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<DIV1 TYPE="title page">
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<P>Harmonia Sacra: OR, DIVINE HYMNS AND DIALOGUES.</P>
<P>WITH A THOROW-BASS for the <HI>Theorbo-Lute, Ba&s;s-Viol, Harp&s;ichord,</HI> or <HI>Organ.</HI></P>
<P><HI>Compo&s;ed by the Be&s;t MASTERS.</HI></P>
<P>The WORDS by &s;everal Learned and Pious Per&s;ons.</P>
<P>THE SECOND BOOK.</P>
<Q><L>Angels and Men a&s;&s;i&s;ted by this Art,</L>
<L>May Sing together, though they Dwell apart.</L>
<BIBL><HI>Mr.</HI> Waller <HI>of</HI> Divine Poe&s;ie.</BIBL></Q>
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<P>IMPRIMATUR,</P>
<CLOSER><SIGNED>GUIL. LANCASTER.</SIGNED> <DATELINE><DATE><HI>Julii</HI> 1^o. 1693.</DATE></DATELINE></CLOSER>
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<P>In the <HI>SAVOY:</HI> Printed by Edward Jones, for Henry Playford at his Shop near the <HI>Temple</HI> Church, and at his Hou&s;e over-again&s;t the <HI>Blue-Ball</HI> in <HI>Arundel-Street</HI> in the <HI>Strand:</HI> Where al&s;o the <HI>Fir&s;t Book</HI> may be had. MDCXCIII.</P>
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<HEAD>Harmonia Sacra.</HEAD>
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<DIV1 TYPE="dedication">
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<HEAD>To the Reverend HENRY ALDRICH, D.D. Dean of <HI>Chri&s;t-Church,</HI> and Vice-Chancellor of the Univer&s;ity of <HI>OXFORD.</HI></HEAD>
<OPENER><SALUTE>SIR,</SALUTE></OPENER>
<P>THIS is the Greate&s;t Thing that I can do, for the Excellent <HI>Mu&s;ick, Poetry,</HI> and <HI>Piety</HI> of the&s;e Papers; it has been my Care indeed to &s;ave them from Oblivion, but they are Indebted to me now much more, for the Defence and Ornament of Your Name.</P>
<P>In Addre&s;&s;es of this kind, Men are u&s;ually &s;o far from &s;uiting the Subject of their Treati&s;es to the Qualifications of the Per&s;ons they Apply to, that we may &s;hortly expect to &s;ee <HI>Mu&s;ick</HI> Dedicated to the Deaf, as well as <HI>Poetry</HI> to Aldermen, and <HI>Prayer-Books</HI> to Athei&s;ts; and though generally it is a difficult matter to find a <HI>Worthy Patron</HI> for any One of the&s;e Excellencies, yet we happily find them all lodg'd in your &s;elf. It has indeed been very &s;eldom known &s;ince the Royal Prophet's Time, that any Single Man has been thus Qualified, but they All meet &s;o Eminently in You, (not to mention tho&s;e other Great Advantages, which di&s;tingui&s;h You from the re&s;t of the World,) that had it been po&s;&s;ible for me to have been at a Lo&s;s to whom I &s;hould have Addre&s;&s;ed my &s;elf, Thou&s;ands would have named You in the &s;ame In&s;tant.</P>
<P>To make this <HI>Collection</HI> Compleat, and that it might con&s;i&s;t of &s;ome of the be&s;t Foreign Hands as well as our own, I have at the End in&s;erted &s;ome of <HI>Gratiano</HI>'s and <HI>Cari&s;&s;ime</HI>'s Compo&s;itions, which you, with the re&s;t of the ju&s;t Judges of <HI>Mu&s;ick,</HI> &s;o much E&s;teem.</P>
<P>Pardon me then, Sir, if I pre&s;ume to beg Your Protection for the&s;e Papers, 'tis the utmo&s;t of my Fidelity and Love to my Charge; and I &s;hall now have the Glory of Providing Better for other Men's Works, than ever the Fonde&s;t Author could do for His Own. I am,</P>
<CLOSER><SALUTE>SIR,</SALUTE>
<SIGNED>Your mo&s;t Humble Servant, <HI>Henry Playford.</HI></SIGNED></CLOSER>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="poem">
<PB REF="4">
<HEAD>To Dr. <HI>John Blow,</HI> and Mr. <HI>Henry Purcell,</HI> upon the Fir&s;t and Second Books of <HI>HARMONIA SACRA.</HI></HEAD>
<L>WHen Sacred Numbers, and Immortal Lays,</L>
<L>Joyn'd to Record the Great Almighty's Prai&s;e.</L>
<L>Indulgent Heav'n the Poet did in&s;pire</L>
<L>With Lofty <HI>Song</HI> to fill the Tuneful Lyre.</L>
<L>Thus when of Old, from <HI>Egypt</HI>'s fruitful Land</L>
<L>God brought forth <HI>Mo&s;es</HI> by a mighty Hand,</L>
<L>His joyful Tongue with untaught Numbers flow'd,</L>
<L>Th'unu&s;ual <HI>Harmony</HI> its Author &s;how'd.</L>
<L>The Sea divided as he pa&s;s'd along,</L>
<L>Retreating back at his Triumphant Song.</L>
<L>When <HI>David</HI>'s Hand upon his Harp was found,</L>
<L>Heav'n &s;oon Repenting, li&s;ten'd to the Sound.</L>
<L>And &s;truggling Nature chang'd her wonted Cour&s;e,</L>
<L>Unab<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">e to re<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">i&s;t his <HI>Mu&s;ick</HI>'s Sacred Force.</L>
<L>His Prince's Rage this taught him to Controul,</L>
<L>And Tune the Di&s;cords of his Troubled Soul.</L>
<L>Not Fabled <HI>Orpheus,</HI> or <HI>Amphion</HI>'s Ver&s;e,</L>
<L>Can &s;uch amazing Prodigies rehear&s;e.</L>
<L>We <HI>here</HI> the My&s;tic Art may learn t'u<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">fold,</L>
<L>And feel the Wonders which we there are told.</L>
<L>No Cloudy Pa&s;&s;ions can our Brea&s;ts invade,</L>
<L>When <HI>Sacred Harmony</HI> di&s;pels the Shade.</L>
<L>Here &s;prightly Numbers rai&s;e our heighten'd Zeal,</L>
<L>And Charming Sounds Seraphic Joys reveal.</L>
<L>Each Skilful Hand and Tongue at once con&s;pire</L>
<L>With Strings and Voice to make a Tuneful Choir:</L>
<L>Whil&s;t mighty Joys the Ravi&s;h'd Sen&s;es wound,</L>
<L>And the Soul labours with th'In&s;piring Sound.</L>
<L>Whither aloft it Tow'rs <HI>I&s;aiah</HI>'s Flight,</L>
<L>Wing'd by Devotion to the greate&s;t Height;</L>
<L>Or Mourning with the <HI>Royal Prophet</HI> lies,</L>
<L>And Weeps <HI>Jeru&s;alem</HI>'s ju&s;t Mi&s;eries;</L>
<L>Or loves &s;weet <HI>Sion</HI>'s beauteous Joys to tell,</L>
<L>"Where God him&s;elf chiefly delights to dwell;</L>
<L>Such lofty Mea&s;ures, Notes &s;o &s;weet, &s;o &s;trong,</L>
<L>Exalt the Numbers, and Improve the Song.</L>
<L><NOTE PLACE="marg"><HI>Dr.</HI> John Blow, <HI>and Mr.</HI> Henry Purcell.</NOTE>Hail mighty Pair! Of <HI>Jubal</HI>'s Sacred Art,</L>
<L>The greate&s;t Glory! &mdash;</L>
<L>Not skilful <HI>A&s;aph</HI> under&s;tood &s;o well,</L>
<L>And <HI>Heman</HI> vainly labour'd to Excel.</L>
<L>Where e'er the Go&s;pel's Sacred Page is &s;ung,</L>
<L>Where e'er great <HI>David</HI>'s Tuneful Harp is <HI>&s;trung,</HI></L>
<L>Each Sacred Ver&s;e &s;hall your Ju&s;t Glories rai&s;e,</L>
<L>Each dancing String &s;hall Eccho forth your Prai&s;e.</L>
<L>The Church as yet could never boa&s;t but Two</L>
<L>Of all the Tuneful Race, from <HI>Jubal</HI> down to <HI>You.</HI></L>
<CLOSER><SIGNED><HI>H. SACHEVERELL,</HI> of <HI>Magd. Coll. Oxon.</HI></SIGNED></CLOSER>
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<DIV1 TYPE="poem">
<PB REF="4">
<HEAD>To his unknown Friend, Mr. <HI>Henry Purcell,</HI> upon his Excellent Compo&s;itions in the Fir&s;t and Second Books of <HI>HARMONIA SACRA.</HI></HEAD>
<LG>
<L>LOng had Dark Ignorance our I&s;le o'er&s;pread,</L>
<L>Our <HI>Mu&s;ick</HI> and our <HI>Poetry</HI> lay dead:</L>
<L>But the dull Malice of a Barb'rous Age,</L>
<L>Fell mo&s;t &s;evere on <HI>David</HI>'s Sacred Page;</L>
<L>To wound his Sen&s;e, and quench his Heav'n-born Fire,</L>
<L>Three dull Tran&s;lators lewdly did con&s;pire.</L>
<L>In holy Dogg'rel, and low-chiming Pro&s;e,</L>
<L>The King and Poet they at once Depo&s;e.</L>
<L>Vainly he did th' unrighteous Change bemoan,</L>
<L>And langui&s;h'd in vile Numbers not his own:</L>
<L>Nor &s;top'd his U&s;age here &mdash;</L>
<L>For what e&s;cap'd in <HI>Wi&s;dom</HI>'s ancient Rhimes,</L>
<L>Was murder'd o'er and o'er by the <HI>Compo&s;er</HI>'s <HI>Chimes.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>What Prai&s;es, <HI>Purcell,</HI> to thy Skill are due;</L>
<L>Who ha&s;t to <HI>Judah</HI>'s Monarch been &s;o True?</L>
<L>By thee he moves our Hearts, by thee he Reigns,</L>
<L>By thee &s;hakes off his old Inglorious Chains,</L>
<L>And &s;ees new Honours done to his Immortal Strains.</L>
<L>Not <HI>Italy,</HI> the Mother of each Art,</L>
<L>Did e'er a Ju&s;ter, Happier Son impart.</L>
<L>In thy Performance we with Wonder find</L>
<L><HI>Ba&s;&s;ani</HI>'s Genius to <HI>Corelli</HI>'s joyn'd.</L>
<L>Sweetne&s;s combin'd with Maje&s;ty, prepares</L>
<L>To rai&s;e Devotion with In&s;piring Airs.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thus I unknown my Gratitude expre&s;s,</L>
<L>And con&s;cious Gratitude could pay no le&s;s.</L>
<L>This Tribute from each <HI>Briti&s;h Mu&s;e</HI> is due,</L>
<L>Our whole Poetic Tribe's oblig'd to you.</L>
<L>For where the Author's &s;canty Words have fail'd,</L>
<L>Your happier Graces, <HI>Purcell,</HI> have prevail'd.</L>
<L>And &s;urely none but you with equal Ea&s;e</L>
<L>Could add to <HI>David,</HI> and make <HI>Durfy</HI> plea&s;e.</L>
</LG>
<CLOSER><SIGNED>T. BROWN.</SIGNED></CLOSER>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="poem">
<HEAD>To my Worthy Friend Mr. <HI>Henry Playford,</HI> upon his <HI>HARMONIA SACRA.</HI></HEAD>
<L><HI>MU&s;ick</HI> and <HI>Ver&s;e</HI> have been abus'd too long,</L>
<L>Idly to furni&s;h out &s;ome Wanton <HI>Song;</HI></L>
<L>To varni&s;h Vice, to make loo&s;e Folly &s;hine,</L>
<L>And gild the vain Delights of Love, or Wine:</L>
<L>Both Heav'nly-born, but both con&s;train'd to fall</L>
<L>So far below their great Original,</L>
<L>The Erring World, not knowing how to trace</L>
<L>Through Vile Employments their Cele&s;tial Race.</L>
<L>Suppos'd their Birth was, as their Office, Ba&s;e.</L>
<L>Re&s;cu'd by you, they have again put on</L>
<L>Tho&s;e Glorious Rays with which at fir&s;t they &s;hone;</L>
<L>A&s;&s;ert their Native Honour; and excite,</L>
<L>With awful Plea&s;ure, Rev'rence, and Delight:</L>
<L>Here no loud Rant, no wild ungovern'd Strain,</L>
<L>Invokes plump <HI>Bacchus,</HI> and his &s;ordid Train;</L>
