Chor. Perchance the throng
Of Ghosts may be enchanted with a song,
And mov'd to pity.——
Eur. Hark! the hinges move,
The gate's unbarr'd. I come, I come, my Love!
Chorus amborum.
'Twas Music, only Music, could unspell
Helpless, undone Eurydice from Hell.
A Dialogue.] Dated in the Firth MS. September 15, 1663; it was set to music by W. Gregory.