DELICIAE MUSICAE: BEING, A Collection of the newest and best SONGS, With the Additional Musick to the Indian Queen, by Mr. Daniel Purcell, as it is now Acted at His Majesties Theatre. Most of the Songs be­ing within the Compass of the Flute. WITH A Thorow-Bass, for the Theorbo-Lute, Bass-Viol, Harpsichord, or Organ. Composed by several of the Best Masters.

The First Book of the Second Volume.

LONDON, Printed by J. Heptinstall, for Henry Playford at his Shop in the Temple-Change, Fleetstreet, and for John Church, Sold by Daniel Dring at the Harrow and Crown at the corner of Cliffords-Inn-Lane in Fleetstreet. And also Sold at Oxford by Francis Dollife Book-binder, who Sells all other Musick-Books. 1696.

Price One Shilling.

A Table of the SONGS contain'd in this Book.

C
  • Come all, come all at my Call, Page. 2
G
  • Good People, I'de make you all Blest if I cou'd Page. 4
I
  • I'me glad, I'me glad I have met him, Page. 3
M
  • My Hony, my Pugg, Page. 5
  • Make hast to put on, Page. 11
R
  • Rich Mines of hot Love, Page. 18
S
  • Sound, sound the Trumpet, Page. 9
  • So well Corinna likes the joy, Page. 15
T
  • To Bless the Genial Bed with Chast delights, Page. 1
  • The joys of Wedlock soon are past, Page. 7
W
  • While Phillis does drink, Page. 14
  • What ungratefull Devil moves you, Page. 17

Vocal and Instrumental Musick lately Printed and Reprinted with large Additions, for Henry Playford at his Shop in the Temple-Change.

CAntica Sacra, the first Set in Latin, the second Set in English and Latin, containing Hymns for 2 and 3 Voices to the Organ. Price of each 3 s.

Harmonia Sacra, in 2 Books, containing Divine Hymns and Dialogues lately set to Musick by Dr. John Blow, and Mr. Henry Purcell, and several Eminent Masters. Price Bound of both Books 15 Shillings, the second Book Sticht 4 s.

Deliciae Musicae, in Four Books, with Three Elegies on our Late Queen, being the first Volume, which Contains most of the newest and best of Songs, by the Late Famous Mr. Henry Purcell. The Price of the Volume Stitch't, 5. s.

The Psalms in 4 Parts in Folio. Price stitcht 3 s.

The whole Book of Psalms in 3 Parts, by John Playford, as they are Sung in Churches: Printed for the use of several Masters in most Countries, who teach the same. The 2 Edition in 8o. Price Bound 3. s. 6 d.

The Treasury of Musick, in Folio. The price Bound 10 Shillings.

The new Treasury of Musick, being the best Collection of Song-Books for this 20 years last past. Price Bound 25 s.

The first Part of the Musical Companion, containing Variety of Catches and Songs for 3 and 4 Voices: to which is added several Dialogues for 2, 3, and 4 Voices, in one Volume in Quarto. Price bound 3 s. 6 d.

The Second Book of the Pleasant Musical Companion, being a Choice Collection of Catches in 3 and 4 parts, from the Year 1690, to 1695. To which is added several Songs for two Voices, by Mr. Henry Purcell, and other Eminent Masters. Price Stitcht 2 Shillings.

The Introduction to the Skill of Musick, both Vocal and Instrumental, by J. Playford; the 12th Edition Corrected and Amended, with new Rules for Composing in 2, 3, 4, and 5 Parts, by Mr. H. Purcell. Price bound 2 s.

INSTRƲMENTAL.

Musick's Hand-Maid, in 2 Books, containing Lessons and Instructions for the Harpsichord, or Spinet. Price stitcht of each 2 s. 6 d.

The Dancing-Master, with Directions for Country Dances, with Tunes to each Dance. The 9th. Edition, with 36 new Dances never printed before. Price bound 2 s. 6 d.

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Apollo's Banquet, in 2 Books, containing the newest Tunes, Jiggs, Minuets, Bore's, Sallabrands, Scotch-Tunes, and French-Dances, for the Treble-Violin, most of which are proper to play on the Flute. Price of the first Book stitcht, being the 7th. Edition, with large Additions, 1 s. 6 d.

The Sprightly Companion, being a Collection of the best Foreign MARCHES, now play'd in all Camps. With two Farewells at the Funeral of the late Queen. Price 6 d.

ADVERTISEMENTS.

THere will be speedily Publish'd an Elegy on the Late Mr. Henry Purcell, the Words by Mr. John Dryden, and Sett to Musick by Dr. John Blow.

Proposals are Printed for a Choice Collection of Songs in 1, 2, and 3 Parts, by the Late Famous Mr. Henry Purcell, being formerly Printed in several Volumes, and not to be pur­chas'd under great Rates, some being, out of Print, with several never yet Printed, with a Tho­row-Bass, Figured for the Bass-Viol, Harpsicord, and Spinett.

