CHOICE NEW SONGS Never before Printed. SET TO SEVERAL NEVV TUNES BY THE BEST Masters of MUSIC. Written by THO. D'URFEY, Gent.
LONDON, Printed by Iohn Playford, for Ioseph Hindmarsh (Bookseller to His ROYAL HIGHNESS) at the Black Bull in Cornhill, 1684.
DISSEMBLED LOVE: A Song set by Mr. Abel.
[...] WHen Damon does his Pas—sion show, dissembling I despise; [...] yet tho' a Frown sits on my Brow, I languish with my Eyes: [...] When e're he does his Tale begin, and I would seem most coy; my poor Heart [...] pants to let him in, al—tho' my Tongue de—ny, al—tho' my Tongue de—ny. [...]
A LEVET to the ARTILLERY: A Song made upon His Royal Highness's leading the Artillery-Company through the City; Set to an excellent Minuet of Monsieur Grabue's.
[...] ALL Loy—al Hearts, take off your Brimmers, bow down ye [...] Cuckolds, Whigs, and Trimmers; sneak in your Shops, and go crowch to your [...] Wives, keep in your No—ses, for fear of your Lives: Great York like God [...] Mars rides through the Ci—ty, and leads on the Brave, and the Witty; ye [...] [Page 3] [...] Rogues, truckle down; 'tis not your Branches can succour your Haunches, if 'tis not your Horns can se—cure from his Arms, if you [...]
The HORSE-RACE; a Song made and sung to the King at Newmarket: Set to an excellent Scotch Tune, called, Cock up thy Beaver, in four Strains.
[...] TO Horse, brave Boys of New—mar—ket, to Horse, you'l [...] lose the Match by lon—ger de—lay—ing; the Gelding just now was led [Page 4] [...] o—ver the Course, I think the De—vil's in you for stay—ing: [...] Run, and en—dea—vour all to bub—ble the Sporters, Bets may reco—ver [...] all lost at the Groom-Porters. Fol—low, fol—low, fol—low, [...] fol—low, come down to the Ditch, take the odds, and then you'l be [...] rich; for I'le have the brown Bay, if the blew Bonnet ride, and hold a [...] [Page 5] [...] thousand Pounds of his side Sir: Dragon would scow-er it, but Dragon grows [...] old; he can—not en—dure it, he cannot, he wonnot now run it, as [...] late—ly he could: Age, Age, does hinder the Speed Sir. Now, now, now they come [...] on, and see, see the Horse lead the way still; three lengths be—fore at the [...] turning the Lands, five hundred Pounds up—on the brown Bay still: Pox on the [...] [Page 6] [...] De—vil, I fear we have lost, for the Dog, the Blue Bonnet, has [...] run it, a Plague light up—on it, the wrong side the Post; Odszounds, was [...] e—ver such Fortune. [...]
To CYNTHIA; a Song set by Mr. King.
[...] EN—a—mour'd Angels leave the Sky, to hear the Music [...] of her Tongue; fond Cupids round a—bout her fly, to kiss her as she [...] [Page 7] [...] walks along: The Trees all bow their verdant Heads, like humble Lo—vers [...] when she talks; and blushing Flow'rs deck the Meads, as proud they may adorn [...] her Walks. [...]
A SONG made to an excellent Tune of Mr. Peasable's.
[...] SUch a damn'd Fa—tigue Fools do make of wooing, [...] that the Plea—sure got is seldom worth the pains; Men of deep Intrigue [...] with e—ter—nal Cooing, by their mighty Passions shew their little Brains: [...] See a Fop there cringing, making ug—ly Fa—ces, hear him swear, [...] No Joy like Syl—via's soft Em—bra—ces; vow a thousand Gra—ces, [...] [Page 9] [...] crowns her as she pas—ses, dye by her Eyes, and all con-foun-ded Lies. [...]
The Law of Nature; a Song Pindaric-way to ASTREA, and sung to the King at Windsor: Made to an excellent new Tune of Mr. Akeroyd's.
