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 | Astraea, or, True Love's Myrrour |  |
Sung by a Mean.
When
Days bright Star appears,
Th'ayrie Choristers fill our Ears
With cheerful Melodie.
Th'ayrie Choristers fill our Ears
With cheerful Melodie.
Our earthly Star, say, say,
Like Tribute, now, shall we not pay,
In our best Harmony.
A Treble answers.
Like Tribute, now, shall we not pay,
In our best Harmony.
Yes, yes, alas we prise
But to behold her beauteous Eys,
Aurora's lesser Light.
But to behold her beauteous Eys,
Aurora's lesser Light.
See, see, how envious Shame
With blushie Guilt her Cheeks doth stain,
To see our Star more bright.
A Base answers.
With blushie Guilt her Cheeks doth stain,
To see our Star more bright.
Shepherds, your Flocks unfold;
These glorious Beams you now behold,
Their Enemies disarm.
These glorious Beams you now behold,
Their Enemies disarm.
Whose savage Rage with fear
Allaies yon Star i'th' upper Sphere,
This, with Love beauties Charme.
All.
Allaies yon Star i'th' upper Sphere,
This, with Love beauties Charme.
Those dreaming Shadows leave,
Your Fancies which deceive;
Your stupid Souls awak,
If true Joys you'l partake.
Your Fancies which deceive;
Your stupid Souls awak,
If true Joys you'l partake.
SONG.
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What Star is that shoots through the Skie?
2.
Blind Shepherd, 'tis Astræa's Eye.
1.
How like approaching Day, she clears the calm smiling Aire!
2.
Yet where she appears, threats clouds of dark dispair;
1.
Clear'd by pure Fire:
2.
Or consum'd by rash Desire.
1.
A blest Death
2.
By her Breath
Our Souls so to expire.
Both.
Let's mix our Voices, each agree,
Merrily yield her his Liberty.
Unto her Altars Flowers bring,
2.
There dwelleth everlasting Spring.
1.
In Love's mysterious Orders, see, that they ranked be,
2.
She may in them read our silent Elegie:
1.
In Garlands woond,
2.
Wherewith then our Summets crown'd,
1.
We gladly
2.
So may die
Her Victims without wound.
Both.
Let's mix our Voices, all agree,
Merrily yield her our Liberty.
Which ended, the Shepherdess avanceth to the Frontispiece of the Scene.
| Astraea, or, True Love's Myrrour | |