Attempt to warble backwards too, With their confounded break-tooth words, Might try their skill on beasts and birds, Without a single bed to lie on. For what might please the Greeks and Latins, Then for their instruments-you'll own, Unless they only chose to leave us Those meanest instruments of chiming, Tongs, pokers, marrow-bones, and cleavers, And other followers of Hymen, Basely condemning to the fire The noble pipe, and nobler lyre. Thus pedants, when we come to college, To think what ne'er was thought at Rome, But to conclude-Where'er you range Or to St. James's or the Change, By Music's charms, like those of Circé, All, from the porter to the peer, Or have, or think they have an ear, White Conduit House, and Bagnigge Wells. The Crescent, oblong, or the square, The octagon with sides so small, And Circus with no sides at all; With every angle charm our eyes That e'er the most consummate skil Of great Vauban, or greater Gill, Has form'd for ramparts or minc'd pies. My hand is tir'd, my Muse is mute, So ladies, who have heard our suit, Please to determine the dispute. ODE XVII. THE TROPHY: IN SIX CANTATAS. TO THE HONOR OF HIS ROYAL HIGHNESS WILLIAM DUKE OF CUMBERLAND; Expressing the just Sense of a grateful Nation, in the several Characters of BY BENJAMIN HOADLY, M.D. SET TO MUSIC BY DR. GREENE. 1746. CANTATA I. THE VOLUNTEER. RECITATIVE. DEEP in a forest's shadowy seat, A youth enjoy'd his calm retreat, His drowsy lids, and thus alarm'd his rest: Two rival forms immensely bright Of gay, fantastic, loud, and vain. AIR. Enjoy with me this calm retreat, Dissolv'd in ease thine hours shall flow: With love alone thy heart shall beat, And this be all th' alarms you know : Cares to sooth, and life befriend, Pleasures on your nod attend. CHORUS. Cares to sooth, and life befriend, RECITATIVE. Her decent front straight Honor shew'd, The tumults of her honest breast: |