kind Stars were found above,
She blush'd, and dy'd away.

Yet Blest the Grove, her happy Flight,
And Youth that did betray
And panting, dying with Delight,
She Blest the kind transporting Night,
And Curst approaching Day.

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Item Code: MPTIM4

First line: When I languish'd and wish'd you wou'd something bestow

Source Edition: The Innocent Mistress (1697), 3.[2], pp.21-2.

First performed: Late June 1697 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 506:6

Author: Mary Pix

Composer: John Eccles ( nwc)

Lyrics: Mrs. P--- (Mary Pix?)

Performer/s: Mrs. Hodgson

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.376, n.3749 [Music] Wit and Mirth...Second Edition, Volume Three (1707), pp.294-5 (CT(1) 8822:03) et al.

Text of song:

Mrs. Beau. I did not design by railing to beg a Compliment; Sir Charles, where's the Musick?

A Song by Mrs. P---, Sung by Mr. Hodgson.

When I languish'd, and wish'd you wou'd something bestow,
You bad me to give it a Name;
But, by Heaven, I know it as little as you,
Tho' my Ignorance passes for Shame:
You take for Devotion each passionate Glance,
And think the dull Fool is sincere,
But never believe that I speak in Romance
On purpose to tickle your Ear.
To please me then more, think still I am true,
And hug each Apocryphal Text:
Tho' I practice a thousand false Doctrines on you,
I shall still have enough for the next.

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

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Item Code: MPTIM5

First line: How long must I the hours employ

Source Edition: The Innocent Mistress (1697), 3.[2], p.22.

First performed: Late June 1697 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 506:6

Author: Mary Pix

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

Lyrics: Peter Anthony Motteux

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

Text of song:

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

A Dialogue, between two Platonic Lovers: The Words by Mr. Motteux, and set by Mr. Eccles.

He. How long must I the hours employ
To see, be lov'd, yet ne'er enjoy?
Tho' to curb loose desires I try,
Sure I may wish at least to die?
Dye then, Poor Strephon, wretched Swain;
Nor only live to love in vain,

She. Live, hopeless Lover, while I grieve
Much for thy Fate, but more for mine;
For mine, my Dear, Condemn'd to live,
To Love, be Lov'd, yet ne're be thine.

He. Oh, See me, Love me, Grieve me still,
Till Love's excess, or Sorrow's kill,
'Tis not my self I Love, but thee,
Then I must dye to set thee free.

She. No, Live and Love, tho' hope is dead;
For 'tis a Virtue so to Love:
The Gold's refin'd, the Dross is fled,
The Martyrs thus in Flames improve.

Both. Then let us Love on, and never Complain,
But Fan the kind Fire, and Bless the dear Pain.
For why to Despair shou'd true Lovers be driven?
Since Love has his Martyrs, he must have his Heaven.

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Item Code: MPTSW1

First line: Give but a woman her freedom still

Source Edition: The Spanish Wives (1696), 1.1, p.2.

First performed: Late August 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 396:7

Author: Mary Pix

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

Text of song:

Gov. You'll never take my Advice.

Sings.]

---Give but a Woman her Freedom still,
Then she'll never act what's ill:
'Tis crossing her, makes her have the Will.

---<speaks> Though! I have been in England---
There they are the happiest Husbands <...>

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Item Code: MPTSW2

First line: He that has a handsome buxom wife

Source Edition: The Spanish Wives (1696), 1.1, pp.3-4.

First performed: Late August 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 396:7

Author: Mary Pix

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

Text of song:

Gov. <...> Heark ye, Tittup, did you hear any Serenading last night?

Lady. Yes, Deary; 'twas the English Collonel to me;--- You are not angry, Deary.

Gov. Not I.

Sings.

He that has a handsom buxom Wife,
Must surely be always pleased;
Blest with a pleasant quiet life,
And never, never teased.

<speaks> But heark ye, Tittup <...>

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Item Code: MPTSW3

First line: Alas when charming Sylvia's gone

Source Edition: The Spanish Wives (1696), 1.1, pp.7-8.

First performed: Late August 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 396:7

Author: Mary Pix

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

Text of song:

A SONG.

I.

Alas! when Charming Sylvia's gone,
I sigh, and think my self undone:
But when the lovely Nymph is here,
I'm pleas'd, yet grieve and hope, yet fear
Thoughtless of all but her I rove;
Ah! tell me, is not this to love?

II.

Ah me! what Power can move me so?
I dye with Grief when she must go;
But I revive at her return;
I smile, I freeze, I pant, I burn:
Transports so sweet, so strong, so new,
Say, Can they be to Friendship due?

III.

Ah! no, 'tis Love, 'tis now too plain,
I feel, I feel the pleasing Pain:
For, who e'er saw bright Sylvia's Eyes,
But wish'd, and long'd, and was her Prize?
Gods! if the Truest must be blest,
Oh! let her be by me possest.

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Item Code: MPTSW4

First line: If an old man has a beauteous treasure

Source Edition: The Spanish Wives (1696), 1.1, pp.8-9.

First performed: Late August 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 396:7

Author: Mary Pix

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

Text of song:

Gov. Come, now let's sit down, and see the rest perform--- Let me have some lively Songs <...>

(Sings)

If an old man has a beauteous Treasure,
Let her sing, and dance, and laugh without measure,
And then she'l think of no other Pleasure.

Col. Your own, Sir?

Gov. Ay, ay Boy; I have a Thousand of 'em
In a day, ex tempore.

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

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Item Code: MPTSW5

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: The Spanish Wives (1696), 1.1, p.9.

First performed: Late August 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 396:7

Author: Mary Pix

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

Text of song:

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

Gov. Come, now I ha' done, do you strike up.---

(Songs and Dances.)

The Musick ended, enter a Servant.

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Item Code: MPTSW6

First line: Merrily let's pass our time

Source Edition: The Spanish Wives (1696), 1.1, p.11.

First performed: Late August 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 396:7

Author: Mary Pix

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

Text of song:

Gov. But I'll set 'em an Example, if Tittup holds her Ground. ---Come along---

(Sings.)

Merrily, merrily let's pass our Time,
In Freedom, Joy and Plenty:
At Sixty appear but in our Prime,
Whilst the Thinking Sot is old at Twenty.

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Item Code: MPTSW7

First line: Be gone thou hag despair [Back to thy native hell]

Source Edition: The Spanish Wives (1696), 2.1, pp.12-3.

First performed: Late August 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 396:7

Author: Mary Pix

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

Text of song:

Elen. Orada, get me the Song I love, the succeeding tedious;
Imprison'd Wretches thus count the succeeding Hours,
And groan the melancholly Time away.

