LET’s be merry blith and jolly,
Stupid Dulness is a Folly;
’Tis the Spring that doth invite us,
Hark, the chirping Birds delight us:
Let us Dance and raise our Voices,
Every Creature now rejoyces;
Airy Blasts and springing Flowers,
Verdant Coverings, pleasant Showers:
Each plays his part to compleat this our Joy,
And can we be so dull as to deny.
Here’s no foolish surly Lover,
That his Passions will discover;
No conceited fopish Creature,
That is proud of Cloaths or Feature:
All things here serene and free are,
They’re not Wise, are not as we are;
Who acknowledge Heavens Blessings,
In our innocent Caressings:
Then let us Sing, let us Dance, let us Play,
’Tis the Time is allow’d, ’tis the Month of May.
A New Song, the Words by Mr. J.C.
Set to Musick by Dr. Prettle.
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NO Phillis, tho’ you’ve all the Charms,
Ambitious Woman can desire;
All Beauty, Wit, and Youth that warms,
Or sets our foolish Hearts on fire:
Yet you may practice all your Arts,
In vain to make a Slave of me;
You ne’er shall re-engage my Heart,
Revolted from your Tyranny:
You ne’er shall re-engage my Heart,
Revolted from your Tyranny.
When first I saw those dang’rous Eyes,
They did my Liberty betray;
But when I knew your Cruelties,
I snatch’d my simple Heart away:
Now I defy your Smiles to win,
My resolute Heart, no pow’r th’ave got;
Tho’ once I suck’d their Poyson in,
Your Rigour prov’d an Antidote.
The Epilogue to the Island Princes, Set by Mr. Clark, Sung by Mrs. Lindsey, and the Boy.
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