<L>Here no fond Couplet kindles am'rous Fires,</L>
<L>No melting Note gives Birth to loo&s;e De&s;ires:</L>
<L>Each Air, each Line, which in this Work appear,</L>
<L>Angels may fitly Sing, and Saints may hear.</L>
<L>Go on, my Friend; &s;et Sacred <HI>Mu&s;ick</HI> free</L>
<L>From Scandal, and more Sacred <HI>Poetry:</HI></L>
<L>Publi&s;h'd by You, with double Grace they &s;hine,</L>
<L>Lovely and Grave, Harmonious and Divine.</L>
<CLOSER><SIGNED>By an Unknown Hand.</SIGNED></CLOSER>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="index">
<PB REF="5">
<HEAD>A TABLE of the <HI>Divine Hymns</HI> and <HI>Dialogues</HI> contain'd in this Second Book.</HEAD>
<LIST>
<HEAD>A.</HEAD>
<ITEM>AWake, my Drow&s;ie Soul, <HI>Page. 7</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM>All Prai&s;e to thee, my God, <HI>Page. 29</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM>Ah! Son of <HI>David,</HI> Help! help! (A Dialogue.) <HI>Page. 34</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Audite Sancti, Audite Ju&s;ti, Page. 59</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM>Awake, ye Dead, <HI>Page. 71</HI></ITEM>
</LIST>
<LIST>
<HEAD>B.</HEAD>
<ITEM>Begin the Song, and &s;trike, <HI>Page. 12</HI></ITEM>
</LIST>
<LIST>
<HEAD>I.</HEAD>
<ITEM><HI>Jehovah</HI> Reigns, <HI>Page. 4</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM>In Guilty Night, (A Paraphra&s;e.) <HI>Page. 40</HI></ITEM>
</LIST>
<LIST>
<HEAD>L.</HEAD>
<ITEM><HI>Lord, what is Man, lo&s;t Man,</HI> Page. 1</ITEM>
<ITEM>Lucifer Caele&s;tis olim, Page. 67</ITEM>
</LIST>
<LIST>
<HEAD>M.</HEAD>
<ITEM>My op'ning Eyes are purg'd, <HI>Page. 9</HI></ITEM>
</LIST>
<LIST>
<HEAD>O.</HEAD>
<ITEM>O mi&s;erable Man! <HI>Page. 18</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM>O mighty GOD! <HI>Page. 25</HI></ITEM>
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<LIST>
<HEAD>T.</HEAD>
<ITEM>Tell me, &s;ome Pitying Angel, <HI>Page. 5</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM>The Night is come, <HI>Page. 23</HI></ITEM>
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<LIST>
<HEAD>V.</HEAD>
<ITEM>Venite Pa&s;tores ad Sacros, Page. 49</ITEM>
<ITEM>Velut Palma, velut Ro&s;a, Page. 54</ITEM>
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<DIV1 TYPE="publisher's advertisement">
<HEAD>A Catalogue of Vocal and In&s;trumental MUSICK, mo&s;t of which are newly Reprinted for <HI>Henry Playford</HI> at his Shop near the <HI>Temple</HI> Church.</HEAD>
<P><HI>HARMONIA SACRA,</HI> the fir&s;t Book, being a Collection of <HI>Divine Hymns</HI> and <HI>Dia|logues;</HI> Set to Mu&s;ick by Dr. <HI>John Blow,</HI> Mr. <HI>Henry Purcell,</HI> and other Eminent Ma&s;ters. <HI>Cantica Sacra,</HI> the fir&s;t and &s;econd Books, being Anthems in three and four Parts in <HI>Latin</HI> and <HI>Engli&s;h.</HI> The <HI>P&s;alms</HI> to Mu&s;ick in four Parts, in Folio. The four Choice Books of <HI>Ayres</HI> and <HI>Dialogues.</HI> The four Books of the <HI>Theatre of Mu&s;ick.</HI> The &s;ix Books of the <HI>Banquet of Mu&s;ick.</HI> The fir&s;t and &s;econd Books of <HI>Catches.</HI></P>
<P>The fir&s;t and &s;econd Books of <HI>Apollo's Banquet,</HI> being Collections of the Newe&s;t Tunes for the <HI>Treble-Violin.</HI> The fir&s;t and &s;econd Parts of the <HI>Divi&s;ion-Violin,</HI> containing the newe&s;t Grounds for the <HI>Violin.</HI> The fir&s;t and &s;econd <HI>Con&s;orts</HI> of Mr. <HI>Farmer</HI>'s <HI>Mu&s;ick,</HI> in four Parts. A <HI>Con&s;ort</HI> of <HI>Mu&s;ick</HI> in three Parts, by Mr. <HI>John Lenton,</HI> and Mr. <HI>Tho. Tollet.</HI> The <HI>Dancing-Ma&s;ter,</HI> with Tunes to each Dance, and Directions for <HI>Country-Dancing;</HI> the Eighth Edition. The <HI>Introduction</HI> to the <HI>Skill of Mu&s;ick;</HI> the Twelfth Edition. A <HI>Table</HI> Engraven on <HI>Copper,</HI> &s;hewing any <HI>Note</HI> within the Compa&s;s of the <HI>Ba&s;s-Viol;</HI> very Beneficial to <HI>Young Practitioners</HI> on that <HI>In&s;trument.</HI></P>
<P>&rindx; Likewi&s;e there is to be &s;old at the &s;ame place, a large Imperial <HI>BIBLE</HI> with Sculptures, fit for any Cathedral or Chapel Price bound 10<HI>l.</HI></P>
<P>&rindx; Al&s;o all &s;orts of <HI>Ruled Paper</HI> and <HI>Ruled Books,</HI> with <HI>Songs</HI> and <HI>Tunes</HI> fairly Prick'd, and <HI>Books</HI> on all other Subjects, are &s;old at the &s;ame Place.</P>
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<DIV1 TYPE="song">
<PB N="1" REF="5" MS="y">
<HEAD>A DIVINE HYMN.</HEAD>
<BYLINE>Words by Dr. <HI>William Fuller,</HI> formerly Lord Bi&s;hop of <HI>Lincoln.</HI></BYLINE>
<BYLINE>Set by Mr. <HI>Henry Purcell.</HI></BYLINE>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> _LOrd, what is Man, lo&s;t Man, that thou &s;hould'&s;t be &s;o mindful of him! Lord, what is Man, lo&s;t Man, that thou &s;hould'&s;t be &s;o mind&spcDash;ful of him! that the Son of God for&s;ook his Glo&spcDash;ry, his A&spcDash;bode, to be&spcDash;come a poor tor&spcDash;ment&spcDash;ed Man! Lord, what is Man, lo&s;t, lo&s;t Man, that thou &s;hould'&s;t be &s;o mindful of him! that the Son of God for&spcDash;&s;ook his Glo&spcDash;ry, his A|bode,
<PB REF="6"><GAP DESC="music"> to be&spcDash;come a poor tor&spcDash;ment&spcDash;ed Man! the De&spcDash;i&spcDash;ty was &s;hrunk in&spcDash;to a Span, and that for me, for me, O wond'rous Love! for me, and that for me, for me, O wond'rous Love! for me. Reveal, re|veal, ye Glo&spcDash;rious Spirits, when ye knew, the way the Son of God took to renew lo&s;t Man, your vacant Places to &s;upply; ble&s;t Spirits tell, tell, which, which did Excel, which was more prevalent, your Joy&mdash;, or your A&s;toni&s;hment;
<PB N="2" REF="6"><GAP DESC="music"> that Man &s;hou'd be a&s;&s;um'd in&spcDash;to the De&spcDash;i&spcDash;ty, that for a Worm a God &s;hou'd die, that for a Worm a God &s;hou'd die. Oh! Oh! for a Quill, Oh! Oh! for a Quill drawn from your Wing, to write the Prai&s;es, the Prai&s;es, to write the Prai&s;es, the Prai&spcDash;&s;es of th' E&spcDash;ter&spcDash;nal Love; Oh! Oh! for a Voice, Oh! Oh! for a Voice like yours, to &s;ing that Anthem here, which once, which o&spcDash;nce you &s;ung, you &s;ung a&spcDash;bove: Oh! Oh! for a
<PB REF="7"><GAP DESC="music"> Voice like yours, to &s;ing that Anthem here, which once you &s;u&spcDash;ng, you &s;ung a&spcDash;bove. <HI>Hal&spcDash;le&spcDash;lu&spcDash;jah, Hal&spcDash;le|lu&spcDash;jah, Hal&spcDash;le&spcDash;lu&spcDash;jah, Hal&spcDash;le&spcDash;lu&spcDash;jah, Hal&spcDash;le&spcDash;lu&spcDash;jah, Hal&spcDash;le&spcDash;lu&spcDash;jah, Hal&spcDash;le|lu&spcDash;jah, Hal&spcDash;le&spcDash;lu&spcDash;jah, Hal&spcDash;le&spcDash;lu&spcDash;jah, Hal&spcDash;le&spcDash;lu&spcDash;jah, Hal&spcDash;le&spcDash;lu&spcDash;jah, Hal&spcDash;le&spcDash;lu&spcDash;jah, Hal&spcDash;le&spcDash;lu&spcDash;jah, Hal&spcDash;le&spcDash;lu&spcDash;jah, Hal&spcDash;le&spcDash;lu&spcDash;jah,
<PB N="3" REF="7"><GAP DESC="music"> Hal&spcDash;le&spcDash;lu&spcDash;jah, Hal&spcDash;le&spcDash;lu&spcDash;jah, Hal&spcDash;le&spcDash;lu&spcDash;jah, Hal&spcDash;le|lu&spcDash;jah, Hal&spcDash;le&spcDash;lu&spcDash;jah, Hal&spcDash;le&spcDash;lu&spcDash;jah, Hal&spcDash;le&spcDash;lu&spcDash;jah, Hal&spcDash;le&spcDash;lu&spcDash;jah, Hal&spcDash;le&spcDash;lu&spcDash;jah, Hal&spcDash;le&spcDash;lu&spcDash;jah, Hal&spcDash;le&spcDash;lu&spcDash;jah.</HI> </P>
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<DIV1 TYPE="song">
<PB REF="8">
<HEAD>A Divine HYMN.</HEAD>
<BYLINE>Set by Mr. <HI>Barrincloe.</HI></BYLINE>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> <HI>_J&spcDash;E&spcDash;ho&spcDash;vah</HI> Reigns, <HI>Je&spcDash;ho&spcDash;vah</HI> Reigns, let Heav'n re&spcDash;joyce, let Heav'n re|joy&spcDash;ce, joy&spcDash;ful Earth ex&spcDash;a&spcDash;lt her Voice; let Dancing Billows roa&spcDash;r, let Eccho's an&s;wer, Ec&spcDash;cho's an&s;wer from the Shoar: Let Tri&spcDash;um&spcDash;phant Joys go rou&spcDash;nd, let Tri&spcDash;um&spcDash;phant
<PB N="4" REF="8"><GAP DESC="music"> Joys go rou&spcDash;nd, He comes, he comes with Glo&spcDash;ry crown'd, he comes, he comes with Glo&spcDash;ry crown'd, with Glo&spcDash;ry crown'd; To Judge the Earth, the World to Sway, and his Truth, and his Truth to Me&spcDash;n Di&s;play. </P>
<STAGE>&rindx; <HI>The Notes with this Mark over them are to be &s;ung Demi&s;emiquavers.</HI></STAGE>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="song">
<PB REF="9">
<HEAD>The Ble&s;&s;ed Virgin's <HI>EXPOSTULATION;</HI> When our Saviour (at Twelve Years of Age) had with|drawn him&s;elf, <HI>&amp;c. Luke 2. v. 42.</HI></HEAD>
<BYLINE>Words by <HI>Nat. Tate</HI> E&s;q</BYLINE>
<BYLINE>Set by Mr. <HI>Henry Purcell.</HI></BYLINE>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> _TELL me, tell me, &s;ome, &s;ome Pi&spcDash;ty&spcDash;ing An&spcDash;gel, tell quickly, quickly, quickly &s;ay, Where, where does my Soul's &s;wee&spcDash;t Darling Stray, in Tygers, or more cru&spcDash;el, more cru&spcDash;el, cruel <HI>Herod</HI>'s way? Ah! Ah&spcDash;! ra&spcDash;ther, ra&spcDash;ther let his lit&spcDash;tle, lit&spcDash;tle Foot-&s;teps pre&s;s un&spcDash;re&spcDash;gar&spcDash;ded throu&spcDash;gh the Wilderne&s;s, where mild&spcDash;er,
<PB N="5" REF="9"><GAP DESC="music"> milder, where milder Sal&spcDash;va&spcDash;ges re&s;ort, the De&s;art's &s;afer, the De&s;art's &s;afer than a Ty&spcDash;rant's Court. Why, why, faire&s;t Object of my Love, why, why do&s;t thou from my longing Eyes re&spcDash;move? Was it, was it a Waking Dream, that did fore-tell thy Wondrous Birth, thy Wondrous, Wond&spcDash;rous, Wondrous Birth? No Vi&spcDash;&s;ion, no, no, no, no, no Vi&spcDash;&s;ion from a&spcDash;bove? Where's <HI>Ga&spcDash;briel,</HI> where's