A SONG.

Be gone, be gone, thou Hagg despair;
Be gone, back to thy Native Hell:
Leave the Bosom of the Fair,
Where only Joy shou'd dwell.
Or else, with Misers, willing Revels keep;
And stretch thy wretched Lids from Sleep.
But hence be gone, and in thy hated room
Let Hope, with all its gentle Blessings, come.

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Item Code: MPTSW8

First line: Let her have her will

Source Edition: The Spanish Wives (1696), 2.1, p.16.

First performed: Late August 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 396:7

Author: Mary Pix

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

Text of song:

Marq. <...> Here comes the Governor, singing, I warrant ye,---poor Credulous Fool, ---I cannot but laugh---ha, ha, he!

(Enter the Governor singing:

Let her have her will, &c.

---Hey da! I am glad to find you so merry. 'Tis as great a wonder to see you laugh, as 'twou'd be to see me cry--- And that I han't done these Fifty Years, old Boy.

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Item Code: MPTSW9

First line: Tormented still's the jealous fool

Source Edition: The Spanish Wives (1696), 2.1, p.17.

First performed: Late August 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 396:7

Author: Mary Pix

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

Text of song:

Gov. With all my Heart---come, come:

[Sings.

Tormented still's the Jealous Fool,
Himself, nor Bosom Wife can never rest:
Yet he often proves the Woman's Tool,
Whilst the Contented Man is ever blest.

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Item Code: MPTSW10

First line: Fairest nymph that ever bless'd our shore

Source Edition: The Spanish Wives (1696), 2.1, pp.19-20.

First performed: Late August 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 396:7

Author: Mary Pix

Performer/s: Mr. Leveridge and Mrs. Cross

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

Text of song:

Col. ---I am your Lordship's humble Servant,---I have just had some Musick to complement me,---I am a great Lover of it,---if your Lordship is so, we'l have the Entertainment there.

Cam. Nothing can oblige me more.---Some Chairs there!

[A Dialogue-Song and Dances: at the time of the Dances Camillus and Peregrine seem in Discourse <...>

A SONG.

Betwixt Mr. Leveridge a Spaniard, and Mrs. Cross an English Lady.

He. Fairest Nymph that ever bless'd our Shore,
Let me those charming Eyes adore,
And fly no more, and fly no more.
She. Spaniard, thy Suit is all in vain;
I was born where Women reign,
And cannot brook the Laws of Spain.
He. For thee my Native Customs I'll forgo,
Cut my black Locks, and turn a Beau.
She. E're I submit to be your Wife,
Listen to an English Husband's life;
With Sparks abroad I'm every day,
Gracing the Gardens, Park, or Play,
Hearing all the pretty things they say;
Give and take Presents, and when that's done,
You thank the Beaux when I come home.
He. Oh! I now my Temper fear.
She. Oh! sigh not yet; there's more to hear:
At my Levy crowding Adorers stand,
Fix'd on my Eyes, and grasping my white Hand;
All their Courts and Oglings bent on me,
Not one regardful Look towards thee:
At this thou must be pleas'd, or else not see.
He. Then we must part, and I must die.
She. If thou art such a Fool, what care I?
He. I cannot share thee, so I am undone.
She. A wiser will supply thy Room.
Chorus. Then we must part, &c.
If thou art such a Fool, &c.
I cannot share thee, &c.
A wiser will supply, &c.

Col. (To the Singers and Dancers) ---So, well perform'd;---return to my Apartments, I'll be with ye presently.

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Item Code: MPTSW11

First line: I'll rouse ye and mouse ye and touse ye as long as I can

Source Edition: The Spanish Wives (1696), 2.1, p.26.

First performed: Late August 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 396:7

Author: Mary Pix

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

Text of song:

Gov. What, moody, Tittup!

(Sings)

I'll rouse ye, and mouse ye, and touse ye as long as I can,
Till squeaking I make ye confess:
There's Heat in a vigorous Old Man,
When he loves to excess, when he loves to excess.

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Item Code: MPTSW12

First line: Look up a woman or let her alone

Source Edition: The Spanish Wives (1696), 3.1, p.31.

First performed: Late August 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 396:7

Author: Mary Pix

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

Text of song:

Gov. I'll try if I can sing after this News.

(Sings)

Look up a Woman, or let her alone;
Keep her in private, or let her be known:
'Tis all one, 'tis e'en all one.

---A scurvy Tune, as I hope to be a Grandee.--- Nay, if my Voice is broke, my Heart will quickly follow: ---Diego!

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Item Code: MPTSW13

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: The Spanish Wives (1696), 3.1, p.44.

First performed: Late August 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 396:7

Author: Mary Pix

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

Text of song:

Hidewell, getting up. Farewel, sweet Signior! for, by this time, your Lady's in safe Hands.

[Exit hastily singing.

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Item Code: MPTSW14

First line: If with horns my kindness thou dost repay

Source Edition: The Spanish Wives (1696), 3.1, p.46.

First performed: Late August 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 396:7

Author: Mary Pix

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

Text of song:

Gov. A new way, Tittup! to go into a man's Company, to forbid him your sight! Come---thou sha't along! and---

Sings.

If with Horns my Kindness thou dost repay,
I'll Punish thee some unknown, uncommon way,
Nor hear whate're thy Charming Tongue can say.

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Item Code: MPTSW15

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: The Spanish Wives (1696), 3.1, p.48.

First performed: Late August 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 396:7

Author: Mary Pix

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

Text of song:

Col. What say ye now to Musick and Dancing? Hidewell longs.

Cam. With all my Soul, this is a Jubilee, which I'll keep whilst I've life.

Elen. But are we secure?

Gov. Fear not, Madam; my Guards surround the House,---and am not I here?

(They all sit.

Songs and Dances: Them over, the Company comes forward.

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Item Code: MWTMB1

First line: Phillida was a fair maid

Source Edition: The Marriage-Broaker, or The Pander (1637-40?), 4.[4], pp.66-7.

First performed: unacted? (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: Not filmed--edition of 'Gratiae Theatrales', 1662 (1309:4) provides only the first of the three recorded plays.

Author: M.W.

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

Text of song:

Crab. I'le sing no song but this. Phillida flouts me:
Yet now I think on't, summer last, when first
I saw you. I compil'd this sugred sonnet

He Sings.

Phillida was a fair maid,
As fresh as any flower;
Whom Harpalus the Heardsman pray'd
Might be his Paramour.

Phil sings

Phil. But Philliday was all to coy
For Harpalus to win,
For Corin was her onely joy.

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Item Code: MWTMB2

First line: Come come away to the temple I say

Source Edition: The Marriage-Broaker, or The Pander (1637-40?), 4.[4], p.67.

