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The Treasury of Musick

Containing ayres and dialogues To Sing to the theorbo-lute or basse-viol. Composed

[The First Book]

The Second Book.

The Third Book.

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A STORM

Cloris at Sea, near the Land, is surprized by a Storm: Amintor on the Shore, expecting her Arrival, THUS COMPLAINS:
Help, help, O help, Divinity of Love!

Help, help, O help, Divinity of Love! or Neptune will commit a Rape upon my Cloris; She's on his bosome, and without a wonder cannot scape. See, see, the Winds grow drunk with Joy, and throng so fast to see Loves Argo, and the wealth it bears, that now the tackling and the sails they tear: They fight, they fight! who shall convey Amintor's Love into her Bay; and hurl whole Seas at one another, as if they would the Welkin smother. Hold Boras, hold; He will not hear:

The Rudder cracks, the Main-mast falls; the Pilot swears, the Skipper bawls; a showre of Clouds in darkness fall, to put out Cloris light withall. Ye gods, where are ye? where are ye? Are ye all asleep, or drunk with Nectar: Why do you not keep a watch upon your Ministers of Fate? Tie up the Winds, or they will blow the Seas to heav'n, and drown your Deities. A calm, a calm! Miracle of Love; the Sea-born Queen, that sits above, hath heard Amintor's cryes, and Neptune now must lose his prize. Welcome, welcome Cloris to the Shore; Thou shalt go to Sea no more: We to Tempe's

Groves will go, where the calmer winds do blow, and embarque our hearts together, fearing neither Rocks nor Weather, but out-ride the storms of Love, and for ever constant prove.