Several Books of Italian Musick both Vocal and Instrumental lately sent over from Italy.

Oroonoko, a Tragedy by Mr. Southern, Acted at the Theatre Royal, Price stitch't 1. s. 6 d.

A New Comedy Call'd The Lover's Luck. Acted at the Theatre in Little Lincolns-Inn-Feilds, Written by Mr. Dilks, Price 1. s.

The last New Comedy call'd the She Gallants, Price 1 s. 6 d.

A Masque. in the 5th. Act of the Indian Queen.

[...]

Sung by Hymen.

TO Bless the Genial Bed with Cha╌st de╌ ╌lights, to give you hap╌py Days and plea╌sant, pleasant, pleasant pleasant Nights, Lo I ap╌pear to Crown your soft desires, to Crown your so╌ ╌st de╌sires, and with this sa╌cred Torch to Con╌secrate, to Con╌ ╌se╌crate Love's fires, to Con╌ ╌se╌crate Love's fires.

A Song Sung by one of Hymen's followers.

[...] COme all, come all, come, come at my Call; come all, come all, come, come at my Call: Heroes and Lovers come, come a╌way, come, come, come a╌way, come all, come all, and Prai╌se this glo╌ri╌ous Day.

CHORUS.

[...] Come all, come all, and Sing great Hymen's Praise, come all, all, all, and Sing great Hymen's Praise; the God who makes the darkest Nights, ap╌pear more joy╌full, more joy╌ joyfull, and more bright; than thousands, than thousands, than thousands, than thousands of Vic╌╌torious [Page 3] [...] days, than thousands, than thousands, thousands, than thousands of Victorious days.

[...] Come all and Sing great Hymen's Praise, come all, all, all, and Sing great Hymen's Praise; the God who makes the darkest Nights, ap╌pear, ap╌pear more ╌full, and more bright; than thousands, than thou╌sands of Vic╌torious [Page 3] [...] days, than thousands, than thou╌sands of Victorious days.

A Song, Sung to Hymen by a Maried Couple.

[...] I'╌Me glad, I'me glad I have met him,

[...] Let me, let me come at him,

[...] Bane of Passion,

[...] Pleasures Curse,

[...] confounded, confounded in venture of Better for Worse;

[...] confounded in venture of Better for Worse;

[...] you told us in╌deed you'd heap Blessings up╌on us, you made us be╌lieve you, and[Page 4]so, so have un╌done us;

[...] you told us indeed you'd heap Blessings up╌on us, you made us be╌lieve you, and so, so have undone us;

[...] in Railing,

[...] and Wailing,

[...] La╌menting, Re╌penting, we pass all our Days;

[...] La╌menting, Re╌pent╌ing, we pass all our Days;

[...] what Stomach have we, what Stomach have we to Sin╌g, to Sing thy Praise.

[...] what Stomach have we, what Stomach have we to Sin╌g, to Sing thy Praise.

A Song Sung by Hymen.

[...] GOod People, I'de make you all Blest if I cou'd, but he that can do't must be [Page 5] [...] more, more, more, must be more than a God; and though you think now perhaps you are curst, I'le warrant you thought, I'le warrant you thought your selves hap╌ py, hap╌py at first.

Second Song by the Maried Couple.

[...] MY Hony, my Pugg,

[...] My Fetters, my Clogg,

[...] let's tamely jogg on, let's tamely jogg on, jogg on as others have done;

[...] let's tamely jogg on, jogg on as others have done;

[...] And sometimes at quiet,

[...] But oftner strife,

[...] let's tugg, let's tugg the tedious Load, the tedious, tedious load of a Married life;

[...] let's let's tugg the tedious Load, the tedious, tedious Load of a Married life;

[...] let's tugg, let's tugg, let's tugg the tedious Load, the tedious, tedious Load of a Married life.

[...] let's tugg the tedious Load, the tedious, tedious Load of a Mar╌ried life.

Simphony for Flutes, with a Song Sung by Cupid.

[...] [Page 7] [...] THe joys of Wedlock soon are past, but I, if I please, can make e'm, ma╌ke e'm last, can ma╌ ╌ke e'm, ma╌ke e'm, make e'm last: [Page 8] [...] Where Love's a Trade and Hearts are sold, how weak, how weak's the Fire, how soon, how soon, how soon 'tis cold? The flame en╌creases and re╌ [Page 9] [...] ╌fines, where Vertue and where Merit joyns, where Ver╌tue, where Vertue and where Merit joyns, where Ver╌tue, where Vertue and where Merit joyns.

A Song Sune by one of Cupid's followers.

