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Break the filken bards of Morpheus,
Hark aerial concerts now;
Sweet, methinks, a lyre of Orpheus,
When he fought the fhades below.
See! the lark aloft is foaring;
Now, with undulating strains,
Philomel, her fate deploring,

Charms the fpacious happy plains.

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RECITATIVE.

A Wretch long tortur'd with difdain,
That ever pin'd, but pin'd, in vain,
At length a god of wine addreft,
Sure refuge of a wounded breast.
AIR.

Vouchsafe, pow'r, thy healing aid,
Teach me to gain the cruel ma d;
Thy juices take the lover's part,
Fluth his wan looks, and chear his heart.
RECITATIVE.

To Bacchus thus the lover cry'd,

And thus the jolly god reply'd

AIR.

Give whining o'er, be brifk and gay, And quaff his fneaking form away: With dauntlefs mien approach the fair; The way to conquer is to dare.

RECITATIVE.

e fwain purfu'd the god's advice;
: nymph was now no longer nicé:
AIR.

he fmil'd, and spoke the fex's mind;
Then you grow daring, we grow kind:
len to themselves are moft fevere,
And make us tyrants by their fear.

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COLIN..

[we hear! ARK! hark! o'er the plains what glad tumults gay, all the nymphs and the fhepherds appear! h myrtles and roles new deck'd are the bow'rs, every bush bears a garland of flowers, 't, for my life, what means understand:

re's fome rural feftival furely at hand ; harveft, nor sheep-fhearing, now can take place; Phillis will tell me the truth of the cafe. PHILLIS.

truth, honeft lad !-why furely you know trites are prepar'd in the village below, re gallant young Thyrfis, fo fam'd and ador'd, s Daphne, the fifter of Corin our lord; Daphne, whofe beauty, good-nature, and eafe, ancies can ftrike, & all judgements can please; Corin-but praise must the matter give o'er; know what he and I need fay no more.

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DUETTO.

Ye pow'rs, that o'er conjugal union prefide,
All-gracious look down on the bridegroom & bride,
That beauty, and virtue, and valour may fhine
In a race like themfelvs, with no end to the line:
Let honour and glory, and riches and praise,
Unceafing attend them thro' numerous days;
And, while in a palace fate fixes their lot,
O! may they live eafy as thofe in a cot!

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DAMON.

Contented all day will I fit by your fide,
Where poplars far ftretching o'er-arch the cool tide;
And, while the clear river runs purling along,
The thrush and the linnet contend in their fong.
The thrush and the linnet contend in their fong.
LAURA:

While you are but by me, no danger I fear;
Ye lambs reft in fafety, my Damon is near; [please,
Bound on, ye blithe kids, now your gambols may
For my fhepherd is kind, and my heart is at eafe;
For my fhepherd, &c.

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43 AIR.

WHILE others barter eafe for ftate,
And fondly aim at growing great,
Let me (with rofy chaplet crown'd)
Stretch'd on the flow'r-enamell'd ground,
The grape's nectareous juices quaff,
Alternate fing and love and laugh.
Already fee the purple juice
Refplendent o'er my cheek diffuse
A fecond yourh! gain the bowl
With warm defires in flames my foul.
RECITATIVE

Quickly, ah quickly! muft I leave
The joys that wine and beauty give;
Soon muft I quit my worted mirth,
And m n.le with my parent earth,
Where kings. divefted of their ftate,
With flaves fuftain a common fate.

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Was mighty Jove defcending,
With all his wrath divine,
Enrag'd at my pretending

To call this charmer mine;
His fhafts of bolted thunder
With boldnef, I deride,
Not heav'n itfelf can funder,

The hearts that love has ty❜d.
RECITATIVE accompanied.

The thund'rer heard, he look'd with vengeance down
Till beauty's glance difarm'd his awful frown;
The magic impulfe of Alcmena's eyes,

Compeli'd the conquering god to quit the skies,
He feign'd the hurfband's form, poffefs' her charms,
And punish'd his prefumption in her arms.

AIR.

He deferves fublimeft pleasure,

Ee 3

Who reveals it not when won, Beauty's like the mifer's treafure, Boat it, and the fool's undone.

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To
her fhepherd, once a fair one plac'd
try
A fav'rite Girdle round her flender waist;
This Gird'e now fhall par me into two,

Gay Phillis cries, and either half's for you; [like,

AIR.

Since you have fo well decided,

And fuch judgment now have shewn, By the Girdle undivided,

See a charm, I'm all your own. Greater is the shepherd's pleasure, Who both mind and body gains ; You who chose the foul's best treasure, Take my perfon for your pains.

49 RECITATIVE.

Make then your choice, and take which share you Young Damon long had lov'd, and long had woo'd

As paffion or as fentiment hall strike.
The artful Strephon foon his filence broke,
Look'd at the nymph, and thus his rapture fpoke:

A 1R.

Then give thofe looks hat fpeak and tell
The harmless breast and heart fincere,
Where honour, truth, and virtue dwell,
And what can life itself endear;
That wit and wifdom ftill be mine,

The flowing tongue, the temper free : Below the Girdle I refign,

The upper half, dear girl, for me.

RECITATIVE.

Our nymph the shepherd's arguments approv'd,
Strephon for this by Phillis must be lov'd;
Her thoughts he thus exprefs'd in accents fweet,
And dropp'd the while the Girdle at her feet.

A

The nymph he lov'd, lov'd him, but was a prude
A length refolv'd, no longer to endure
Thofe cruel frowns, thofe frowns that work'd his
He left the maid, and fought a kinder fair : [cure ;
Now Daphne mourns her folly in despair..
Ye nymphs be warn'd, and make your lovers fure,
The heart your fmiles can wound, your frowns will

A IR.

Nymphs be kind, and you shall find,
Your graces will improve ;
Gentle Imiles, foft pleafing wiles,

Are all the arms of love!

Scorn to teaze the heart you've won,

Quick take the favor'd swain ; Nor frown on those by love undone, When fmiles might footh their pain.

SOCIAL and CONVIVIAL SONGS.

SONG

I.

S Bacchus and Mars once together were fitting,

Quoth Mars" My friend Bacchus, I ne'er cou'd
Why our favorite island produces no wine: [divine
For tell me what people on earth better merit
This excellent drink of the Gods to inherit ?"
That the Britons deferve to have plenty of wine
Is frue, (onlwer'd Bacabus) because they are thine;

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always take care to supply them with juice. ftoi Their neighbours in France, Spain, and Portugal To compenfate this want, in the fam'd Britijo tol For you know that when Jove first created the ball, Some defect he decreed in each country should fall;

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