First performed: unacted? (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: Not filmed--edition of 'Gratiae Theatrales', 1662 (1309:4) provides only the first of the three recorded plays.

Author: M.W.

Composer: John Hilton ( nwc)

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie (p.197, n.605)[Music and Lyrics] A Musicall Banquet (1651), III.10 et al.

Text of song:

Ent. Dove singing.

Dove sings.

Come, come away, to the Temple I say,
And celebrate this Wedding day.
<spoken> Your sister, master, and your brother, mistress
This day are to be married, and expect
Your company to grace the Nuptials.

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Item Code: NBTR1

First line: How long must women wish in vain

Source Edition: The Rape, or The Innocent Imposters (1692), 2.3, p.17.

First performed: February 1692 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 759:16

Author: Nicholas Brady

Composer: Robert King ( nwc)

Lyrics: Thomas Shadwell

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.245, n.1435 [Music] Comes Amoris...Fourth Book (1693), p.9 (UMI(2) 136:6) et alia.

Text of song:

Eur. <...> Merinda, sing the Song I so well lov'd,
Since Agilmond grew false.--------

SONG.

How long must Women wish in vain
A constant Love to find?
No Art can fickle Man retain,
Or fix a roving Mind.
Yet fondly we our selves deceive,
And empty Hopes pursue;
Though false to others, we believe
They will to us prove true.

But oh! the Torment! to discern
A Perjur'd Lover gone;
And yet by sad experience learn
That we must still love on!
How strangely are we fool'd by Fate,
Who tread the Maze of Love!
When most desirous to retreat,
We know not how to move.

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Item Code: NBTR2

First line: Beneath a gloomy cypress grove

Source Edition: The Rape, or The Innocent Imposters (1692), 3.4, p.29.

First performed: February 1692 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 759:16

Author: Nicholas Brady

Composer: Thomas Farmer ( nwc)

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie, but is based closely upon Thomas Farmer's "Beneath the stately Cedar's shade" (p.183, n.362).

Text of song:

Eurione is discover'd lying on a Couch, her hair dishevel'd (as before) Merinda weeping by her.

SONG to a Lute and Flutes.

I.

Beneath a gloomy Cypress Grove,
Within a dismal unfrequented Cave,
Sad, as the Mansions of despairing Love,
And dark and silent as the Grave,
The Ravish'd Philomela weeping lies,
Chief Mourner at her Honour's Obsequies.

II.

A living Herse she's stretch'd along,
Grief does her active Faculties benumb;
Had not the Lustful Slave torn out her Tongue,
Her mighty Wrongs had struck her dumb:
Yet thus her silent Wishes mount the Skie,
"Give me Revenge, ye Powers, or let me die.
<Eur.> Musick to me! alas! 'tis lost upon me
As soon it might divert a dying Wretch
That's stretch'd upon the Engine of his Torture.

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Item Code: NLCB1

First line: Blush not redder than the morning

Source Edition: Caesar Borgia, or The Son of Pope Alexander the Sixth (1679), 4.1, p.41.

First performed: May 1679 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 462:8 (1680)

Author: Nathaniel Lee

Composer: Thomas Farmer ( nwc)

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.184, n.386 [Music] Playford, John, Choice Ayres and Songs...Third Book (1681), pp.10-1 (UMI(2) 286:13) and others.

Text of song:

Soft Musick, with an Epithalamium to Borgia and Bellamira:

1

Blush not redder than the Morning,
Though the Virgins gave you warning;
Sigh not at the chance befel ye,
Though they smile, and dare not tell ye.

2

Maids, like Turtles, love the Cooing,
Bill and murmur in their Wooing.
Thus like you, they start and tremble,
And their troubl'd joys dissemble.

3

Grasp the pleasure while 'tis coming,
Though your Beauties now are blooming;
Time at last your joys will sever,
And they'l part, they'll part for ever.

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Item Code: NLCTG1

First line: Awake O Constantine awake

Source Edition: Constantine the Great (1683), 1.1, p.1.

First performed: 12 November 1683 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 462:9

Author: Nathaniel Lee

Composer: Thomas Farmer ( nwc)

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.179, n.284 [Music] Playford, Henry, The Theater of Music...First Book (1685), p.14 (UMI(2) 363:13) et al.

Text of song:

Sing.

1. Ang. Awake: O Constantine! awake;
Or in thy sleep the Prospect take!
Here in this hallow'd streaming Gold,
The Prospect of thy Life behold:
This Emblem of a bleeding Love,
Shall both thy Cross and Triumph prove.
For, alass! 'tis decreed by the Heavenly Doom,
To purge thy past Crimes, there's a Torment to come.
2. Ang. Yet, after the Storm, believe in me,
No more disturb'd thy thoughts shall be,
But all Serene as a breathless Sea.
Chor. And still thy Handmaid Victory,
Where er'e thou go'st, shall wait on thee;
And all shall end in Harmony.

3. Ang. speaks. Awake, and ponder the Celestial Song <...>

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Item Code: NLG1

First line: Let business no longer usurp your high mind

Source Edition: Gloriana, or The Court of Augustus Caesar (1676), 1.1, p.1.

First performed: 29 January 1676

UMI(2) reel no.: 870:3

Author: Nathaniel Lee

Composer: Nicholas Staggins ( nwc)

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.274, n.1960 [Music] Playford, John, Choice Ayres and Songs...Fifth Book (1684), p.42 (UMI(2) 286:15) and others.

Text of song:

Song.

<1.>

Let Business no longer usurp your High mind,
But to Dalliance give way, and to Pleasure be kind;
Let Business to morrow, to morrow imploy,
But to day the short Blessing let's closely enjoy:
Let's frolick below, till they hear us above;
To Caesar we'l sing, to Caesar and Jove.

2.

From Business we'l ramble, like Bridegrooms unbrac'd,
And surfeit on Pleasure, which others but tast:
We'l laugh till we weep on the breasts of the Fair,
And the Tears that we shed, shall the Trespass repair.
We'l vow that below we but Act those above,
Who never repent, yet are always in Love.

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Item Code: NLG2

First line: Ah <O> the charms of a beauty disdainful and fair

Source Edition: Gloriana, or The Court of Augustus Caesar (1676), 3.2, p.24.

First performed: 29 January 1676

UMI(2) reel no.: 870:3

Author: Nathaniel Lee

Composer: Unrecorded--probably Nicholas Staggins ( nwc)

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.307, n.2536 [Music] Playford, John, Choice Ayres and Songs...Second Book (1679), p.26 (UMI(2) 286:12).

Text of song:

SONG.