[...] Trumpet. SOund, sound, soun╌d, soun╌d the Trumpet, [Page 10] [...] Sound, sound, soun╌ ╌d the Trumpet; Let Love's subjects know from Heav'ns high, Vault to Erebus to E╌ ╌re╌bus be╌low; that from this [Page 11] [...] hour their Discords, their Dis╌cords all shall cease; Love, Love that can on╌ly, can only do't, will give 'em, will give 'em, (repeat) (repeat) give 'em, (repeat) (repeat) give 'em Peace, give 'em, (repeat) (repeat) (repeat) (repeat) give 'em Peace.

A Song Sung by two of Cupid's followers.

[...] MAke hast, make hast, make hast to put on, to put on Love's Chains, ye Heroes that de╌light, delight in Arms; forsake, for╌sake fond Honours gaudy Charms, forsake, forsake fond Honours gaudy Charms, and joyn, and joyn your Tru╌mpets to our Rural strains. your,

[...] Make hast, make hast, make hast to put on, to put on, to put on Love's Chains, ye Heroes that de╌light, de╌light in Arms; forsake, for╌sake fond Honours gaudy Charms; forsake, forsake fond Honours gaudy Charms; and joyn, and joyn your Tru╌mpets to our Rural strains. your,

CHORUS.

[...] Let loud Renown with all her thousand Tongues, let loud, let loud Re╌nown with all, with all her thousand Tongues, re╌peat no Name, re╌peat no Name, no no, no Name but his in her im╌mortal Songs; repeat no Name no, no, no Name, but his in her im╌mor╌tal, in her im╌mor╌tal Songs; no, no, no Name but his in her im╌mor╌tal, in her im╌mor╌tal Songs.

[...] Let loud Renown with all her thousand Tongues let loud, let loud Re╌nown with all, with all her thousand Tongues, re╌peat no Name, re╌peat no Name, but his, but his in her im╌mor╌tal Songs; re╌peat no Name, no Name but his in her im╌mortal, im╌mor╌tal, im╌mortal Songs; no, no, no Name but his in her im╌mor╌tal, im╌mor╌tal Songs.

The end of the Masqe.

The First Song in the New Play call'd the She Gallants, Sung by Mr. Coper. Sett by Mr. John Eccles.

[...] WHile Phillis does drink, Love and Wine in al╌lyance with Forces u╌nited bid re╌ sistless de╌fiance; by the touch of her Lips the Wine sparkles higher, and her Eyes from her drinking are double the fire: Her Cheeks glow the higher re╌ ╌cruiting their colour, as Flowers by sparkling re╌vive with fresh Odour; his Dart dipt in Wine Love wounds beyond cureing, and the Li╌quor like Oyle makes the flame more en╌du╌ring.

II.
By Cordials of Wine Love is kept from expiring,
And our Mirth is enliven'd by Love and desirng;
Relieving each other the Pleasure is lasting,
And we now are cloy'd yet are ever a Tasting:
Then Phillis begin, let our Raptures abound,
And a Kiss and a Glass be still going round;
Our joys are immortal while thus we remove,
From Love to the Bottle, from the Bottle to Love.

The Second Song in the She Gallants, Sung by Young Laroch a Boy of Seaven Years Old.

[...] SO well Co╌rin╌na likes the joy, She vows shee'l ne╌ver more be coy; She drinks e╌ternal draughts of Pleasure, e╌ternal draughts of Pleasure, e╌ter╌nal draughts will not suffice; Ah! give me more, give me more, give me more, give me more, give me more She cry'd, 'tis all too little, little, little, little, lit╌tle measure, ah! give me more, give me more, give me more, give me [Page 16] [...] give me, give me more She cry'd, 'tis all too little, little, little, little, lit╌tle measure, ah! give me more, give me more, give me more, give me, give me, give me more, She cry'd, 'tis all too little, little, little, little, lit╌tle measure; 'tis all too little, little, little, little, lit╌tle measure.

A Song, Sett by Mr. Daniel Purcell, Sung in Love's Last Shift.

[...] WHat un╌grate╌full De╌vil moves you! Come, come my Friend, the Truth de╌ ╌clare; You Love Sylvia, Sylvia Loves you; why, why then will you Wed the Fair? Marriage-joyning does dis╌co╌ver, but Love-free╌ing joyns for Life: Wou'd you, wou'd you, wou'd you Love the Nymph for ever? Never, never, never, never, never, never let her be your Wife.

Mr. Bomans Song, Acting Goosandelo, in the Lovers Luck.

[...] RIch Mines of hot Love are Roo╌ted here, flashes of flames in my Eyes ap╌pear; when swiftas the Sun, to the Arms of Thetis I run, I run, I run, I run, I run, I run, I run, I run, to seize on my bliss, in the parts where it is, oh! you know, oh! you know, oh! you know where, oh! you know, oh! you know, oh! you know where.

II.
She laid by her Knotting with wond'rous hast,
And took me about my well shap'd Waste;
I envy'd not Jove his Celestial Throne,
Nor all the Gods above while Kisses came on,
And something was done,
Which I know, which I know best.
FINIS.

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