<PB REF="10"><GAP DESC="music"> <HI>Gabriel</HI> now, that vi&spcDash;&s;it&spcDash;ed my Cell? I call, I call, I call, I call, I call <HI>Ga&spcDash;briel! Ga&spcDash;briel! Ga&spcDash;briel! Ga&spcDash;briel!</HI> he comes not: Where's <HI>Ga&spcDash;briel</HI> now, that vi&spcDash;&s;it&spcDash;ed my Cell? I call, I call, I call <HI>Ga&spcDash;briel! Gabriel! Gabriel! Gabriel!</HI> he comes not; flatt'ring, flatt'ring Hopes, fare|wel, fare&spcDash;wel, fare&spcDash;wel, flatt'ring Hopes, fare&spcDash;wel. Me <HI>Ju&spcDash;dah</HI>'s Daughters on&spcDash;ce Care&s;s'd, Call'd me of Mo&spcDash;thers, the
<PB N="6" REF="10"><GAP DESC="music"> mo&s;t, the mo&s;t, the mo&spcDash;&s;t Ble&s;s'd; call'd me of Mothers, the mo&s;t, the mo&s;t, the mo&s;t, the mo&spcDash;&s;t Ble&s;s'd. Now fa&spcDash;tal Change, now fa&spcDash;tal Change of Mothers, of Mo&spcDash;thers mo&s;t, mo&s;t Di&spcDash;&s;tre&s;s'd, of Mo&spcDash;thers mo&s;t, mo&s;t Di&spcDash;&s;tre&s;s'd, How, how, how &s;hall my Soul its Mo&spcDash;tions guide? How, how, how &s;hall my Soul its Mo&spcDash;tions
<PB REF="11"><GAP DESC="music"> guide? guide? How, how, how, how &s;hall I &s;tem, how &s;hall I &s;tem the va&spcDash;rious, various Tide, whil&s;t Faith and Doubt my Lab'&spcDash;ring <STAGE>How, <HI>&amp;c.</HI></STAGE> Soul di&spcDash;vide? &spcDash;vide? For whil&s;t of thy dear, dear Sight beguil'd, I tru&s;t the God, but Oh! I fear, but Oh&spcDash;! Oh! I fear the Child: </P>
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<DIV1 TYPE="song">
<PB N="7" REF="11">
<HEAD>A Divine HYMN. A. <HI>2.</HI> Voc.</HEAD>
<BYLINE>Set by Mr. <HI>Robert King.</HI></BYLINE>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> _A&spcDash;wake, awake, awake, my Drow&s;ie Soul, a|ri&s;e, _A&spcDash;wake, a&spcDash;wake, awake, my Drow&s;ie Soul, a|ri&s;e, and hear thy Great, thy Great Cre&spcDash;a&spcDash;tor's Voice; and hear thy Great, and hear thy Great, thy Great Cre&spcDash;a&spcDash;tor's Voice; A|wake, A&spcDash;wake, a&spcDash;wake, a&spcDash;wake, my Drow&s;ie Soul, a&spcDash;ri&s;e, and hear, and hear, a&spcDash;wake, a&spcDash;wake, my Drow&s;ie Soul, a&spcDash;ri&s;e, and hear, and and hear thy Great, thy Great Cre&spcDash;a&spcDash;tor's Voice; Loud as the hear, and hear thy Great Cre&spcDash;a&spcDash;tor's Voice; Loud as the La&s;t Great Trump he
<PB REF="12"><GAP DESC="music"> La&s;t Great Trump he cries, loud as the La&s;t Great Trump, the La&spcDash;&s;t cries, loud as the La&s;t Great Trump he cries, the La&spcDash;&s;t Great Trump he cries, Awake to E&spcDash;ver&spcDash;la&s;t&spcDash;ing Great Trump he cries, A&spcDash;wake to E&spcDash;ver&spcDash;la&s;t&spcDash;ing Joys, A&spcDash;wake to E&spcDash;ver&spcDash;la&s;t&spcDash;ing Joys, A&spcDash;wake to E&spcDash;ver&spcDash;la&s;t&spcDash;ing, E&spcDash;ver&spcDash;la&s;t&spcDash;ing Joys, to E&spcDash;ver&spcDash;la&s;t&spcDash;ing Joys. Joys, A&spcDash;wake to E&spcDash;ver&spcDash;la&s;t&spcDash;ing Joys, to E&spcDash;ver&spcDash;la&s;t&spcDash;ing Joys. Prepare for long Tri&spcDash;um&spcDash;phant Bli&s;s, Tri&spcDash;um&spcDash;phant Prepare for long Triumphant Bli&s;s, for long Tri&spcDash;um&spcDash;phant
<PB N="8" REF="12"><GAP DESC="music"> Bli&s;s, for long Tri&spcDash;um&spcDash;phant Bli&s;s, prepare for long Tri&spcDash;um&spcDash;phant Bli&s;s, for long Triumphant Bli&s;s, prepare for long Triumphant Bli&s;s, for long Triumphant Bli&s;s, pre&spcDash;pare for long Tri&spcDash;um&spcDash;phant Bli&s;s, prepare for long Tri&spcDash;um&spcDash;phant Bli&s;s, pre&spcDash;pare for long Tri&spcDash;um&spcDash;phant Bli&s;s; Bli&s;s, pre&spcDash;pare for long Tri&spcDash;um&spcDash;phant Bli&s;s; To Reign with him who chang'd thy Doom, to Reign with him, who was, and To Reign with him who chang'd thy Doom, to Reign with him, who was, and
<PB REF="13"><GAP DESC="music"> is, who was, and is to come; who was, who was, who was, who was, and is, who was, and is to come; and is, and is, and is, who was, and is, and is to come: To Reign with him, who was, and is, who was, and is, and is to is, and is to come: To Reign with him, who was, and is, and is to come; who was, who was, who was, and is, and is to come; who was, who was, come; and is, and is, and is, and is to come; and is, and who was, and is, and is to come. is, who was, and is to come. </P>
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<DIV1 TYPE="song">
<PB N="9" REF="13">
<HEAD>A Divine Song on the <HI>PASSION</HI> of our <HI>SAVIOUR.</HI></HEAD>
<STAGE>Slow</STAGE>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> _M&spcDash;Y op'ning Eyes are purg'd, and lo! a di&s;mal Scene of mighty <STAGE>&rindx; <HI>The Notes with this Mark * over them are to be &s;ung Demi&s;emiquavers.</HI></STAGE> Woe! a di&s;&spcDash;mal Scene of migh&spcDash;ty Woe! What is't I &s;ee? Mankind's Re|deemer &s;tre&spcDash;tch'd up&spcDash;on the Cur&s;ed Tree, up&spcDash;on the Cur&s;ed Tree; with gha&s;tly Wounds his Bo&spcDash;dy torn, his Limbs with ruder Scour&spcDash;ges worn; no room for Doubt; A&spcDash;las! A&spcDash;las! 'tis He! See, my Soul, the Purple Pride, that a|dorns his Thorny Crown; &s;ee, &s;ee the Streams that ha&s;te to meet another head&spcDash;long bloody
<PB N="10" REF="14"><GAP DESC="music"> Tide, from his Hands, and from his Side, to his no le&s;s wounded Feet, trickling down, trickling down; See, &s;ee the Streams trick&spcDash;ling down, trick&spcDash;ling down; &s;ee, &s;ee the Streams, &s;ee the Streams trickling down. Look, look how the meriting Drops gu&s;h out from their wide Wound; My&s;terious Drops of mighty Price, My&s;terious Drops of mighty Price, My&s;terious Drops of mighty Price, each, each an offending World's &s;ufficient Sacrifice; Like common Gore they &s;tain the blu&s;hing Earth around, from all his empti'd Veins they
<PB N="11" REF="14"><GAP DESC="music"> flo&spcDash;w, from all his empti'd Veins they flo&spcDash;w, from all his empti'd Veins they flo&spcDash;w: Profu&s;e, and Pro&spcDash;di&spcDash;gal, as worthle&s;s Streams; Ah &s;ee 'em how they fall! Ah &s;ee 'em how they fall! Ah &s;ee 'em how they fall! Profu&s;e, and Pro&spcDash;di&spcDash;gal, as worthle&s;s Streams; Ah &s;ee 'em how they fall! Ah &s;ee 'em how they fa&spcDash;ll! Ah &s;ee 'em, &s;ee 'em how they fa&spcDash;ll! Ah &s;ee 'em how they fall! </P>
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<DIV1 TYPE="song">
<PB N="12" REF="15">
<HEAD>The <HI>RESURRECTION,</HI> out of Mr. <HI>Cowley</HI>'s <HI>Pindaricks.</HI></HEAD>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> _BEgin the Song, and Strike the Li&spcDash;ving Lyre, Lo, how the Year's to come, a nu&spcDash;me&spcDash;rous and well fit&spcDash;ted Quire; all Hand in Hand do de&spcDash;cent&spcDash;ly advance, do de&spcDash;cent&spcDash;ly, do de&spcDash;cent&spcDash;ly advance, and to my Song with &s;moo&spcDash;th and e&spcDash;qual Mea&s;ures dance: Whil&s;t the dance la&s;ts, how lo&spcDash;ng &s;o&spcDash;e'er it be, my Mu&s;ick's Voice, my Mu&spcDash;&s;ick's Voice &s;hall bear it com&spcDash;pa&spcDash;ny, till
<PB N="13" REF="15"><GAP DESC="music"> all gen&spcDash;tle Notes be drown'd, in the La&s;t Trum&spcDash;pet's dreadful Sound; that to the Sphears them&s;elves &s;hall Si&spcDash;lence bring, un&spcDash;tune the U&spcDash;ni&spcDash;ver&spcDash;&s;al String: Then all the wide extended Sky, and all th'Har&spcDash;mo&spcDash;nious World on high, and <HI>Virgil</HI>'s Sa&spcDash;cred Work &s;hall die: And he him&s;elf &s;hall &s;ee in one Fi&spcDash;re &s;hine, rich Nature's ancient <HI>Troy,</HI> though bui&spcDash;lt by Hands Divine; whom Thu&spcDash;n&spcDash;der's di&s;mal Noi&s;e, and all the
<PB N="14" REF="16"><GAP DESC="music"> Prophets and A&spcDash;po&spcDash;&s;tles lou&spcDash;der &s;pake, and all the Creatures plain con&spcDash;&s;pi&spcDash;ring Voice could not, whil&s;t they liv'd, awake: This mightier Sou&spcDash;nd &s;hall make when Dead to a&spcDash;ri&s;e, and o&spcDash;pen Tombs, and open Eyes, to the long Sluggards of Five thou&s;and Years; this mightier Sou&spcDash;nd, this mightier Sou&spcDash;nd &s;hall make its Hearers Ears. Then &s;hall the &s;cat&spcDash;ter'd Atoms crowding, come back to their ancient Home; Some from
<PB N="15" REF="16"><GAP DESC="music"> Birds, from Fi&s;hes &s;ome, &s;ome from Earth, and &s;ome from Seas, &s;ome from Bea&s;ts, and &s;ome from Trees; &s;ome de&spcDash;&s;ce&spcDash;nd from Clouds on high, &s;ome from Me&spcDash;tals upward fly; &s;ome de&spcDash;&s;ce&spcDash;nd from Clouds on high, &s;ome from Metals up&spcDash;ward fly. And where th'at&spcDash;ten&spcDash;ding Soul naked and &s;hi&spcDash;ve&spcDash;ring &s;tands, meer, &s;alute, and joyn their Hands; as di&spcDash;&s;pers'd Soldiers at the Trum&spcDash;pets Call, ha&spcDash;&s;t to their Colours all; un&spcDash;hap&spcDash;py, mo&s;t like tor&spcDash;tur'd Men, their Joynts new
<PB N="16" REF="17"><GAP DESC="music"> &s;et, to be new wra&spcDash;ck'd a&spcDash;gain: To Mountains they for Shel&spcDash;ter pray, the Mountains &s;hake, and ru&spcDash;n a&spcDash;bout no le&s;s con&spcDash;fu&spcDash;s'd than they; the Mountains &s;hake, and ru&spcDash;n a&spcDash;bout no le&s;s confus'd, no le&s;s con|fus'd, no le&s;s confus'd, no le&s;s con&spcDash;fu&spcDash;s'd than they. Stop, &s;top, my Mu&s;e, al&spcDash;lay thy vig'rous Heat, kindled at a hint, &s;o great; hold thy Pindarique <HI>Pe&spcDash;ga&spcDash;&s;us</HI> clo&s;e&spcDash;ly in, which does to Ra&spcDash;ge be&spcDash;gin; and this &s;teep Hill wou'd gal&spcDash;lop up with vi&spcDash;o&spcDash;lent
