Different in each, yet equal beauty glows,

That, the full moon, and this, the crefcent shows :
Thus, rais'd beneath its parent tree is feen
The laurel fhoot, while, in its early green,
Thick-fprouting leaves and branches are essay'd,
And all the promise of a future fhade.
Or, blooming thus, in happy Pæftan fields,
One common flock two lovely rofes yields;
Mature by vernal dews, this dares display
Its leaves full-blown, and boldly meets the day
That, folded in its tender nonage lies,
A beauteous bud, nor yet admits the skies.

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CANTATA.

SET BY MR. PEPUSCH..

A.I R.

FOOLISH Love! I scorn thy darts

And all thy little wanton arts,

To captivate unmanly hearts.
Shall a woman, proud and coy,
Make me languish for a toy?
Foolish Love! I fcorn thy darts,
And all thy little wanton arts,
To captivate unmanly hearts.

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RECITATIVE.

Thus Strephon mock'd the Power of Love, and

fwore

His freedom he would ftill maintain,

Nor ever wear th' inglorious chain,

Or flavishly adore.

But when Lamira crofs'd the plain,

The fhepherd gaz'd, and thus revers'd his ftrain.

AIR.

Love, I feel thy power divine,

And blushing now my heart refign!

Ye fwains, my folly don't defpile!
But look on fair Lamira's eyes,
Then tell me if you can be wife.
Love, I feel thy power divine,

And blushing now my heart resign!

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WHY, too amorous Hero! why

Doft thou the war forego,

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And fighing tell thy woe?
Can you think that sneaking air
Fit to move th' unpitying fair?
She laughs to fee thee trifle so.
Why, too amorous Hero! why
Doft thou the war forego,

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At Celia's feet to lie,

And fighing tell thy woe?

RECITATIVE.

Cleander heard not this advice,

Nor would his languishing refrain.

But while to Celia once he pray'd in vain,
By chance his image in a glass he spies,

And, blushing at the fight, he grew a man again.
AIR. [With a Trumpet.]

Hark! the trumpet founds to arms!
I come, I come, the warrior cries,
And from fcornful Celia flies,
To court Victoria's charms.
Celia beholds his alter'd brow,
And would regain her lover now.
Hark! the trumpet founds to arms!
I come, I come, the warrior cries,
And from fcornful Celia flies,
To court Victoria's charms.

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ΑΝ

Defcende Cœlo, & dic age tibiâ
Regina longum Calliope melos!
Seu voce nunc mavis acutâ,
Seu fidibus, Cytharâve Phœbi.

HOR.

See, fee!

The mighty power of Harmony!

Behold how foon its charms can chace

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And thrill through every foul, and brighten every

eye!

II.

Proceed, fweet charmer of the ear!

Proceed; and through the mellow flute,

The moving lyre,

And folitary lute,

Melting airs, foft joys infpire:
Airs for drooping Hope to hear,
Melting as a lover's prayer;
Joys to flatter dull Despair,
And foftly footh the amorous fire.

CHORU S.

Melting airs, foft joys inspire:
Airs for drooping Hope to hear,
Melting as a lover's prayer.;

Joys to flatter dull Despair,
And foftly footh the amorous fire.

III.

Now let the sprightly Violin
A louder ftrain begin;

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