Innocent love in triumph: or, the joys of wedlock made manifest Being a most delightful new play song. No love like that which innocence does crown, On which Hell's daughter Jealousie, can't frown; Nor is it like the smiles that harlots sell, But chast as those who in Elizium dwell; All joys attend it, and all blessings wait, To make fair Celia's long-wish'd joys compleat. To the tune of, The Oxfords bells.

Abstract

Verse - "See how the charming Celia lies,". Printed in four columns with woodcuts at head of each; verses in black letter. Date of publication suggested by Wing: [1672-80]; Philip Brooksby printing in London, 1672-1696. Cf. Plomer. Reproduction of the original in the Bodleian Library.