<PB N="17" REF="17"><GAP DESC="music"> cour&s;e, 'tis an un&spcDash;ru&spcDash;ly and hard-mouth'd Hor&s;e; fier&spcDash;ce, and un&spcDash;bro&spcDash;ken yet, im&spcDash;pa&spcDash;tient of the Spur, or Bit: now Prances &s;tate&spcDash;ly, and a&spcDash;non fli&spcDash;es o'er the place, di&s;&spcDash;dains the &s;ervile Law of a&spcDash;ny &s;et&spcDash;led Pace; con&s;cious and proud of his own nat'ral Force, 'twill no un&spcDash;skil&spcDash;ful Touch endure, but flings Writer and Reader too, tha&spcDash;t &s;its not &s;ure. </P>
<BYLINE><HI>Mr.</HI> Henry Purcell.</BYLINE>
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<DIV1 TYPE="song">
<PB N="18" REF="18">
<P><GAP DESC="music"> _O &spcDash;, O mi&spcDash;&s;e&spcDash;ra&spcDash;ble Man! how wretch&spcDash;ed is thy State, born to un&spcDash;der&spcDash;go the Drud&spcDash;ge&spcDash;ry of Fate; thine and thy Fathers Sins to feel, and know, and toyl be&spcDash;neath the migh&spcDash;ty weight of Woe, the migh&spcDash;ty weight of Woe? Nor yet, a&spcDash;las! do&s;t thou a|lone, beneath the bit&spcDash;ter Angui&s;h Groan, but ev'n to others too thou Mis'ries do&s;t create. With Pangs and Throws thou in&spcDash;to the Wor&spcDash;ld do&s;t come, the hea&spcDash;vy Cur&s;e, and
<PB N="19" REF="18"><GAP DESC="music"> Bur&spcDash;then of thy Mo&spcDash;ther's Womb; the Dawn of Life, its part of Torments Shares, 'tis U&s;her'd in with Cries, and all, and all be&spcDash;dew'd with Tears. How &s;hort is Life! we &s;carcely draw our Breath, but we mu&s;t &s;trait &s;ur&spcDash;ren&spcDash;der't up to Death; Time on its Wings our Sub&s;tance does convey, unknown to us it &s;teals us from our &s;elves a&spcDash;way. To this great Spoi&spcDash;lar <HI>Time</HI> a &s;pee&spcDash;dy Prey we fa&spcDash;ll, with his im&spcDash;par&spcDash;tial Scythe he mow&spcDash;s us all; like an un|time&spcDash;ly
<PB N="20" REF="19"><GAP DESC="music"> Flow'r on Earth we're laid, cut up, in one &s;hort moment wi&spcDash;thred, pale, and dead: Here we con&s;ume in Tumult, Noi&s;e, and Strife, that Oyl which &s;hould &s;up|ply and &s;ee&spcDash;d the Lamp of Life; we &s;pur it on, till i'th' too vio&spcDash;lent Pace, our ja&spcDash;ded Life quite tires amid&s;t the Race. Not the Phy&spcDash;&s;i&spcDash;cians Drugs can Life en|&s;ure, Fate is re&spcDash;&s;i&s;t&spcDash;le&s;s, and admits no Cure; all, all&spcDash;'s vain, he and his Drugs mu&s;t Rot and Die, mu&s;t Pe&spcDash;ri&s;h, mu&s;t Pe&spcDash;ri&s;h and De&spcDash;cay, at well as you and
<PB N="21" REF="19"><GAP DESC="music"> I. O, O whither then for Succour &s;hall we flee! O, O whither, dear&spcDash;e&s;t God, O whither, but to thee! One gra&spcDash;cious Look from thee can give us Ea&s;e, and make the A&spcDash;go&spcDash;nies of Death it &s;elf to plea&s;e; thy Wounds can make us whole, thy Blood wa&s;h off our Stains, and pu&spcDash;ri&spcDash;fie our Soul, loaded with all our Sins: Pre&s;s'd dow&spcDash;n we fall, while Hell its black Jaws &s;tretch&spcDash;es to de|vour us all, &s;tretch&spcDash;es to de&spcDash;vour us all. <STAGE>(CHORUS over Leaf.)</STAGE> </P>
<STAGE><PB N="22" REF="20"><HI>CHORUS.</HI></STAGE>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> O Ble&s;&s;ed Je&spcDash;&s;u! O ble&s;&s;ed, ble&s;&s;ed Je&spcDash;&s;u! Help, help, help, we &s;ink&spcDash;ing O Ble&s;&s;ed Je&spcDash;&s;u! O ble&s;&s;ed, ble&s;&s;ed Je&spcDash;&s;u! Help, help, we &s;ink&spcDash;ing O Ble&s;&s;ed Je&spcDash;&s;u! O ble&s;&s;ed, Je&spcDash;&s;u! Help, help, we &s;ink&spcDash;ing are! O, we're &s;wallow'd up in the va&s;t Gulph of black De&s;pair! O, are! O, we're &s;wallow'd up in the va&s;t Gulph of black De&s;pair! O, are! O, we're &s;wallow'd up in the va&s;t Gulph of black De&s;pair! O, Mercy, Mercy, Mercy, we for Mer&spcDash;cy cry, Help, help, O help, help, help, help, Mercy, Mercy, Mercy, we for Mer&spcDash;cy cry, Help, help, or we're lo&s;t, or we're lo&s;t, Mercy, Mercy, Mercy, we for Mer&spcDash;cy cry, Help, help, or we're lo&s;t, or we're lo&s;t,
<PB N="23" REF="20"><GAP DESC="music"> help, we're lo&spcDash;&s;t to all&spcDash; E&spcDash;ter&spcDash;ni&spcDash;ty! or we're lo&s;t, we're lo&spcDash;&s;t to all&spcDash; E&spcDash;ter&spcDash;ni&spcDash;ty! or we're lo&s;t, we're lo&spcDash;&s;t to all E&spcDash;ter&spcDash;ni&spcDash;ty! </P>
<BYLINE>Mr. <HI>Daniel Purcell.</HI></BYLINE>
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<DIV1 TYPE="song">
<HEAD>An EVENING HYMN.</HEAD>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> _THE Night is come, the Night is come, the Night is co&spcDash;me, like to the Day, de&spcDash;part not thou, de&spcDash;part not thou, Grea&spcDash;t God, a&spcDash;way; on thee, O Lor&spcDash;d, I do&spcDash; Repo&s;e, pro|tect <STAGE>&rindx; <HI>The Notes with this Mark * over them are to be &s;ung Demi&s;emiquavers.</HI></STAGE>
<PB N="24" REF="21"><GAP DESC="music"> me, pro&spcDash;tect me fro&spcDash;m my Watchful Foes: So &s;hall&spcDash; I &s;e&spcDash;cure&spcDash;ly lay, and &s;weet&spcDash;ly, and &s;weet&spcDash;ly pa&s;s the Hours away, and &s;weet&spcDash;ly pa&s;s the Hours away. <STAGE>CHORUS. <HI>A</HI> 2. <HI>Voc.</HI></STAGE> <HI>In heav'nly Dreams my Sou&spcDash;l advance, O make, O make my Sleep a Ho&spcDash;ly Trance: In heav'nly Dreams my Soul advance, O make my Sleep a Ho&spcDash;ly Trance: Sleep is a Death, O let me try, by Slee&spcDash;ping, how it is to Die. Sleep is a Death, O let me try, by Slee&spcDash;ping, how it is to Die.</HI> </P>
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<DIV1 TYPE="song">
<PB N="25" REF="21">
<HEAD>A PENITENTIAL HYMN:</HEAD>
<BYLINE><HI>Set by Dr.</HI> John Blow.</BYLINE>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> _O &spcDash;, O migh&spcDash;ty God, O&spcDash; migh&spcDash;ty God, who &s;it'&s;t on High, encircled rou&spcDash;nd, rou&spcDash;nd, with Ma&spcDash;je|&s;ty; Behold thy Pro&spcDash;&s;trate Penitent, and teach me, teach me right&spcDash;ly to La|ment
<PB N="26" REF="22"><GAP DESC="music"> my &s;e&spcDash;cret Sins, my &s;e&spcDash;cret Sins, and youthful Fires, pol&spcDash;lu&spcDash;ted Thoughts, pol&spcDash;lu&spcDash;ted Thoughts, and fon&spcDash;d, fon&spcDash;d, fon&spcDash;d De&spcDash;&s;ires. O let me, let me ne&spcDash;ver, ne&spcDash;ver clo&s;e my Eye, but &s;till, O &s;till, but &s;till, O &s;till new Floo&spcDash;ds, new Floods &s;up&spcDash;ply; pro&spcDash;voke my Sighs, my Griefs en&spcDash;crea&s;e, till all, all, all thy dread&spcDash;ed Veng'ance cea&s;e; till all, all, till all thy dreaded
<PB N="27" REF="22"><GAP DESC="music"> Ven&spcDash;g'ance cea&s;e: My Heart, which Har&spcDash;bours Gro&s;&spcDash;&s;er Fires, Di&s;&spcDash;&s;olve, O migh&spcDash;ty, Di&s;&s;olve, O migh&spcDash;ty God, in Tears. Thus when of Old, when of Old, thus when of Old, the Subborn Rock, felt thy Prophets pow'r&spcDash;ful, pow'r&spcDash;ful, pow'rful Stroke; the Rock began, be&spcDash;gan to melt, to melt, the Rock began to melt, to melt&spcDash;, the Stone pour&spcDash;'d its
<PB N="28" REF="23"><GAP DESC="music"> &s;tream&spcDash;ing Moi&spcDash;&s;ture down: The Flint, where Fire was lodg'd&spcDash;, till now, where Fire was lodg'd, lodg'd, till now, did all&spcDash;, all&spcDash;, all&spcDash;, all, all, di&s;&spcDash;&s;olv'd in Wa&spcDash;ters, flow, did all&spcDash;, all&spcDash;, all&spcDash;, all, di&s;&spcDash;&s;olv'&spcDash;d in Waters, di&s;&spcDash;&s;olv'&spcDash;d in Waters, flow. </P>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="song">
<PB N="29" REF="23">
<HEAD>An EVENING HYMN.</HEAD>
<BYLINE>The Words by Bi&s;hop <HI>Ken.</HI></BYLINE>
<BYLINE>Set by Mr. <HI>Jeremiah Clarke.</HI></BYLINE>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> _ALL Prai&s;e to thee my God this Night, for all the Ble&s;&s;ings of the Light; keep me, Oh keep me, King of Kings, un&spcDash;der thy own Al&spcDash;migh&spcDash;ty Wings: Forgive me, Lord, for&spcDash;give me, for thy dear Son, the Ill that I this day have done, that with the World, my &s;elf, and thee, I, e're I &s;leep, at Peace may be: Teach me to live, that I may dread the Grave as lit&spcDash;tle as my Bed; teach me to die, teach me to
<PB N="30" REF="24"><GAP DESC="music"> die, &s;o that I may Triumphing Ri&spcDash;&s;e at the La&s;t Day; teach me to Die, teach me to Die, &s;o that I may Triumphing Ri&spcDash;&s;e at the La&s;t Day. Oh may my <STAGE>[Ground.]</STAGE> Soul on thee re&spcDash;po&s;e, re&spcDash;po&s;e, and with &s;weet Sleep, &s;weet Sleep, mine Eye&spcDash;lids clo&s;e; Sleep that may me more vig'rous, more vig'rous make, to
<PB N="31" REF="24"><GAP DESC="music"> prai&s;e my God when I a&spcDash;wake, -wake. When in the Night I &s;leeple&s;s lie, my Soul with Heav'nly Thoughts &s;up&spcDash;ply; let no ill Dreams di&spcDash;&s;turb my Re&s;t, no Pow'rs of Dark&spcDash;ne&s;s me mo&spcDash;le&s;t, no Pow'rs of Darkne&s;s me mo&spcDash;le&s;t, -le&s;t. My deare&s;t Lord, how, how am I griev'd, to lye &s;o long of thee bereav'd! Dull Sleep of Sence, me to deprive, I am but half, but half my Days a&spcDash;live! But tho' Sleep o'er my Weakne&s;s reigns, let it not hold me long in
<PB N="32" REF="25"><GAP DESC="music"> Chains, but now and then let loo&s;e my Heart, now and then let loo&s;e my Heart, till it an Hal&spcDash;le&spcDash;lu&spcDash;jah dart; the fa&s;t&spcDash;er Sleep the Sence does bind, the more un&spcDash;fet&spcDash;ter'd is the <STAGE><HI>[A littl<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter"> fa&s;ter.]</HI></STAGE> Mind. Oh may my Soul from Mat&spcDash;ters free, the unveil'd Goodne&s;s wa&spcDash;king &s;ee, &s;ee. Oh! Oh! Oh when &s;hall I in end&spcDash;le&s;s Day, for e&spcDash;ver cha&s;e dark Sleep a&spcDash;way, -way: And endle&s;s Prai&s;e with Heav'nly Choir, in&spcDash;ce&s;&spcDash;&s;ant &s;ing, and never tire; you my be&s;t Guardians, whil&s;t I &s;leep, clo&s;e to my Bed your Vigils keep, and in my
