III.
Thus to raise our Devotion and stop all Complaints,
(As ev'ry Man knows it's his duty)
We've compleated our Choir at the Church of All Saints;
That God may be worship'd in Beauty.
IV.
Whoever comes in it can't help but admire
A Worship so Solomn and goodly;
Such Voices were sure never heard from a Choir,
As those that are led by Will. D—d—y.
V.
Sam. D—d—y's sweet Counter Will's Treble excells,
Well strengthen'd with Roger's strong Bass
Each softning each like a good Peal of Bells,
Were C—b—y's fine Tenor takes place.
VI.
Neither Paul's nor King's Chapel can boast of such Voices,
Nor can our grand Op'ras come near 'em;
When on 'em I think, how my Spirit rejoices!
Then what must it do when I hear 'em!
VII.
Tho' their Parts are all charming how much his Excels,
Adorning the Vocal Profession!
Their Treble I mean, that so quavers and swells,
Enchanting beyond all Expression!