1.

Ah the charms of a Beauty disdainfull and fair,
How she blasts all my joys when she bids me despair:
Forgetting my State, when I sigh and lye down,
And cast at her feet both Scepter and Crown,
She passes regardless, and says a young Swain,
Before an old Monarch, her love should obtain.

2.

Remember, Fair Nymph, my Grandfather Jove,
That rev'rend old God always made the best Love:
So fiercely he mov'd with a manner Divine,
That he melted his way, or blew up the Mine.
Your scorn of my age therefore cease to pursue,
And think what a loving old Caesar can do.

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Item Code: NLG3

First line: How severe is fate to break a heart

Source Edition: Gloriana, or The Court of Augustus Caesar (1676), 5.1, p.52.

First performed: 29 January 1676

UMI(2) reel no.: 870:3

Author: Nathaniel Lee

Composer: Nicholas Staggins ( nwc)

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.246, n.1454 [Music] Playford, John, Choice Ayres and Songs...Second Book (1679), p.47 (UMI(2) 286:12).

Text of song:

SONG

How severe is fate to break a heart
That never went a roving;
To torture it with endless smart,
For too much constant loving:
I bleed, I bleed, I melt away,
I wash my watry Pillow;
I walk the Woods alone all day,
And wrap me round in Willow.

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Item Code: NLM1

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: Mithridates, King of Pontus (1678), 1.1, p.1.

First performed: February 1678 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 387:21

Author: Nathaniel Lee

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

Text of song:

A noise of Musick and tuning Voices is heard.

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Item Code: NLM2

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: Mithridates, King of Pontus (1678), 3.2, p.37.

First performed: February 1678 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 387:21

Author: Nathaniel Lee

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

Text of song:

The Scene being drawn, represents Ziphares's Triumph, which is a Street full of Pageants, crouded with People, who from the Windows fling down Garlands: other's dance before him, while the Priests sing, Ziphares resting under a Canopy of State.

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Item Code: NLM3

First line: One night when [while] all the village slept

Source Edition: Mithridates, King of Pontus (1678), 4.1, pp.55-6.

First performed: February 1678 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 387:21

Author: Nathaniel Lee

Composer: Louis Grabu ( nwc)

Lyrics: Sir C<h>ar<les> Scroop

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.313, n.2633 [Music] Playford, John, Choice Ayres and Songs...Third Book (1681), p.1 (UMI(2) 286:13).

Text of song:

Ziph. <...> Prithee, Ismenes, while I lay me here,
Charm me with some sad Song into a slumber.

SONG; by Sir Car Scroop.

1.

One night, when all the Village slept,
Myrtillo's sad despair,
The wand'ring Shepherd waking kept,
To tell the Woods his care.
Be gone, said he, fond thought, be gone;
Eyes, give your sorrows o're:
Why shou'd you waste your tears for one
That thinks on you no more?

2.

Yet all the Birds, the Flocks, and Pow'rs,
That dwell within this Grove,
Can tell how many tender hours
We here have pass'd in Love.
Yon' Stars above (my cruel Foes)
Have heard how she has sworn
A thousand times, that like to those,
Her Flame shou'd ever burn.

3.

But, since she's lost, Oh! let me have
My wish, and quickly dye:
In this cold Bank I'll make a Grave,
And there for ever lye.
Sad Nightingales the Watch shall keep,
And kindly here complain:
Then down the Shepherd lay to sleep,
But never wak'd again.

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Item Code: NLN1

First line: Weep weep you muses drain the springs

Source Edition: The Tragedy of Nero, Emperour of Rome (1674), 3.1, pp.20-1.

First performed: 16 May 1674

UMI(2) reel no.: 462:15 (1675)

Author: Nathaniel Lee

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

Text of song:

Brit. What is this Earth to me? why do I stay,
Since thou, my Joy, my dear Octavia,
Art ravish'd hence? To Parthia I will,
And in thy presence, fair Cyara, dye:
My only comforts on thy truth depend;
If thou art chang'd, my grief shall have an end.
Go Sing the Song without.

Song.

Weep, weep, you Muses, drain the Springs,
Such Notes go warble to the strings,
Such Dirges as the Ravens sound
When Ghosts run trembling through the ground:
The fairest of her Sex is dead,
Her tender limbs are wrap'd in lead;
Her eyes, stars envy, the Earth' pride,
The broad black hand of Death does hide;
In Death's dark chamber, now she lyes,
Pale as the Snow, and cold as Ice.

Chorus. The grave, the lovly grave will bring us ease,
There we shall sweetly sleep in downy peace;
There no distractions, nor jealousies ce,
But all from inord'nate passions are free:
The cold Tomb is free from hot love and desire;
It has ashes good store, but admits of no fire:
There men do never groan, nor women cry,
But all things, hush'd, in solemn silence lie.

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Item Code: NLN2

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: The Tragedy of Nero, Emperour of Rome (1674), 3.[2], p.27.

First performed: 16 May 1674

UMI(2) reel no.: 462:15 (1675)

Author: Nathaniel Lee

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

Text of song:

The Scene changes. After a Song, the Emperour comes in Royally attended, bowing to Poppea &c. Petronius.

<NOTE: In the Malone edition the words "After a Song" have been crossed out>.

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Item Code: NLS1

First line: Beneath the poplar's shadow lay me

Source Edition: Sophonisba, or Hannibal's Overthrow (1675), 4.1, pp.41-2.

First performed: 30 April 1675

UMI(2) reel no.: 462:14 (1676)

Author: Nathaniel Lee

Composer: Henry Purcell ( nwc)

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.183, n.358 [Music] Purcell, Henry, Orpheus Britannicus...Second Book (1702), pp.47-8 (CT(1) 5662:10) and others.

Text of song:

Enter Cumana scratching her face, stabbing a Dagger into her Armes: Spirits following her.

Sings.

Beneath the Poplar's shaddow lay me,
No raging fires will there dismay me.
Near some silver current lying,
Under sleepy Poppies dying.
I swell, and am bigger then Typhon e're was,
With a strong band of Brass, O bind me about;
Least my bosome should burst for the secret to pass:
And a vent being given the fury get out.
I cannot, I will not be vext any longer,
While I rage I grow weak, and the Goddess grows stronger.

<NOTE: There is a short oracular speech which separates this from the next song>.

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Item Code: NLS2

First line: Hark hark the drums rattle

Source Edition: Sophonisba, or Hannibal's Overthrow (1675), 4.1, p.42.

First performed: 30 April 1675

UMI(2) reel no.: 462:14 (1676)

Author: Nathaniel Lee

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

Text of song:

<NOTE: A short oracular speech that separates this from the previous song>.