<PB N="33" REF="25"><GAP DESC="music"> &s;tead all the Night long, &s;ing to my God a grate&spcDash;ful Song, &s;ing, &s;ing, &s;ing to my God a grateful Song. </P>
<STAGE><HI>CHORUS. A.</HI> 3. <HI>Voc.</HI></STAGE>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> PRai&s;e God, from whom all Ble&s;&s;ings flow, prai&s;e him all Creatures here below; Prai&s;e him <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">+bove PRai&s;e God, from whom all Ble&s;&s;ings flow, prai&s;e him all Creatures here below; Prai&s;e him a|bove PRai&s;e God, from whom all Ble&s;&s;ings flow, prai&s;e him all Creatures here below; Prai&s;e him a|bove the An&spcDash;ge&spcDash;lick Ho&s;t, prai&s;e the Father, prai&s;e the Son, prai&s;e the An&spcDash;ge&spcDash;lick Ho&s;t, prai&s;e the Father, prai&s;e the Son, prai&s;e, the An&spcDash;ge&spcDash;lick Ho&s;t, prai&s;e the Father, prai&s;e the Son, prai&s;e, <STAGE><PB N="34" REF="26"><HI>Soft.</HI></STAGE> prai&s;e the Holy Gho&s;t; prai&s;e the Father, prai&s;e the Son, prai&s;e, prai&s;e the Holy Gho&s;t; prai&s;e the <STAGE>Soft.</STAGE> prai&s;e the Holy Gho&s;t; prai&s;e the Father, prai&s;e the Son, prai&s;e, prai&s;e the Holy Gho&s;t; prai&s;e the <STAGE>Soft.</STAGE> prai&s;e the Holy Gho&s;t; prai&s;e the Father, prai&s;e the Son, prai&s;e, prai&s;e the Holy Gho&s;t; prai&s;e the <STAGE>Soft.</STAGE> <STAGE>Loud.</STAGE> Father, prai&s;e the Son, prai&s;e, prai&s;e the Holy Gho&s;t: <HI>Amen.</HI> <STAGE>Loud.</STAGE> Father, prai&s;e the Son, prai&s;e, prai&s;e the Holy Gho&s;t: <HI>Amen.</HI> <STAGE>Loud.</STAGE> Father, prai&s;e the Son, prai&s;e, prai&s;e the Holy Gho&s;t: <HI>Amen.</HI> <STAGE>Loud.</STAGE> </P>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="song">
<HEAD>A <HI>DIALOGUE</HI> between the <HI>SOUL</HI> and <HI>JESUS.</HI></HEAD>
<BYLINE><HI>Mr.</HI> Jeremiah Clarke.</BYLINE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Soul.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> _AH! Son of <HI>David,</HI> help! help!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Je&s;us.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> What &s;in&spcDash;ful Cry im|plores
<PB N="35" REF="26"><GAP DESC="music"> the Son of <HI>David?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Soul.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> 'Tis I, 'Tis I.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Je&s;us.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> Who art thou?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Soul.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> Oh! a deep&spcDash;ly wounded Brea&s;t, that's heavy Laden, and would fain have Re&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Je&s;us.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> I have no Scraps, and Dogs mu&s;t not be fed, like Hou&s;hold Children with the Children's Bread.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Soul.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> True, Lord, yet to&spcDash;le&spcDash;rate a hungry Whelp to lick their Crumbs, O Son of <HI>David,</HI> help! help!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Je&s;us.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> Poor Soul! what ail'&s;t thou?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Soul.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> O! I burn, I fry, I cannot re&s;t, I know not where to fly to find &s;ome ea&s;e, I turn'd my blub&spcDash;ber'd Face from Man to
<PB N="36" REF="27"><GAP DESC="music"> Man, I roll from place to place t'avoid my Tortures to ob&spcDash;tain Relief, but &s;till I'm dogg'd and haunted with my Grief; my Midnight Torments call the Sluggi&s;h Light, and when the Morning's come, they woo the Night.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Je&s;us.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> Surcea&s;e thy Tears, and &s;peak thy free De&s;ires.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Soul.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> Quench, quench thy Flames, and '&s;wage the&s;e &s;corching Fires.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Je&s;us.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> Can&s;t thou be&spcDash;lieve my Hand can cure thy Grief?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Soul.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> Lord, I be|lieve.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Je&s;us.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> Hold forth thine Arm, and let my Fingers try thy Pul&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Soul.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> Yea, Lord.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Je&s;us.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> Where
<PB N="37" REF="27"><GAP DESC="music"> chiefly doth thy Torment lye?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Soul.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> From Head to Foot, it reigns in ev'ry p<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">rt, but plays the &s;elf-law'd Ty&spcDash;rant in my Heart.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Je&s;us.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> Can&s;t thou dige&s;t, can&s;t reli&s;h whol&s;om Food? How &s;tands thy Ta&s;t?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Soul.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> To nothing that is good, all &s;in&spcDash;ful Tra&s;h, and Earth's un&s;av'ry Stuff, I can dige&s;t and reli&s;h well enough.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Je&s;us.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> Is not thy Blood as cold as hot by turns? </P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Soul.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> Cold to what's good, to what is bad it burns.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Je&s;us.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> How old's thy Grief?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Soul.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> I took it at the Fall, with eat&spcDash;ing Fruit.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Je&s;us.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> 'Tis E&spcDash;pi&spcDash;de&spcDash;mi&spcDash;cal, thy Blood's in|fected,
<PB N="38" REF="28"><GAP DESC="music"> and th'Infection &s;prung from a bad Liver, 'tis a Feavour &s;trong, and full of Death, un|le&s;s, with pre&s;ent &s;peed, a Vein be open'd, thou mu&s;t die, mu&s;t, mu&s;t die, or bleed. </P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Soul.</SPEAKER>
<STAGE>[Slow.]</STAGE>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> O! O! O! I am faint, and &s;pent; O! O! O! I am faint; O! O! O! I'm faint and &s;pent; that Lance that &s;hall let forth my Blood, lets forth my Life withal; my Soul wants Cordials, and has greater, has greater need of Blood, than be&spcDash;ing &s;pent &s;o far to bleed: I faint al|ready,
<PB N="39" REF="28"><GAP DESC="music"> if I bleed I die; I faint al&spcDash;rea&spcDash;dy, if I bleed I die.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Je&s;us.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> 'Tis ei&spcDash;ther thou mu&s;t bleed, &s;ick Soul, or I; my Blood's a Cordial, he that &s;ucks my Veins, &s;hall clean&s;e his own, and con&spcDash;quer, con&spcDash;quer great&spcDash;er Pains than the&s;e: Chear up, chear up, this precious Blood of mine &s;hall cure thy Grief, my Heart &s;hall bleed, &s;hall bleed for thine; be&spcDash;lieve me, be&spcDash;lieve me, and view me with a faith&spcDash;ful Eye, thy Soul &s;hall neither langui&s;h, bleed, nor die.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Soul.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> Lord, I believe.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Je&s;us.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> Thy
<PB N="40" REF="29"><GAP DESC="music"> Soul &s;hall neither langui&s;h.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Soul.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> Neither langui&s;h?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Je&s;us.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> Neither langui&s;h.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Soul.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> Nor bleed?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Je&s;us.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> Nor bleed.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Soul.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> Nor die?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Je&s;us.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> Nor die; thy Soul &s;hall nei&spcDash;ther </P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Soul.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> Neither langui&s;h, bleed, nor die. langui&s;h, langui&s;h, bleed, nor die. </P>
</SP>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="song">
<HEAD>A Paraphra&s;e on the 28^t^h Chapter of the Fir&s;t Book of <HI>Samuel,</HI> from Ver&s;e <HI>8,</HI> to Ver&s;e <HI>20.</HI></HEAD>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> _I&spcDash;N _I&spcDash;N guil&spcDash;ty Night, and hid in fal&spcDash;&s;e, _I&spcDash;N guil&spcDash;ty Night, and hid in fal&spcDash;&s;e