[...] WHilst their Flocks were feeding near the foot of a [...] flowry Hill, Ce—la—don complaining of his Fate, thus to A—stre—a cry'd: [...] [Page 10] [...] Hear my gen—tle Plea—ding; Ah! cru-el Nymph! for—bear to kill a [...] Shepherd with Dis—dain and Hate, whom you have once en—joy'd! [...] There is a Sa—cred Pow'r in Love is beyond all Mor—tal Rules; [...] fol—low the Laws of Na—ture, for the Di—vine Cre—a—tor [...] did produce, and for Hu—man use did Beau—ty chuse, who deny [...] [Page 11] [...] themselves, are Fools. E—ve—ry Heart is pair'd a—bove, and Ingra—ti—tude's [...] a Sin to all the Saints so hateful, she that is [...] found in—grate—ful, may too late, in a wret—ched state, knock at [...] Heaven's Gate, but shall ne—ver en—ter in. [...]
The WEDDING: A Dialogue between John and Jug, sung in the Cheats of Scapin by Mr. Reading and Mrs. Norris; Set by Mr. Farmer in two Parts.
[...] COme Iug, my Honey, let's to bed, it is no Sin, sin [...] we are wed; for when I am near thee, by desire, I burn like a—ny Coal of Fire. [...]
[...] To quench thy Flames I'le soon a—gree, thou art the Sun, and I the Sea; all [...] [Page 13] [...] Night with—in my Arms shalt be, and rise each Morn' as fresh as he. [...]
[...] COme on then, and couple to-ge-ther, come all, the Old and the Young, the Short and the [...] COme on then, and couple to-ge-ther, come all, the Old and the Young, the Short and the [...] Tall; The richer than Cressus, and poorer than Job, for 'tis Wedding and Bedding that [...] Tall; The richer than Cressus, and poorer than Job, for 'tis Wedding and Bedding that [...] Peoples the Globe. [...] Peoples the Globe.
II.
A Scotch SONG made to the Irish JIGG, and sung to the King at Whitehall.
[...] LAte—ly as thorough the fair E—den—bo—rough, to [...] view the gay Meadows as I was a gang—ing; Ioc—key and [...] Mog—gy were walking and tal—king of Love and Re—li—gion, thus [...] close—ly Ha—ran—guing. Ne—ver, says Mog—gy, come near me, false [...] Ioc—key, for thou art a Whig, and I vow to ab—hor thee; [...] [Page 15] [...] Ize be no Bride, nor will lig by my side, for no sneaking [...] Re—bel shall lift a Leg o're me. [...]
The ENJOYMENT, or No, no, chang'd to Ay, ay.
[...] WHen the Kine had gi—ven a Pale-full, and the Sheep came [...] bleating home; Doll that knew it would be healthful, went a wal—king [...] with young Tom: Hand in Hand Sir, o're the Land Sir, as they wander'd [...] [Page 17] [...] to and fro; Tom made jol—ly Love to Dol—ly, but was dash'd with [...] No, no, no; no, no, no; no, no, no. [...]
A SONG set by Mr. Thomas Farmer.
[...] HOW sweet is the Passion of Love! how gay is the Joy of the [...] Soul! how pleasing those Fa—vours do prove, whose Kindness does Fortune controul! [...] Her Eyes that with In—flu—ence shone, obtain'd such a So—ve—raign [...] Pow'r; they exhal'd out my Soul like the Sun, when it draws up the Dew from a Flow'r. [...]
LOVE'S Complaint against HONOUR.
[...] HAp—py were the Ru—ral Swains, that lov'd with Freedom [...] all the day; that sung their Pas—sions on the Plains, and pass'd with joy their [...] Hours away: E're Ambition taught Mankind to know, Degrees of less or greater; [...] we a true Content did find, and found a thousand times the better. [...]
Advice to a PAINTER; excellently Set by Monsieur Baptist.
[...] COme, curious Painter! let thy Art on Cynthia's lovely [...] Face be shown; come draw her Picture from my Heart, and if thou can'st, defend [...] thy own: But ah! 'tis much in vain to try, for thou art Man as [...] well as I. And none that's born of Mor—tal Race, can scape unwoun—ded [...] from our Eyes; nor view the Glo—ries of her Face, but [...] [Page 21] [...] with Despair or Plea—sure dies: Such was the Prophet's trembling Awe, when [...] he the Great Cre—a—tor saw; such was the Prophets trembling Awe, when [...] he the Great Cre—a—tor saw. [...]