Sings.

Hark, hark, the Drums rattle,
Dub a dub to the Battle.
Tararara, Tararara the Trumpets too tattle,
Now, now they come on, and pell mell they mingle.
What rusling and busling:
And splinters of lances with broken Arms jingle.
Gold trappings, bright Bevers, Swords, Bucklers and Daggers,
The stout man flies on, and the faint hearted staggers.
See the saddle girts burst,
And the Generall's unhorst.
But he rallies again,
And brings up his men.
Spight of fortune and fate:
And the Gods that oppose;
He hacks and he hews:
Through the hearts of his foes.

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Item Code: NLT1

First line: Prepare the rites begin

Source Edition: Theodosius: or, The Force of Love (1680), 1.1, p.1.

First performed: September (or earlier) 1680 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 639:3

Author: Nathaniel Lee

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.319, n.2744, but only in reference to the lyrics appearing in the first quarto edition.

Text of song:

A Stately Temple...Instruments are heard...

A Chorus heard at distance.

Prepare, prepare! the Rites begin,
Let none unhallow'd enter in,
The Temple with new Glory shines,
Adorn the Altars, wash the Shrines,
And purge the place from Sin.

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Item Code: NLT2

First line: Canst thou Marina leave the world

Source Edition: Theodosius: or, The Force of Love (1680), 1.1, pp.9-10.

First performed: September (or earlier) 1680 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 639:3

Author: Nathaniel Lee

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.190, n.476, but only referring to the lyrics appearing in the first quarto edition.

Text of song:

Atticus Sings.

Attic. Canst thou, Marina, leave the World,
The World that is Devotion's bane;
Where Crowns are tost, and Scepters hurld,
Where Lust and proud Ambition Reign?

2 Priest. Can you your costly Robes forbear,
To live with us in poor Attire?
Can you from Courts to Cells repair,
To sing at midnight in our Quire?

3 Priest. Can you forget your golden Beds,
Where you might sleep beyond the morn,
On Mats to lay your Royal Heads,
And have your beauteous Tresses shorn?

Attic. Can you resolve to fast all Day,
And weep and groan to be forgiv'n?
Can you in broken slumbers pray,
And by affliction merit Heav'n?

Chor. Say, Votaries, can this be done,
While we the Grace Divine implore,
The World has lost, the Battel's won;
And sin shall never charm ye more?

Marina Sings. The gate to Bliss does open stand,
And all my penance is in view,
The World upon the other hand
Crys out, O do not bid adieu!

Yet, Sacred Sirs, in these extreams,
Where Pomp and Pride their Glories tell;
Where Youth and Beauty are the Themes,
And plead their moving Cause so well.

If ought that's vain my thoughts possess,
Or any Passions govern here,
But what Divinity may bless;
O may I never enter there!

Flavilla Sings. What! what can Pomp or Glory do;
Or what can humane Charms perswade,
That Mind that has a Heav'n in view,
How can it be by Earth betray'd!

No Monarch full of Youth and Fame,
The Joy of Eyes, and Natures Pride.
Should once my thoughts from Heav'n Reclaim!
Though now be woo'd me for his Bride.

Haste then, Oh haste! and take us in,
For ever lock Religion's Door,
Secure us from the Charms of sin,
And let us see the World no more.

Attic. Sings. Hark! hark! behold the Heavenly Choir,
They cleave the Air in bright Attire,
And see his Lute each Angel brings,
And hark Divinely thus he Sings!
To the Pow'rs Divine, all glory be given,
By Men upon Earth, and Angels in Heaven.

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Item Code: NLT3

First line: Sad as death at dead of night

Source Edition: Theodosius: or, The Force of Love (1680), 2.1, unpaginated.

First performed: September (or earlier) 1680 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 639:3

Author: Nathaniel Lee

Composer: Unrecorded ( Henry Purcell) ( nwc)

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.325, n.2843 [Music] Lee, Nathaniel, Theodosius (1680), unpaginated--follows p.24, et al.

Text of song:

SONG after the Second ACT.

Sad as Death at dead of night
The fair complaining Caelia sat,
But one poor Lamp was all her light,
While thus she reason'd with her Fate;
Why should Man such Triumphs gain,
And purchace Joys that gives us pain.
Ah! what Glory can ensue,
A helpless Virgin to undo.

Curse the Night then, Curse the Hour
When first he drew thee to his arms,
When virtue was betray'd by power,
And yielded to unlawful Charms,
When Love approach'd with all his Fires
Arm'd with hopes and strong desires,
Sighs and tears, & ev'ry wile
With which the Men the Maids beguile.

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Item Code: NLT4

First line: Dream no more of pleasures past

Source Edition: Theodosius: or, The Force of Love (1680), 2.1, unpaginated.

First performed: September (or earlier) 1680 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 639:3

Author: Nathaniel Lee

Composer: Unrecorded ( Henry Purcell)( nwc)

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie (presumably they believe this to be part of NLT3, yet the heading preceding this song indicates otherwise).

Text of song:

SONG after the Second ACT.

Dream no more of Pleasures past,
Since all thy torments are to come;
The secret is made known at last,
And endless shame is now thy Doom;
The false forsworn alas is gone,
And left thee to despair alone.
Who that hears of Caelia's pain,
Will ever trust a Man again.

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Item Code: NLT5

First line: O Chrysostom look down and see

Source Edition: Theodosius: or, The Force of Love (1680), 3.2, pp.25-6.

First performed: September (or earlier) 1680 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 639:3

Author: Nathaniel Lee

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.303, n.2456, but only referring to the lyrics appearing in the first quarto.

Text of song:

Atticus Sings.

O, Chrysostom! look down and see,
An Off'ring worthy Heav'n and thee!
So rich the Victim, bright and fair,
That she on Earth appears a Star.
Chor. Eudosia is the Virgin's Name,
And after-times shall sing her Fame.

Atticus Sings. Lead her, Votaries, lead her in,
Her holy Birth does now begin.
1 Votary. In humble Weeds, but clean Array,
Your hours shall sweetly pass away;
And, when the Rites Divine are past,
To pleasant Gardens you shall haste.
2 Votary. Where many a flowry Bed we have,
That Emblem still to each a Grave:
And when within the Stream we look,
With Tears we use to swell the Brook:
But oh, when in the liquid Glass,
Our Heav'n appears, we sigh to pass!
Chor. For Heav'n alone we are design'd,
And all things bring our Heav'n to mind.

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Item Code: NLT6

First line: Hail to the mirtle shade

Source Edition: Theodosius: or, The Force of Love (1680), 3.2, pp.34-5.