<PB N="41" REF="29"><GAP DESC="music"> guil&spcDash;ty Night, and hid in fal&spcDash;&s;e di&s;&spcDash;gui&s;e, for&s;aken <HI>Saul,</HI> and hid in fal&spcDash;&s;e di&s;&spcDash;gui&s;e, for&spcDash;&s;a&spcDash;ken <HI>Saul,</HI> for&s;aken <HI>Saul,</HI> di&s;gui&s;e, and hid in fal&s;e di&s;&spcDash;gui&spcDash;&s;e, for&s;aken for&s;aken <HI>Saul,</HI> for&spcDash;&s;a&spcDash;ken <HI>Saul,</HI> for&s;aken <HI>Saul,</HI> to <HI>En&spcDash;dor</HI> comes, and cries; for&s;aken for&s;aken <HI>Sau&spcDash;l,</HI> for&s;aken <HI>Saul,</HI> to <HI>En&spcDash;dor</HI> comes, and cri&spcDash;es, <HI>Saul,</HI> for&spcDash;&s;a&spcDash;ken <HI>Sau&spcDash;l,</HI> to <HI>Endor</HI> comes, and cries; <HI>Saul,</HI> for&s;aken <HI>Saul,</HI> for&s;aken <HI>Saul,</HI> for&s;aken <HI>Saul</HI> to <HI>En&spcDash;dor</HI> comes, and cries. for&spcDash;&s;a&spcDash;ken <HI>Saul,</HI> for&s;aken <HI>Saul</HI> to <HI>En&spcDash;dor</HI> comes, and cries: for&spcDash;&s;a&spcDash;ken <HI>Saul,</HI> for&s;aken <HI>Saul,</HI> for&s;aken <HI>Saul,</HI> to <HI>Endor</HI> comes, and cries. </P>
<SP>
<PB N="42" REF="30">
<SPEAKER>Saul.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> Woman, a&spcDash;ri&s;e, a&spcDash;ri&s;e, call, call pow'r&spcDash;ful Arts to|gether, and rai&spcDash;&s;e, and rai&spcDash;&s;e the Gho&s;t, whom I &s;hall name, up hither. </P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Witch.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> Why, why, why &s;hould'&s;t thou wi&s;h me dye? Forbear, forbear, for&spcDash;bea&spcDash;r, my Son, do&s;t thou not know, do&s;t thou not know what cru&spcDash;el <HI>Saul</HI> has done? Forbear, for|bear, for&spcDash;bea&spcDash;r, my Son, do&s;t thou not know what cru&spcDash;el <HI>Saul</HI> has done? How he has kill'd, has kill'd and murder'd all, all, all tha&spcDash;t were
<PB N="43" REF="30"><GAP DESC="music"> Wi&s;e, and could, and could on Spirits call?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Saul.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> Woman, be bo&spcDash;ld, be bo&spcDash;ld, do but th<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter"> thing I wi&s;h, no harm, no, no, no, no, no harm from <HI>Saul</HI> &s;hall come to thee for this. </P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Witch.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> Whom &s;hall I rai&s;e, or call? I'll make him hear.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Saul.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> Old <HI>Samuel,</HI> let on&spcDash;ly him ap|pear. </P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Witch.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> A&spcDash;las!&spcDash; A&spcDash;las!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Saul.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> What, what do&s;t thou fear?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Witch.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> A&spcDash;las!&spcDash; A&spcDash;las!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Saul.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> What, what do&s;t thou fear?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Witch.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> Nought el&s;e but thee, for thou art <HI>Saul,</HI> for thou art
<PB N="44" REF="31"><GAP DESC="music"> <HI>Saul,</HI> a&spcDash;las! thou art <HI>Saul,</HI> and ha&s;t beguiled me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Saul.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> Peace, peace, and go on, what &s;ee&s;t thou, let me know?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Witch.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> I &s;ee the Gods a&spcDash;&s;cen&spcDash;ding from be&spcDash;low.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Saul.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> Who's he that comes?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Witch.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> An old Man mantled o'er.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Saul.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> Oh! that is he, Oh! that is he, let me, let me, let me that Gho&s;t a&spcDash;dore.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Samuel.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> Why, why ha&s;t thou robb'd me of my Re&s;t, to &s;ee, to &s;ee that which I hate? Why, why ha&s;t thou robb'd me of my Re&s;t, to &s;ee that which I hate, to &s;ee that which I hate, this wicked World,
<PB N="45" REF="31"><GAP DESC="music"> this wicked World, and thee?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Saul.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> Oh! &spcDash; Oh! &spcDash; I'm &s;ore di&s;tre&s;s'd, vex&spcDash;ed &s;ore, God has left me, Oh!&spcDash; God has left me, and an&s;wers me no more; di&s;tre&s;s'd with War, with inward Ter&spcDash;rors too, for pi&spcDash;ty's &s;ake, Oh! for pi&spcDash;ty's &s;ake, tell me, Oh! tell me, Oh! for pi&spcDash;ty's &s;ake, tell me, tell me, tell me, what &s;hall I do?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Samuel.</SPEAKER>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> Art thou for&spcDash;lorn of God, and com'&s;t to me? What can I tell thee then, but Mi&spcDash;&s;e&spcDash;ry? Thy Kingdom's gone in&spcDash;to thy Neighbours
<GAP DESC="missing" EXTENT="2 pages">
<PB N="48" REF="32" MS="y"><GAP DESC="music"> Race, thine Ho&s;t &s;hall fall by Sword before thy Face: What can I tell thee then, but Mi&spcDash;&s;e&spcDash;ry? To morrow, to morrow then, till then farewel, fare&spcDash;wel, and Breath, thou and thy Son to morrow, to morrow, thou and thy Son &s;hall be&spcDash; with me beneath. </P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>CHORUS.</SPEAKER>
<STAGE>[Very &s;low.]</STAGE>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> Farewel, farewel, farewel, farewel, farewel, farewel, farewel, farewel, farewel. Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! farewel. Farewel, farewel, farewel, farewel, farewel, farewel, farewel, farewel, farewel. </P>
</SP>
<BYLINE><HI>Mr.</HI> Henry Purcell.</BYLINE>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="song">
<PB N="49" REF="32">
<P><GAP DESC="music"> _VE&spcDash;ni&spcDash;te, ve&spcDash;ni&spcDash;te Pa&spcDash;&s;to&spcDash;res ad Sacros A&spcDash;mo&spcDash;res, Ve|ni&spcDash;te, ve&spcDash;ni&spcDash;te Pa&spcDash;&s;to&spcDash;res ad Sacros A&spcDash;mo&spcDash;res, tran&spcDash;&s;i&spcDash;te, vi&spcDash;de&spcDash;te cum Pu&spcDash;e&spcDash;ro Verbum cum Vir&spcDash;gi&spcDash;ne natum in pa&spcDash;le&spcDash;&acirc;, numen in no&spcDash;cte la&spcDash;tentem cum lu&spcDash;mi&spcDash;ne Solis; tran&spcDash;&s;i&spcDash;te, vi&spcDash;de&spcDash;te, ve&spcDash;ni&spcDash;te Pa&spcDash;&s;to&spcDash;res, ve&spcDash;ni&spcDash;te, ve&spcDash;ni&spcDash;te Pa&s;to|res, ve&spcDash;ni&spcDash;te, ve&spcDash;ni&spcDash;te Pa&spcDash;&s;to&spcDash;res: I&spcDash;te greges ad Pa&s;&spcDash;cu&spcDash;a per mo&spcDash;n&spcDash;tes &amp; Colles, per Silvas &amp; Colles, di&s;&spcDash;cur&spcDash;ri&spcDash;te Val&spcDash;les jam Coeli nos
<PB N="50" REF="33"><GAP DESC="music"> vi&spcDash;a, jam flamma be&spcDash;a&spcDash;ta cum Vir&spcDash;gi&spcDash;ne pi&spcDash;a, jam &s;a&spcDash;lus op&spcDash;ta&spcDash;ta ad Bethlehem ra|pit, Flos u&spcDash;bi Flos campi &amp; Li&spcDash;li&spcDash;um con&spcDash;val&spcDash;li&spcDash;um in fae&spcDash;no vi&spcDash;ce&s;&spcDash;eit, in &s;pin&acirc; lan|gue&s;cit; I&spcDash;te greges ad Pa&s;&spcDash;cu&spcDash;a, i&spcDash;te, i&spcDash;te, i&spcDash;te ad Pa&s;&spcDash;cu&spcDash;a: <STAGE>Pre&s;to.</STAGE> Ad Pu&spcDash;e&spcDash;ri cu&spcDash;nas cae&spcDash;le&spcDash;&s;tes le&spcDash;po&spcDash;res, ad Vir&spcDash;gi&spcDash;nis ul&spcDash;nas cae&spcDash;le&spcDash;&s;tes a&spcDash;mo&spcDash;res, pro&spcDash;pe&spcDash;ra&spcDash;te, pro&spcDash;pe&spcDash;ra&spcDash;te, convo|la&spcDash;te. Con&spcDash;cin&spcDash;ni&spcDash;te Ar&spcDash;do&spcDash;res, con&spcDash;cin&spcDash;ni&spcDash;te
<PB N="51" REF="33"><GAP DESC="music"> rores, quibus ardet, quibus alget, de&spcDash;le&spcDash;ca&spcDash;tu&spcDash;lus te&spcDash;nel&spcDash;lus &s;o&spcDash;le Pulchrior Pu|el&spcDash;lus; quibus ardet, quibus al&spcDash;get, de&spcDash;le&spcDash;ca&spcDash;tu&spcDash;lus Pu&spcDash;el&spcDash;lus, &s;o&spcDash;le Pulchrior, &s;o&spcDash;le Pulchrior Pu&spcDash;el&spcDash;lus. Tu tamen in&spcDash;te&spcDash;re&spcDash;a blande Pu&spcDash;er Coe&spcDash;li de&spcDash;cus, humidulos te&spcDash;nel&spcDash;los claude Pu&spcDash;pu&spcDash;le o&spcDash;cel&spcDash;los; blande Puer Coeli de&spcDash;cus, hu&spcDash;mi&spcDash;du&spcDash;los, te&spcDash;nel&spcDash;los clau&spcDash;de, hu&spcDash;mi&spcDash;du&spcDash;los te|nel&spcDash;los claude Pu&spcDash;pu&spcDash;le o&spcDash;cel&spcDash;los. En &s;e&spcDash;re&spcDash;nat Sol va|porem,
<PB N="52" REF="34"><GAP DESC="music"> ec&spcDash;ce Flores terra dat, ponit E&spcDash;o&spcDash;lus fu&spcDash;ro&spcDash;rem, Ze&spcDash;phy&spcDash;ru&s;&spcDash;que le&spcDash;ne flat, Tu quoque Lachrymulas blande pu&spcDash;er, ca&spcDash;ti de&spcDash;cus ter&spcDash;ge genas, &amp; &s;u&s;|pi&spcDash;ri&spcDash;a linque, pu&spcDash;er mitte, procul, &s;omnus ade&s;t, Luctus abe&s;t, claude pu&spcDash;pu&spcDash;le o|cellos. Jam Vir&spcDash;go foe&spcDash;li&spcDash;ce gau&spcDash;dens a&spcDash;&s;pe&spcDash;ctu, jam &s;onor a&spcDash;mi&spcDash;co mul&spcDash;cet am&spcDash;plex&spcDash;u, <STAGE>Grave.</STAGE> Dor&spcDash;mit a&spcDash;mor Coeli, dor&spcDash;mit, dormit a&spcDash;mor Coeli, dor&spcDash;mit, <STAGE>Piano.</STAGE> dor&spcDash;mit.
