State Tracts Containing Many Necessary Observations and Reflections on the State of our Affairs at Home and Abroad; With some Secret Memoirs. By the Author of the Examiner [i.e. William Oldisworth] |
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SONGS.
On a Gentleman and a Lady that fell in Love with each other at first Sight.
When
Strephon saw Olinda's Charms
He own'd the Pow'r of Love:
He sigh'd and wish'd within his Arms,
He might the Blessing prove.
He own'd the Pow'r of Love:
He sigh'd and wish'd within his Arms,
He might the Blessing prove.
The silent Maid, divinely Fair
With Blushes strove in vain,
To stifle in her Breast the Fear
Of smiling on the Swain.
With Blushes strove in vain,
To stifle in her Breast the Fear
Of smiling on the Swain.
Both sigh'd and gaz'd while from their Eyes
Love spoke his Language plain,
Strephon confess'd the kind surprize,
Which she return'd again.
Love spoke his Language plain,
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Which she return'd again.
A Song set to Musick and Sung at York-Buildings.
You that Beauty's Flame adore
Tell me by what Magick Pow'r
All your Cares are softned so
Lovers know not what they do.
Tell me by what Magick Pow'r
All your Cares are softned so
Lovers know not what they do.
How you're charm'd with ev'ry Fair
Celia's Wit and Cloe's Air,
Or like Poppets how you move
Here and there by Wires of Love.
Celia's Wit and Cloe's Air,
Or like Poppets how you move
Here and there by Wires of Love.
Come tell me each Swain
That has felt the kind Pain,
When the God does prevail
In the Head or the Tail.
Is not Love then a Riddle
A Dance without Fiddle,
That make all Men Addle,
Then he that is free
From the Halter like me,
May mount any Jade without Saddle.
That has felt the kind Pain,
When the God does prevail
In the Head or the Tail.
Is not Love then a Riddle
A Dance without Fiddle,
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Then he that is free
From the Halter like me,
May mount any Jade without Saddle.
Another Song.
[We are pleas'd with a Glass]
We are pleas'd with a Glass
And we Ogle the Lass
That has Wit and a delicate Feature,
While Musick and Wine
Do joyntly combine
T'inspire the fair she with good Nature.
And we Ogle the Lass
That has Wit and a delicate Feature,
While Musick and Wine
Do joyntly combine
T'inspire the fair she with good Nature.
Then Love darts a Smile
Does our Senses beguile
That we cannot tell what is the matter,
We Laugh and we Play
And something we say
To discover our Mirth or our Folly.
Does our Senses beguile
That we cannot tell what is the matter,
We Laugh and we Play
And something we say
To discover our Mirth or our Folly.
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But when the Nymph's gone
And we left all alone
We return to our old Melancholy,
We're thoughtful in vain
'Till she comes back again
Then we ramp like young Bacchus as jolly.
And we left all alone
We return to our old Melancholy,
We're thoughtful in vain
'Till she comes back again
Then we ramp like young Bacchus as jolly.
On the Queen's first Appearance after the Death of his Royal Highness the Prince of Denmark. A Song.
Strike, Harmonious Sounds begin
To Crown the joyful Air,
Ev'ry Voice and ev'ry String
Fresh Melody Prepare.
To Crown the joyful Air,
Ev'ry Voice and ev'ry String
Fresh Melody Prepare.
Hark, the conq'ring Briton's shout;
Anna moves her drooping Head;
The Trumpets Clangor and the Drums
Wake her from her mourning Bed.
Anna moves her drooping Head;
The Trumpets Clangor and the Drums
Wake her from her mourning Bed.
Royal Hearts Rejoice
Anna fills each Voice
That did her Sorrows moan,
Anna once again
Britain's darling Queen
Ascends with Joy the Throne.
Anna fills each Voice
That did her Sorrows moan,
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Britain's darling Queen
Ascends with Joy the Throne.
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