First performed: September (or earlier) 1680 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 639:3

Author: Nathaniel Lee

Composer: Unrecorded ( Henry Purcell) ( nwc)

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.232, n.1227 [Music] Lee, Nathaniel, Theodosius (1680), unpaginated et al.

Text of song:

SONG.

1.

Hail to the Mirtle Shade,
All hail to the Nymphs of the Fields;
Kings would not here invade
Those pleasures that virtue yields.
Chor. Beauty here opens her Arms,
To soften the languishing mind;
And Phillis unlocks her Charms;
Ah Phillis! ah why so kind?

2.

Phillis, thou Soul of Love,
Thou joy of the Neighb'ring Swains;
Phillis that Crowns the Grove,
And Phillis that guilds the Plains.
Chor. Phillis, that ne'er had the skill,
To paint, to patch, and be fine;
Yet Phillis whose Eyes can kill,
Whom Nature hath made Divine.

3.

Phillis, whose charming Song,
Makes labour and pains a delight;
Phillis that makes the day young,
And shortens the live-long night.
Chor. Phillis, whose lips like May,
Still laughs at the sweets that they bring;
Where Love never knows decay,
But sets with Eternal Spring.

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Item Code: NLT7

First line: Happy day ah happy day

Source Edition: Theodosius: or, The Force of Love (1680), 4.2, pp.38-9.

First performed: September (or earlier) 1680 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 639:3

Author: Nathaniel Lee

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.233, n.1236, but only referring to the lyrics appearing in the first quarto editiom.

Text of song:

Theodosius lying on a Couch, with two Boys drest like Cupids singing to him as he sleeps.

SONG.

Happy day! ah happy day,
That Caesar's Beams did first display,
So peaceful was the happy day.
The Gods themselves did all look down,
The Royal Infant's Birth to Crown,
So pleas'd, they searce did on the guilty frown.

Happy day! ah happy day!
And oh thrice happy hour,
That made such Goodness Master of such Pow'r.
For thus the Gods declare to Men,
No day like this shall ever come agen.

Enter Marcian with an Order.

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Item Code: NLT8

First line: Ah cruel bloody Fate [What canst thou no do more]

Source Edition: Theodosius: or, The Force of Love (1680), 5.1, pp.51-2.

First performed: September (or earlier) 1680 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 639:3

Author: Nathaniel Lee

Composer: Unrecorded ( Henry Purcell) ( nwc)

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.165, n.35 [Music] Lee, Nathaniel, Theodosius (1680), unpaginated et al. NOTE: The score records the song as appearing "after the Fourth Act", yet the lyrics appear amidst the dialogue in the Fifth Act (pp.51-2), suggesting that the reference to the Fourth Act is a compositorial error.

Text of song:

<From 5.1, pp.51-2>

Athen. Go fetch thy Lute, and sing those Lines I gave thee <...>
My Vertue sure has richly recompenc'd,
And quite out-gone Example!

SONG.

1.

Ah Cruel bloody Fate,
What canst thou now do more...

<From that which follows p.50 at the end of the fourth act>

SONG after the Fourth ACT.

<1.>

Ah Cruel Bloody Fate,
What canst thou now do more?
Alas 'tis now too late
Philander to restore.
Why should the Heav'nly Powers perswade
Poor Mortals to believe
That they guard us here,
Or reward us there,
Yet all our Joys deceive.

2.

Her Ponyard then she took,
And held it in her Hand,
And with a dying look,
Cry'd, thus I Fate command.
Philander! Ah my Love, I come
To meet thy Shade below!
Ah! I come, she cry'd,
With a Wound so wide,
There needs no second blow.

3.

In Purple Waves her Blood,
Ran streaming down the Floor,
Unmov'd she saw the Flood,
And blest the Dying Hour,
Philander! Ah Philander! still
The bleeding Phillis cry'd;
She wept a while,
And she forc'd a smile,
Then clos'd her Eyes, and dy'd.

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Item Code: NLT9

First line: The more than Gordian knot is ty'd

Source Edition: Theodosius: or, The Force of Love (1680), 5.[4], p.58.

First performed: September (or earlier) 1680 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 639:3

Author: Nathaniel Lee

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.289, n.2215, but only referring to the lyrics appearing in the first quarto edition.

Text of song:

Attic. The more than Gordian knot is ty'd,
Which Death's strong Arm shall ne'er divide;
For when to bliss ye wasted are,
Your Spirits shall be wedded there.
Waters are lost, and Fires will die;
But Love alone can Fate defie.

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Item Code: NLT10

First line: Now the fight's done and the great god of war

Source Edition: Theodosius: or, The Force of Love (1680), song not printed in play.

First performed: September (or earlier) 1680 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 639:3

Author: Nathaniel Lee

Composer: Unrecorded ( Henry Purcell) ( nwc)

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.300, n.2416 [Music] Playford, John, Choice Ayres and Songs...Third Book (1681), p.41 (UMI(2) 286:13). According to Day and Murrie, this song appears in the first quarto, but I have been unable to locate this.

Text of song:

<I.>

Now, now the Fight's done, and the Great God of War
Lies sleeping in Shades, and unruffles his Care;
Love laughs at his Rest, and the Souldiers Allarms;
He Drums, and he Trumpets, and struts in his Arms.
He tides on his Lance, and the Bushes he hangs;
And his broad bloody Sword on the Willow Tree hangs.

II.

Love smiles when he feels the sharp point of his Dart,
And he wings it to hit the grim God in the Heart;
Who leaves his Steel Bed, and his Bolsters of Brass,
For Pillows of Roses, and Couches of Grass:
His Corner of Lightning is grown so slow,
That a Cupid i'th'Saddle sits beding his Bow.

III.

Love, Love is the cry, Love and Kisses go round,
While Phillis and Damon lie clasp'd on the Ground;
The Shepherd who soon does his Pleasure destroy,
'Tis Abortive, she cries, and he murders my Joy:
But he Rallies again with the force of her Charms,
And kisses, embraces, and dies in her Arms.

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Item Code: NLTMOP1

First line: Thy Genius lo from his sweet bed of rest

Source Edition: The Massacre of Paris (1682? for 1689), song not printed in play.

First performed: 7 November 1689

UMI(2) reel no.: 462:11

Author: Nathaniel Lee

Composer: Henry Purcell ( nwc)

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p. 354, n.3361. [Music] Henry Purcell, Orpheus Britannicus, 1698, pp.135-7 (UMI(2) 158:4) and others. First appeared in 'A Collection of Songs...by Henry Purcell', 1696, f.2 (not on microfilm).