<PB N="53" REF="34"><GAP DESC="music"> Noe, no&spcDash;e, no&spcDash;e, no&spcDash;e, no&spcDash;e, noe, noe, no|e, noe, noe, no&spcDash;e, noe, noe, no&spcDash;e, no|e noe, noe, no&spcDash;e, noe, no&spcDash;e, no&spcDash;e, noe, no&spcDash;e, no&spcDash;e, noe, no&spcDash;e, noe, noe, no&spcDash;e, no&spcDash;e noe, noe, no&spcDash;, noe, noe. </P>
<BYLINE>Signior <HI>Gratiani.</HI></BYLINE>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="song">
<PB N="54" REF="35">
<P><GAP DESC="music"> _VE&spcDash;lut Palma, ve&spcDash;lut Ro&spcDash;&s;a, ve&spcDash;lut a&spcDash;ci&spcDash;es Ca&s;trorum, ve&spcDash;lut hortus di&spcDash;ves florum, pulchra &s;um &amp; glo&spcDash;ri&spcDash;o|&s;a, ve&spcDash;lut hortus di&spcDash;ves florum, pulchra &s;um &amp; glo&spcDash;ri&spcDash;o&spcDash;&s;a. In me lau&spcDash;des &amp; ho&spcDash;no&spcDash;res, in me vi&spcDash;get for&spcDash;ti&spcDash;tu&spcDash;do, in me flo&spcDash;ret pul&spcDash;chri&spcDash;tu&spcDash;do, in me ju&spcDash;bi&spcDash;lant, ju&spcDash;bi&spcDash;lant a&spcDash;mo&spcDash;res, in me florum pul&spcDash;chri&spcDash;tu&spcDash;do, in me ju&spcDash;bi&spcDash;lant,
<PB N="55" REF="35"><GAP DESC="music"> ju&spcDash;bi&spcDash;lant, ju&spcDash;bi&spcDash;lant a&spcDash;mo&spcDash;res. Sur&spcDash;ge, Sur|ge, veni, veni di&spcDash;le&spcDash;cte mi; &s;urge, &s;urge, veni, veni, veni, veni di&spcDash;le&spcDash;cte mi; veni, veni di&spcDash;le&spcDash;cte mi, a&s;&spcDash;&s;i&spcDash;mu&spcDash;la&spcDash;re Ca&spcDash;pre&spcDash;ae, hi&spcDash;nu&spcDash;lo&spcDash;que Cervorum; veni, veni dilecte mi, veni, veni dilecte mi, a&s;&spcDash;&s;i&spcDash;mu&spcDash;la&spcDash;re Capreae, a&s;&spcDash;&s;i&spcDash;mu&spcDash;la&spcDash;re Capreae, hinu&spcDash;lo&spcDash;que, hi&spcDash;nu&spcDash;lo&spcDash;que Cervorum, &amp; &s;uper
<PB N="56" REF="36"><GAP DESC="music"> pennas Ventorum, am&spcDash;bu&spcDash;la, gra&spcDash;de&spcDash;re, pro&spcDash;pe&spcDash;ra, vo&spcDash;li&spcDash;ta di&spcDash;le&spcDash;cte mi, Vo&spcDash;li&spcDash;ta di&spcDash;le&spcDash;cte mi; In palmam a&s;&spcDash;cen&spcDash;de mi chare di&spcDash;le&spcDash;cte, ex multis e&spcDash;le&spcDash;cte, in hortum de|&s;cen&spcDash;de mi chare di&spcDash;le&spcDash;cte, ex multis e&spcDash;le&spcDash;cte, ex multis e&spcDash;le&spcDash;cte, in hor&spcDash;tum, in hortum de&spcDash;&s;cen&spcDash;de; Hic tu ju&spcDash;bi&spcDash;la&spcDash;bis, hic <STAGE>&rindx; <HI>The Notes with this Mark * over them are to be &s;ung Demi&s;emiquavers.</HI></STAGE>
<PB N="57" REF="36"><GAP DESC="music"> flo&spcDash;re fru&spcDash;e&spcDash;ris, hic fructu ve&s;&spcDash;ce&spcDash;ris, hic tu Tri&spcDash;um&spcDash;pha&spcDash;bis, hic flo&spcDash;re fru|eris, hic fructu ve&s;ceris, hic fructu ve&s;&spcDash;ce&spcDash;ris, hic tu Tri&spcDash;um&spcDash;pha&spcDash;bis. Oh! Oh quam&spcDash;di&spcDash;u te op&spcDash;ta&spcDash;vi, quam&spcDash;di&spcDash;u de&spcDash;&s;i&spcDash;de&spcDash;ra&spcDash;vi, quamdiu te op|tavi, quamdiu, quamdiu te ex&spcDash;pe&spcDash;cta&spcDash;vi; nova &amp; vetera ti&spcDash;bi &s;ervavi, nova &amp; ve&spcDash;te&spcDash;ra ti&spcDash;bi &s;er&spcDash;va&spcDash;vi; quamdiu te op&spcDash;ta&spcDash;vi, quam&spcDash;di&spcDash;u de&spcDash;&s;i&spcDash;de&spcDash;ra&spcDash;vi:
<PB N="58" REF="37"><GAP DESC="music"> Ne&s;cit mo&spcDash;ras a&spcDash;mor meus, &s;ur&spcDash;ge Deus, &s;urge, ve&spcDash;ni, &s;urge Deus, &s;urge ve&spcDash;ni, ne&s;cit moras amor meus, &s;urge Deus, &s;urge Deus, &s;urge Deus, veni, ve&spcDash;ni. Et &s;uper pennas ventorum, am&spcDash;bu&spcDash;la, gra&spcDash;de&spcDash;re, pro&spcDash;pe|ra, vo&spcDash;li&spcDash;ta di|le&spcDash;cte mi; &amp; &s;u&spcDash;per pennas Ventorum, am&spcDash;bu&spcDash;la, gra&spcDash;de&spcDash;re, pro&spcDash;pe|ra, vo&spcDash;li&spcDash;ta di&spcDash;le&spcDash;cte mi, vo&spcDash;li&spcDash;ta
<PB N="59" REF="37"><GAP DESC="music"> di&spcDash;le&spcDash;cte mi, vo&spcDash;li&spcDash;ta di&spcDash;le&spcDash;cte mi. </P>
<BYLINE>Signior <HI>Gratiani.</HI></BYLINE>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="song">
<P><GAP DESC="music"> _AU&spcDash;di&spcDash;te, Au&spcDash;di&spcDash;te Sancti, Au&spcDash;di&spcDash;te Ju&spcDash;&s;ti, Au&spcDash;di&spcDash;te for&spcDash;te &s;e&spcDash;le&spcDash;cto&spcDash;rum A&spcDash;ni&spcDash;mae, Ecce vos tradet Dominus in manus impi|o&spcDash;rum,
<PB N="60" REF="38"><GAP DESC="music"> ut cum pro&spcDash;ta&spcDash;ve&spcDash;rit vos, ac&spcDash;ci&spcDash;pi&spcDash;e&spcDash;tis Co&spcDash;ro&spcDash;nam vi&spcDash;tae. Si tra&spcDash;di&spcDash;de&spcDash;rit Do&spcDash;mi&spcDash;nus nos &s;ervos &s;u&spcDash;os in ma&spcDash;nus im&spcDash;pi&spcDash;o&spcDash;rum, Si tra&spcDash;di&spcDash;de&spcDash;rit Do&spcDash;mi&spcDash;nus nos &s;ervos &s;u&spcDash;os in ma&spcDash;nus im&spcDash;pi&spcDash;o&spcDash;rum, &s;tabimus &s;ta&spcDash;bi&spcDash;mus omnes in magna Con&spcDash;&s;tan&spcDash;ti&spcDash;&acirc;, ad&spcDash;ver&spcDash;&s;us an|omnes in magna Con&spcDash;&s;tan&spcDash;ti&spcDash;&acirc;, ad&spcDash;ver&spcDash;&s;us an&spcDash;gu&spcDash;&s;ti&spcDash;as per&spcDash;&s;e|gu&spcDash;&s;ti&spcDash;as
<PB N="61" REF="38"><GAP DESC="music"> per&spcDash;&s;e&spcDash;quen&spcDash;ti&spcDash;um, Quis e&spcDash;nim nos &s;e&spcDash;pa&spcDash;ra&spcDash;bit, quen&spcDash;ti&spcDash;um, Quis e&spcDash;nim nos &s;e&spcDash;pa&spcDash;ra&spcDash;bit, nos &s;e&spcDash;pa&spcDash;ra&spcDash;bit, a Cha&spcDash;ri&spcDash;ta&spcDash;te Chri&s;ti? Non, a Cha&spcDash;ri&spcDash;ta&spcDash;te Chri&spcDash;&s;ti? Tri&spcDash;bu&spcDash;la&spcDash;ti&spcDash;o, an pe&spcDash;ri&spcDash;cu&spcDash;lum, non, non &s;e&spcDash;pa&spcDash;ra&spcDash;bit, Non, non, non &s;e&spcDash;pa&spcDash;ra&spcDash;bi&spcDash;t, Non, non, non, &s;e&spcDash;pa&spcDash;ra&spcDash;bit, Non, non, non &s;e&spcDash;pa&spcDash;ra|bit, Per&spcDash;&s;e&spcDash;cu&spcDash;ti&spcDash;o, an Fames,
<PB N="62" REF="39"><GAP DESC="music"> Non, non, non &s;e&spcDash;pa&spcDash;ra&spcDash;bit, Non, non, non &s;e&spcDash;pa&spcDash;ra&spcDash;bit, Nuditas, nuditas, an periculum, Ig&spcDash;nis, an Gladius, Non, non, non &s;e&spcDash;pa&spcDash;ra&spcDash;bit. Non ti&spcDash;me&spcDash;bit Cor Non, non, non &s;e&spcDash;pa&spcDash;ra&spcDash;bit. Non ti|me&spcDash;bit, Si con&s;i&s;tant Ca&s;tra ad&spcDash;ver&spcDash;&s;um vos, no&s;trum, non ti&spcDash;me&spcDash;bit Cor no&s;trum, non ti&spcDash;me&spcDash;bit Cor no&s;trum, Non ti|mebit Si ex&spcDash;ur&spcDash;gat prae&spcDash;li&spcDash;um ad&spcDash;ver&spcDash;&s;um vos,
<PB N="63" REF="39"><GAP DESC="music"> Non ti&spcDash;me&spcDash;bit, non ti&spcDash;me&spcDash;bit Cor no&s;trum, Non ti|mebit Cor no&s;trum, non ti&spcDash;me&spcDash;bit Cor no&s;trum, Si ma&spcDash;le dix&spcDash;e&spcDash;rint vo&spcDash;bis ho&spcDash;mi&spcDash;nes, Cor no&s;trum, non ti&spcDash;me&spcDash;bit Cor no&s;trum, Non ti&spcDash;me&spcDash;bit, non ti&spcDash;me&spcDash;bit Cor no&spcDash;&s;trum, Si Principes per&spcDash;&s;e&spcDash;cu&spcDash;ti vos fu&spcDash;e&spcDash;rint, Non ti&spcDash;me&spcDash;bit, non ti&spcDash;me&spcDash;bit Cor no&s;trum: Scimus enim quod Pa&s;&spcDash;&s;i&spcDash;o&spcDash;nes Non ti&spcDash;me&spcDash;bit Cor no&s;trum, non ti&spcDash;me&spcDash;bit Cor no&s;trum: Scimus enim quod Pa&s;&spcDash;&s;i&spcDash;o&spcDash;nes
<PB N="64" REF="40"><GAP DESC="music"> no&s;trae, non &s;unt Condignae ad fu&spcDash;tu&spcDash;ram Glo&spcDash;ri&spcDash;am; no&s;trae, non &s;unt Condignae ad fu&spcDash;tu&spcDash;ram, ad fu&spcDash;tu&spcDash;ram Glo&spcDash;ri&spcDash;am; Saevientes tor|to&spcDash;rum Non &s;unt Con&spcDash;dig&spcDash;nae, non &s;unt Con&spcDash;dig&spcDash;nae ad fu&spcDash;tu&spcDash;ram Glo&spcDash;ri&spcDash;am; Non &s;unt Condignae ad fu&spcDash;tu&spcDash;ram, ad fu&spcDash;tu&spcDash;ram Glo&spcDash;ri&spcDash;am; manus, Formi|da&spcDash;bi&spcDash;les Non &s;unt Con&spcDash;dig&spcDash;nae ad fu&spcDash;tu&spcDash;ram, ad fu|turam Non &s;unt Con&spcDash;dig&spcDash;nae, non &s;unt Con&spcDash;dig&spcDash;nae ad fu|turam Le&spcDash;o&spcDash;num mo&spcDash;lae,
<PB N="65" REF="40"><GAP DESC="music"> Glo&spcDash;ri&spcDash;am; Non, non &s;unt Condignae, Glo&spcDash;ri&spcDash;am; Non, non &s;unt Condignae, Non, La&spcDash;ni&spcDash;en&spcDash;tes un&spcDash;gu&spcDash;lae, Ig&spcDash;ne ca&spcDash;den&spcDash;tes la&spcDash;mi&spcDash;nae, Non, non &s;unt Con&spcDash;dig&spcDash;nae ad fu&spcDash;tu&spcDash;ram, ad fu&spcDash;tu&spcDash;ram Glo&spcDash;ri|am; non &s;unt Con&spcDash;dig&spcDash;nae, non &s;unt Con&spcDash;dig&spcDash;nae ad fu&spcDash;tu&spcDash;ram Glo&spcDash;ri|am; Sci&spcDash;mus e&spcDash;nim quod Pa&s;&spcDash;&s;i&spcDash;o&spcDash;nes no&spcDash;&s;trae, non &s;unt Con&spcDash;dig&spcDash;nae, Sci&spcDash;mus e&spcDash;nim quod Pa&s;&spcDash;&s;i&spcDash;o&spcDash;nes no&spcDash;&s;trae, non &s;unt Con|dig&spcDash;nae
<PB N="66" REF="41"><GAP DESC="music"> non &s;unt Con&spcDash;dig&spcDash;nae ad fu&spcDash;tu&spcDash;ram Glo&spcDash;ri&spcDash;am; dig&spcDash;nae ad fu&spcDash;tu&spcDash;ram, ad fu&spcDash;tu&spcDash;ram Glo&spcDash;ri&spcDash;am; Non &s;unt Condignae ad fu|tu&spcDash;ram Non &s;unt Condignae ad fu&spcDash;tu&spcDash;ram Glo&spcDash;ri&spcDash;am, ad fu&spcDash;tu&spcDash;ram Glo&spcDash;ri&spcDash;am; non &s;unt Con&spcDash; Non &s;unt Condignae ad futuram, ad fu&spcDash;tu&spcDash;ram Glo&spcDash;ri&spcDash;am; Glo&spcDash;ri&spcDash;am; non &s;unt Condignae ad fu&spcDash;tu&spcDash;ram Glo&spcDash;ri&spcDash;am; non &s;unt Con|dignae ad fu&spcDash;tu&spcDash;ram, ad fu&spcDash;tu&spcDash;ram Glo&spcDash;ri&spcDash;am. <HI>Signior</HI> Giacorno Cari&s;&s;ime non &s;unt Condignae ad fu&spcDash;tu&spcDash;ram Glo&spcDash;ri&spcDash;am. ad fu&spcDash;tu&spcDash;ram, ad fu&spcDash;tu&spcDash;ram Glo&spcDash;ri&spcDash;am. </P>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="song">
