GLEE for Four Voices. Dr. ARNE.-Prize, 1769. MAKE haste to meet the gen'rous wine, Whose piercing is for thee delay'd; And artful hands prepare, The fragrant oil that shall perfume thy hair. Fresh roses here, with myrtle twine, Like Daphne all is fair and sweet; But simple all, without deceit, Nor e'er will be. When nectar sparkles from afar, And the free-hearted friend cries, come away; Dr. Arne. CATCH for Three Voices. MR. SPEAKER! though 'tis late, I must lengthen the debate. Question-Order-hear him, hear! BAILDON. Lord Sandwich. GLEE for Three Voices. MARK the merry elves of fairy land, Dr. CALLCOTT, MR. GLEE for Three Voices. will you do us the favour S. WEBBE. To join in a catch? Sir, I'll do my endeavour: GLEE For Three Voices. My ships to fair Sicilia's coast, Dr. CALLCOTT. Have row'd their rapid way; While in their van my well-mann'd barque, Arm'd at the helm myself a host, Rough was the sea, and rude the wind, With frothy fury flew : Deep in the hold the waves were lost, Back to their bed each wave we drove CHORUS. Ah! Harold, &c. What feat of hardihood so bold, On ice with flying scates I fly. Ah! Harold, &c. Can she deny, the blooming maid, How, while my prowess thin'd the host, Fame bade the world each deed approve? Ah! Harold, check thy empty boast, A Russian maiden scorns thy love. Wm. Mason. GLEE for Three Voices. MUSIC's the language of the blest above, No voice but Music's can express S. Webbe. Nor, in just raptures, tell the wond'rous pow'r of love. "Tis Nature's dialect, design'd To charm and to instruct the mind. Music's an universal good, That does dispense its joys around, In all the elegance of sound; To be by men admir'd, by angels understood. Congreve. |