Text of song:

Thy Genius lo! from his sweet Bed of rest,
Adorn'd with Jessimin, and with Roses drest;
The Pow'rs Divine has raise'd to stop thy Fate,
A true Repentance never comes too late:
So soon as Born she made her self a Shrowd,
The fleecy Mantle of a weeping Cloud,
And swift as thought her Airy Journey took;
Her Hand Heav'ns Azure Gate with trembling Struck;
The Stars did amazement on her look,
She told thy Story in so sad a Tone,
The Angels start from Bliss and gave a groan.
But Charles beware, Oh! dally not with Heav'n;
For after this no Pardon shall be giv'n.

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Item Code: NLTPOC1

First line: All other blessings are but toys

Source Edition: The Princess of Cleve (1689), 1.1, p.1.

First performed: December 1682, or slightly earlier (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 462:12 (1689)

Author: Nathaniel Lee

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

Text of song:

Nemours, Bellamore. Fiddles Playing.

Nem. Hold there you Monsieur Devol; prithe leave off playing fine in Consort, and stick to Time and Tune---So now the Song, call in the Eunuch; come my pretty Stallion, Hem and begin.

SONG.

All other Blessings are but Toyes
To his that in his sleep enjoyes,
Who in his Fancy can possess
The object of his Happiness;
The Pleasure's purer for he spares
The Pains, Expenses, and the Cares.

II.

Thus when Adonis got the stone,
To Love the Boy still made his moan;
Venus the Queen of Fancy came,
And as he slept she cool'd his flame;
The Fancy charm'd him as he lay,
And Fancy brought the Stone away.

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Item Code: NLTPOC2

First line: O to bed to me

Source Edition: The Princess of Cleve (1682), 1.2, pp.8-10.

First performed: December 1682, or slightly earlier (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 462:12 (1689)

Author: Nathaniel Lee

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

Text of song:

Pol. <...> I cou'd sing you twenty Catches and Drolls that I made for their Feast-days, but at present I'll only hint you one or two---

Nem. Pray do us the Favour Sir.

Pol. Why look you Sir, this is one of my chief ones, and I'll assure your Grace, 'twas much Sung at Court too.

O to Bed to me---to Bed to me---&c.

Nem. Excellent, incomparable.

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

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Item Code: NLTPOC3

First line: Give me the lass that is country bred

Source Edition: The Princess of Cleve (1682), 1.2, pp.8-10.

First performed: December 1682, or slightly earlier (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 462:12 (1689)

Author: Nathaniel Lee

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

Text of song:

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

Pol. Why is it not my Lord? This is no Kickshaw, there's substance in the Air, and weight in the words; nay, I'll give your Grace a taste of another, the Tune is, let me see---Ay, Ay---

<sings> Give me the Lass that is true Country bred---

But I'll present your Grace with some words of my own, that I made on my Wife before I married her, as she sate singing one day in a low Parlour and playing on the Virginals.

Nem. For Heavens sake oblige us dear pleasant Creature---

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

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Item Code: NLTPOC4

First line: Phillis is soft Phillis is plump

Source Edition: The Princess of Cleve (1682), 1.2, pp.8-10.

First performed: December 1682, or slightly earlier (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 462:12 (1689)

Author: Nathaniel Lee

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

Text of song:

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

Vid. Dear soft delicate Rogue sing.

Pol. Nay, I protest my Lord, I vow and swear, but you'll make me run to a Whore---Lord Sir, what do you mean?

Nem. Come then begin---

Poltrot. Sings.

Phillis is soft, Phillis is plump,
And Beauty made up this delicate lump:
Like a Rose bud she looks, like a Lilly she smells,
And her Voice is a Note above sweet Philomel's.

<speaks> Now a little Smutty my Lord is the fashion---

II.

Her Breasts are two Hillocks where Hearts lye and pant,
In the Herbage so soft, for a thing that they want;
But Mum Sir for that, tho a notable Jest,
For if I shou'd name it you'd call me a Beast.

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Item Code: NLTPOC5

First line: When Phoebus had fetch'd

Source Edition: The Princess of Cleve (1682), 1.2, pp.8-10.

First performed: December 1682, or slightly earlier (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 462:12 (1689)

Author: Nathaniel Lee

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

Text of song:

Nem. Ay and will hear it Sir, tho the Great Turk were at St. Dennis's Gate; come along my Orpheus, and then Sir we'll follow you to the Prince of Cleve's--

Ballad---When Phoebus had fetch'd, &c. [Exeunt Singing.

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Item Code: NLTPOC6

First line: In a room for delight the landskip of love

Source Edition: The Princess of Cleve (1682), 1.3, p.10.

First performed: December 1682, or slightly earlier (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 462:12 (1689)

Author: Nathaniel Lee

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

Text of song:

The Prince of Cleve's Palace. Musick.

SONG.

In a Room for Delight, the Landskip of Love,
Like a shady old Lawn
With the Curtains half drawn,
My Love and I lay, in the cool of the day,
Till our Joyes did remove.

II.

So fierce was our Fight, and so smart e'ry stroak,
That Love the little Scout
Was put to the Rout;
His Bow was unbent, e'ry Arrow was spent,
And his Quiver all broke.

<NOTE: This song is reprised shortly afterwards>

Enter St. Andre and Poltrot.

St. A. His Bow was unbent, &c. [Singing with Poltrot.
<speaks> Come, my Lord, we'll have all over agen.

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Item Code: NLTPOC7

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: The Princess of Cleve (1682), 4.1, p.43.

First performed: December 1682, or slightly earlier (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 462:12 (1689)

Author: Nathaniel Lee

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

Text of song:

Musick, Songs, Maskers, &c.

Nemours with Musick, Lady Poltrot.

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Item Code: NLTPOC8

First line: Lovely Selina innocent and free

Source Edition: The Princess of Cleve (1682), 4.3, p.57.

First performed: December 1682, or slightly earlier (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 462:12 (1689)

Author: Nathaniel Lee

Composer: Dr John Blow ( nwc)

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.284, n.2131 [Music] Playford, John, Choice Ayres and Songs...Fourth Book (1683), pp.28-9 (UMI(2) 286:14) et alia.

Text of song:

Scene the Bower, Lights, Song.

SONG.

Lovely Selina, Innocent and Free
From all the dangerous Arts of Love,
Thus in a Melancholy Grove
Enjoy'd the sweetness of her Privacy,
Till th'envious Gods designing to undo her,
Dispatcht the Swain, not unlike them, to wo her:
It was not long e'er the design did take,
A gentle Youth born to perswade,
Deceiv'd the too too easie Maid;
Her Scrip and Garlands soon she did forsake.
And rashly told the Secrets of her Heart,
Which the fond Man would ever more impart.
False Florimel, Joy of my Heart, said she,
'Tis hard to Love and Love in vain,
To Love and not be Lov'd again,
And why shou'd Love and Prudence disagree?
Pity ye Powers that sit at ease above:
If e'er you knew what 'tis to be in Love.

