CANTATA IV. MIRANDA.
Recitative.
Miranda
's tuneful Voice and Fame
Had reach'd the wond'ring Skies;
From Heav'n the God of Musick came,
And own'd a pleas'd Surprize;
Then in a soft melodious Lay,
Apollo did these grateful Praises pay.
AIR.
Matchless Charmer! thine shall be
The highest Prize of Harmony.
Phœbus ever will inspire thee,
And th'applauding World admire thee;
All shall in thy Praise agree.
Matchless Charmer! thine shall be
The highest Prize of Harmony.
Recitative.
The God then summon'd ev'ry Muse t'appear,
And hail their Sister of the Quire;
Smiling they stood around, her soothing Strains to hear,
And fill'd her happy Soul with all their Fire.
AIR.
O Harmony! how wondrous sweet,
Dost thou our Cares allay!
When all thy moving Graces meet,
How softly dost thou steal our easy Hours away!
O Harmony! how wondrous sweet,
Dost thou our Cares allay!