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A CANTATA, ON PEACE. 1763.
To Mr. N. E.
RECITATIVE.
Where
Schuylkil's banks the shades adorn,
And roses op'ning to the morn,
Give odours to the breeze;
Thus Corydon, a tuneful Swain,
Tun'd his soft reed a soothing strain,
By Nature form'd to please.
While Wood-Nymphs list'ning round him stood,
The Naiads left the oozy flood,
Caught by the heav'nly song.
Attention, to the Muse's aid,
Call'd Silence from her secret shade,
And Rapture join'd the throng.
And roses op'ning to the morn,
Give odours to the breeze;
Thus Corydon, a tuneful Swain,
Tun'd his soft reed a soothing strain,
By Nature form'd to please.
While Wood-Nymphs list'ning round him stood,
The Naiads left the oozy flood,
Caught by the heav'nly song.
Attention, to the Muse's aid,
Call'd Silence from her secret shade,
And Rapture join'd the throng.
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AIR.
Let Pleasure smile upon the plain,
See Peace, with balmy wing,
Now hither bends her flight again,
To crown the joyful spring.
See Peace, with balmy wing,
Now hither bends her flight again,
To crown the joyful spring.
Close by the fair One's side are seen,
The Arts, with garlands drest,
Gay Commerce, with engaging mien,
And Wealth, with gaudy vest.
The Arts, with garlands drest,
Gay Commerce, with engaging mien,
And Wealth, with gaudy vest.
Now may the Muse enjoy the shade,
Now tune her pleasing song,
While wanton Echo thro' the glade
Shall waft the strain along.
Now tune her pleasing song,
While wanton Echo thro' the glade
Shall waft the strain along.
Then let all join the chearful found,
'Tis Peace, sweet Peace we sing!
And let the joyful groves around
With the loud Chorus ring.
'Tis Peace, sweet Peace we sing!
And let the joyful groves around
With the loud Chorus ring.
CHORUS.
Then let all join the chearful sound,
'Tis Peace, sweet Peace we sing!
And let the joyful groves around
With the loud Chorus ring.
'Tis Peace, sweet Peace we sing!
And let the joyful groves around
With the loud Chorus ring.
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