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Item Code: NLTPOC9

First line: Weep all ye nymphs your floods unbind

Source Edition: The Princess of Cleve (1682), 5.3, p.65, lyrics appear separately at sig.a3r.

First performed: December 1682, or slightly earlier (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 462:12 (1689)

Author: Nathaniel Lee

Composer: Dr John Blow ( nwc)

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.368, n.3589 [Music] Playford, Henry, The Theater of Music...First Book (1685), pp.46-7 (UMI(2) 363:13) et alia.

Text of song:

This Song should be inserted in Act V. Scene III.

<I.>

Weep all ye Nymphs, your Floods unbind,
For Strephon's now no more;
Your Tresses spread before the Wind,
And leave the hated Shore:
See, see, upon the craggy Rocks,
Each Goddess stripp'd appears;
They beat their Breasts, and rend their Locks,
And swell the Sea with Tears.

II.

The God of Love that fatal hour,
When this poor Youth was born,
Had sworn by Styx to show his Power,
He'd kill a Man e'er Morn':
For Strephon's Breast he arm'd his Dart,
And watch'd him as he came;
He cry'd, and shot him through the Heart,
Thy Blood shall quench my Flame.

III.

On Stella's Lap he laid his Head,
And looking in her Eyes,
He cry'd, Remember when I'm dead,
That I deserve the Prize:
Then down his Tears like Rivers ran,
He sigh'd, You Love, 'tis true;
You love perhaps a better Man,
But Ah! he loves not you.

CHORUS.

Why should all things bow to Love,
Men below, and Gods above?
Why should all things bow to Love?
Death and Fate more awful move,
Death below, and Fate above,
Death below, and Fate above.
Mortals, Mortals, try your skill,
Seeking Good, or shunning Ill,
Fate will be the burden still,
Will be the burden still,
Fate will be the burden still,
Fate will be the burden still.

<Scene location occurs as follows>

The Princess of Cleve, Irene in Mourning, Song, as the Princess kneels at
the State.

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Item Code: NLTRQ1

First line: Is innocence so void of cares

Source Edition: The Rival Queens, or The Death of Alexander the Great (1677), 5.1, p.53.

First performed: 17 March 1677

UMI(2) reel no.: 462:13

Author: Nathaniel Lee

Composer: Daniel Purcell ( nwc)

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.267, n.1836 [Music] A Collection of New Songs (1701), f.7.

Text of song:

Statira is discover'd sleeping in the Bower of Semiramis. The Spirits of Queen Statira her Mother, and Darius, appear standing on each side of her, with Daggers threatning her.

They Sing.

Dar. Is Innocence so void of cares,
That it can undisturbed sleep,
Amidst the noise of horrid Wars,
That make Immortal Spirits weep?
<Q.> Stat. No boding Crows, nor Ravens come,
To warn her of approaching doom?
Dar. She walks, as she dreams, in a Garden of Flowers,
And her hands are employ'd in the beautifull Bowers:
She dreams of the man that is far from the Grove,
And all her soft Fancy still runs on her Love.
<Q.> Stat. She nods o're the Brooks that run purling along,
And the Nightingales lull her more fast with a Song.
Dar. But see the sad end which the Gods have decreed.
<Q.> Stat. This Poniard's thy Fate.
Dar. My Daughter must bleed.

Chor. Awake then, Statira, awake, for alas you must dye:
Ere an hour be past, you must breath out your last,
Dar. And be such another as I,
<Q.> Stat. As I,
Chor. And be such another as I.

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Item Code: NLTRQ2

First line: Oh Morpheus gentle god that dwells

Source Edition: The Rival Queens, or The Death of Alexander the Great (1677), Act Five, written and set for the operatic version.

First performed: 17 March 1677

UMI(2) reel no.: 462:13

Author: Nathaniel Lee

Composer: Gottfried Finger ( nwc)

Lyrics: John Denham and others

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

Text of song:

Oh Morpheus gentle God that dwells
In Cottages and Smokey Cells
From thy soft retirement move
To court the pleasing Scene <Sense> of Love
To ease a Monarch of his pains
And give him the sweet rest of humble Swains.

<NOTE: Only the first couplet derives from John Denham's The Sophy--see JDTS1 >.

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Item Code: NNRF1

First line: Damn'd may she be nay doubly damn'd that first

Source Edition: Rome's Follies; or, The Amorous Fryars (1681), 2.2, p.17.

First performed: 1681-2 (H&S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 571:8

Author: N. Nowell

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

Text of song:

Flor. Damn'd may she be, nay doubly damn'd that first
For Int'rest wedd'd Age, may she br Curst
With all the PLagues a womans Rage can vent,
And when we Curse, I'm sure they are well meant.
May she be lewd t'excess, proud and yet poor,
May none supply her lust when she'd turn whore.
Then may she pine to death at her ill luck,
Because youth won't and Age her cannot -- [you know what

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Item Code: NNRF2

First line: Since love youth and beauty have rais'd the alarms

Source Edition: Rome's Follies; or, The Amorous Fryars (1681), 5.1, pp.35-6.

First performed: 1681-2 (H&S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 571:8

Author: N. Nowell

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

Text of song:

[Exeunt hand in hand; then a Tune first play'd over on a Recorder, then a voice joyns with it and sings the ensuing Song behind the Scene.]

SONG.

Since love, youth and beauty have rais'd the Allarms,
Go smother each other with lip-melting Charms,
And make no delay, least your hopes you deceive,
A Moment once over, is hard to retrieve;
Dissolve in moist Raptures, like fresh morning Dew,
And breath Love together, as Turtle Doves Woe.

In Love's painted Medows go Revel and PLay,
But never
Give over
By Night nor by Day.
O're his rising Hillocks with cheerfulness move,
And pleasantly range in the Valley's of Love,
That Monarchs may envy the joys which you find,
Where cares are unknown, and where beauty proves kind.

[The Song ended...

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Item Code: NNRF3

First line: In pace quiescat [Sancte allivergot]

Source Edition: Rome's Follies; or, The Amorous Fryars (1681), 5.1, pp.40-1.

First performed: 1681-2 (H&S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 571:8

Author: N. Nowell

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

Text of song:

[They all kiss it on their knees, then Exit the Procession, with the Breeches carried aloft on the Cross; the Rabble singing, &c.

All Sing. In pace quiercat <sic>,
Sancte Allivergot
Ora pro Nobis.

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