FINALE.
[La Belle Catharine.]
CAMPLEY.
Come, let us dance and sing,
While all Barbadoes bells shall ring:
Love scrapes the fiddle string,
And Venus plays the lute;
Hymen gay, foots away,
Happy at our wedding-day,
Cocks his chin, and figures in,
To tabor, fife, and flute.
CHORUS.
Come then dance and sing,
While all Barbadoes bells shall ring, &c.
NARCISSA.
Since thus each anxious care
Is vanished into empty air,
Ah! how can I forbear
To join the jocund dance?
To and fro, couples go,
On the light fantastic toe,
White with glee, merrily,
The rosy hours advance.
Chorus. Come then, &c.
YARICO.
When first the swelling sea
Hither bore my love and me,
What then my fate would be,
Little did I think——
Doomed to know care and woe,
Happy still is Yarico;
Since her love will constant prove,
And nobly scorns to shrink.
Chorus. Come then, &c.
WOWSKI.
Whilst all around, rejoice,
Pipe and tabor raise the voice,
It can't be Wowski's choice,
Whilst Trudge's to be dumb.
No, no, dey blithe and gay,
Shall like massy, missy play.
Dance and sing, hey ding, ding,
Strike fiddle and beat drum.
Chorus. Come then, &c.
TRUDGE.
'Sbobs! now, I'm fix'd for life,
My fortune's fair, tho' black's my wife,
Who fears domestic strife—
Who cares now a souse!
Merry cheer my dingy dear
Shall find with her Factotum heve;
Night and day, I'll frisk and play
About the house with Wows.
Chorus. Come then, &c.
INKLE.
Love's convert here behold,
Banish'd now my thirst of gold,
Bless'd in these arms to fold
My gentle Yarico.
Hence all care, doubt, and fear,
Love and joy each want shall cheer,
Happy night, pure delight,
Shall make our bosoms glow.
Chorus. Come then, &c.
PATTY.
Let Patty say a word——
A chambermaid may sure be heard——
Sure men are grown absurd,
Thus taking black for white;
To hug and kiss a dingy miss,
Will hardly suit an age like this,
Unless, here, some friends appear,
Who like this wedding night.
Chorus. Come then, &c.