<PB N="67" REF="41">
<P><GAP DESC="music"> _LU&spcDash;ci&spcDash;fer, Cae&spcDash;le&spcDash;&s;tis o&spcDash;lim Hierarchiae Princeps prae&spcDash;cla|ri&s;&spcDash;&s;i&spcDash;mus, &s;u&spcDash;per&spcDash;be ni&spcDash;mi&spcDash;um, fa&spcDash;tu&spcDash;e e&spcDash;la&spcDash;tus, aequalem De&spcDash;o his &s;e jac|ta&spcDash;bat vo&spcDash;ci&spcDash;bus. O me re|li&spcDash;cem, O me be&spcDash;a&spcDash;tum, Cae&spcDash;le&spcDash;&s;ti Glo&spcDash;ri&spcDash;a de&spcDash;eo&spcDash;ra&spcDash;tum. <STAGE>Allegro.</STAGE> In Caelu<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter"> con|&s;cendam, &amp; &s;u&spcDash;per A&s;tra De&spcDash;i ex&spcDash;al&spcDash;ta&spcDash;bo
<PB N="68" REF="42"><GAP DESC="music"> fo&spcDash;li&spcDash;um meum; &s;e|de&spcDash;bo in monte Te&spcDash;&s;ta&spcDash;men&spcDash;ti, in la&spcDash;te&spcDash;ri&spcDash;bus a&spcDash;qui&spcDash;lo&spcDash;nis, &s;u&spcDash;per al&spcDash;ti|tu&spcDash;di&spcDash;nem Nu&spcDash;bi&spcDash;um, &s;i&spcDash;mi&spcDash;lis e&spcDash;ro al&spcDash;ti&s;&spcDash;&s;i&spcDash;mo. Ha<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">e Au&spcDash;di&spcDash;ens &s;ummus om&spcDash;ni&spcDash;um Cre&spcDash;a&spcDash;tor Deus, ac&spcDash;ci&spcDash;tis An&spcDash;ge&spcDash;lis &s;u&spcDash;is&spcDash;a&spcDash;it;
<PB N="69" REF="42"><GAP DESC="music"> I&spcDash;te An&spcDash;ge&spcDash;li, An&spcDash;ge&spcDash;li me&spcDash;i, i&spcDash;te, i&spcDash;te, i&spcDash;te for&spcDash;ti&s;&spcDash;&s;i&spcDash;mi, i&spcDash;te for&spcDash;ti&s;&spcDash;&s;i&spcDash;mi, Coe&spcDash;le&spcDash;&s;tis Au&spcDash;lae mi&spcDash;li&spcDash;tes; &s;u&spcDash;per&spcDash;bi|en&spcDash;tem ex&spcDash;ter&spcDash;mi&spcDash;na&spcDash;te, ex&spcDash;ter&spcDash;mi&spcDash;na&spcDash;te Lu&spcDash;ci&spcDash;fe&spcDash;rum. I&spcDash;te pug&spcDash;na&spcDash;te, fu&spcDash;ga&spcDash;te re&spcDash;bel&spcDash;les, pug&spcDash;na&spcDash;te, fu&spcDash;ga&spcDash;te re|bel&spcDash;les, fu&spcDash;ga&spcDash;te re&spcDash;bel&spcDash;les: Dam&spcDash;na&spcDash;te &s;u&spcDash;per&spcDash;bos ad flammas A|verni;
<PB N="70" REF="43"><GAP DESC="music"> ad flam&spcDash;mas, ad flam&spcDash;mas dam&spcDash;na&spcDash;te, dam&spcDash;na&spcDash;te &s;u&spcDash;per&spcDash;bos, &s;u|per&spcDash;bos ad flam&spcDash;mas, ad flam&spcDash;mas A&spcDash;ver&spcDash;ni. Tar&spcDash;ta&spcDash;re&spcDash;i vadant ad li&spcDash;mi&spcDash;na fun&spcDash;di, &amp; &s;ty&spcDash;gi&spcDash;i cadant in I&spcDash;ma pro|fun&spcDash;di; his ad&spcDash;di&spcDash;te poe&spcDash;nas, in in&spcDash;fe&spcDash;ri por&spcDash;tis pa&spcDash;ra&spcDash;te ca|te&spcDash;nas, &amp; vin&spcDash;cu&spcDash;la mortis; moe&spcDash;ren&spcDash;tes, do&spcDash;len&spcDash;tes, in Ig&spcDash;ne lo&spcDash;ca&spcDash;te, <STAGE>Adagio.</STAGE> in Ig&spcDash;ne lo&spcDash;ca&spcDash;te. </P>
<BYLINE><HI>Signior</HI> Giacomo Cari&s;&s;ime.</BYLINE>
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<HEAD>An Hymn upon the La&s;t Day.</HEAD>
<BYLINE>Words by <HI>Nat. Tate</HI> E&s;q</BYLINE>
<BYLINE>Set by Mr. <HI>Henry Purcell.</HI></BYLINE>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> _A&spcDash;Wake, a&spcDash;wake, a&spcDash;wake ye &spcDash;Wake, awake, awake ye Dead, the Trum&spcDash;pet Dead, the Trum&spcDash;pet calls, the Trum&spcDash;pet calls; Awake, a&spcDash;wake, a&spcDash;wake ye calls; A&spcDash;wake, a&spcDash;wake, a&spcDash;wake ye Dead, the Trum&spcDash;pet Dead, the Trum&spcDash;pet calls, the Trum&spcDash;pet calls, calls; Awake, a&spcDash;wake, a|wake, the Trum&spcDash;pet calls; Awake, a|wake,
<PB N="72" REF="44"><GAP DESC="music"> awake, awake, awake, awake, to Sleep, to Slee&spcDash;p, to Sleep no more, awake, awake, awake, awake, to Slee&spcDash;p, to Slee&spcDash;p, to Sleep no more, no, no, no no, no, no more, no, no, no more, no, no, no more, no, no, no more, to Sleep no more; more, no, no, no more, no, no, no more, no, no, no more, to Slee&spcDash;p no more; Hark! hark! from a&spcDash;loft, from a&spcDash;loft, a&spcDash;loft, the fro&spcDash;zen Re&spcDash;gion Hark! hark! from aloft, from a&spcDash;loft, the fro&spcDash;zen Re&spcDash;gion falls, with Noi&s;e &s;o lou&spcDash;d, it deafs the Ocean's falls, with noi&s;e &s;o lou&spcDash;d, it deafs the Ocean's
<PB N="73" REF="44"><GAP DESC="music"> roar: A&spcDash;larm'd, A&spcDash;larm'd, A&spcDash;larm'd, A|maz'd, roar: A&spcDash;maz'd, A&spcDash;maz'd, A&spcDash;larm'd, A|maz'd, the clatt'&spcDash;ring Orbs, the clatt'&spcDash;ring Orbs, the clatt'&spcDash;ring the clatt'&spcDash;ring Orbs, the clatt'&spcDash;ring Orbs come down. The Virtuous Soul a&spcDash;lone ap&spcDash;pears un|mo&spcDash;v'd, Orbs come down. The Virtuous Soul a|lone ap&spcDash;pears un&spcDash;mov'd; the Virtuous Soul a&spcDash;lone ap|pears appears, ap&spcDash;pears unmov'd; the Virtuous Soul a&spcDash;lone, a&spcDash;lone, appears un|mo&spcDash;v'd,
<PB N="74" REF="45"><GAP DESC="music"> un&spcDash;mov'd, ap&spcDash;pears unmov'd, while Earth's Foundations &s;ha&spcDash;ke ap&spcDash;pears unmov'd, while Earth's Foundations &s;ha&spcDash;ke, while Earth's Foundations &s;ha&spcDash;ke, while Earth's Foundations &s;hake; a&s;|cends, while Earth's Foundations &s;ha&spcDash;ke, while Earth's Foundations &s;hake; a&s;&spcDash;cends, a&s;cends, and mocks the Univer&s;al Wreck; a&s;&spcDash;cen&spcDash;ds, and a&s;&spcDash;cends, a&s;&spcDash;cends, and mocks the Univer&s;al Wreck; a&s;&spcDash;cends, and mocks the U&spcDash;ni&spcDash;ver&spcDash;&s;al Wreck. mocks the U&spcDash;ni&spcDash;ver&spcDash;&s;al Wreck. </P>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
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<P>Two DIVINE HYMNS: BEING A SUPPLIMENT To the Second BOOK of Harmonia Sacra.</P>
<P><HI>LONDON:</HI> Printed by <HI>W. Pear&s;on,</HI> in <HI>Red-Cro&s;s-Alley</HI> in <HI>Jewin-&s;treet,</HI> for <HI>Henry Playford,</HI> at his Shop in the <HI>Temple-Change Fleet-&s;treet.</HI> Price 6 <HI>d.</HI> Or Stitch'd up with the Second Book of <HI>Harmoniae Sacra,</HI> 4 <HI>s.</HI> 1700.</P>
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<HEAD>A Divine <HI>HYMN,</HI> Set by Mr. <HI>Jer. Clark.</HI></HEAD>
<STAGE>Very Slow.</STAGE>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> _BLe&s;t be tho&s;e &s;weet Regions where E&spcDash;ter&spcDash;nal Peace, E&spcDash;ter&spcDash;nal Peace and Mu&spcDash;&s;ick, Mu&spcDash;&s;ick, Mu&spcDash;&s;ick are; Ble&s;t be tho&s;e, Ble&s;t, Ble&s;t be tho&s;e &s;weet Regions where E&spcDash;ter&spcDash;nal Peace and Mu&spcDash;&s;ick are;
<PB N="3" REF="47"><GAP DESC="music"> That &s;o&spcDash;lid, &s;o&spcDash;lid calm, and that bright day, where brighter An&spcDash;gels Sing and Pray; that &s;o&spcDash;lid Calm; and that bright Day, where brigh&spcDash;ter An&spcDash;gels Sing and Pray, where brigh&spcDash;ter An&spcDash;gels Sing and Pray. <STAGE>Slow.</STAGE> We a Ruf&spcDash;fled World en&spcDash;dure, ne&spcDash;ver Ea&spcDash;&s;y, ne&spcDash;ver ea&spcDash;&s;y nor &s;e&spcDash;cure; we a
<PB N="4" REF="48"><GAP DESC="music"> Ruf&spcDash;fled World en&spcDash;dure, never Ea&spcDash;&s;y; never, never, never Ea&spcDash;&s;y; never, never, never Ea&spcDash;&s;y, nor Se&spcDash;cure, never Ea&spcDash;&s;y never, never, never Ea&spcDash;&s;y; never, never, never Ea&spcDash;&s;y, nor Se&spcDash;cure. Ble&s;t be tho&s;e Souls,; ble&s;t, ble&s;t, ble&s;t be tho&s;e Souls which dwell a&spcDash;bove, in Ex&spcDash;ta&spcDash;&s;ies of Mu&spcDash;tual Love; Ble&s;t be tho&s;e Souls which dwell above, in Ex&spcDash;ta&spcDash;&s;ies of mu&spcDash;tual mutual Love, in
<PB N="5" REF="48"><GAP DESC="music"> Ex&spcDash;ta&spcDash;&s;ies of mu&spcDash;tual, mu&spcDash;tual Love. </P>
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<HEAD>A <HI>HYMN</HI> on Divine <HI>MUSICK,</HI> Set by Mr. <HI>William Crofts.</HI></HEAD>
<P><GAP DESC="music"> _WHat art thou? From what Cau&spcDash;&s;es do&s;t thou &s;pring? Oh! Mu&spcDash;&s;ick thou Divine Mi&spcDash;&s;terious thing; Oh! Mu&spcDash;&s;ick thou Divine Mi&spcDash;&s;terious thing? Let me, let me but Know, let me, let me but Know, and knowing give me Voice to Sin&spcDash;g; let me, let me but Know, and knwing give me Voice to Sin&spcDash;g?
<PB N="6" REF="49"><GAP DESC="music"> Art thou the warmth in Spring? Art thou the warmth in Spring that <HI>Ze&spcDash;phire</HI> breaths? Art thou the warmth in Spring, that <HI>Ze&spcDash;phire</HI> breaths, paint&spcDash;ing the Meads, and whi&s;t&spcDash;ling through the Leaves. The happy, hapyy, Sea&s;on, the happy, happy Sea&spcDash;&s;on that all grief&spcDash; ex&spcDash;iles, when God is Pleas'd and the Cre&spcDash;a&spcDash;tion Smi&spcDash;les, &s;mi&spcDash;les
<PB N="7" REF="49"><GAP DESC="music"> the Cre&spcDash;a&spcDash;tion &s;miles? Or art thou Love, that mind to mind im&spcDash;parts the end&spcDash;le&s;s con&spcDash;cord, the end&spcDash;le&s;s concord of a&spcDash;greeing Hearts? Or art thou Friend&s;hip, yet a no&spcDash;bler Flame? Or art thou Friend&s;hip yet a no&spcDash;bler Flame, that can a dearer, a dearer way, can a dearer way make Souls the &s;ame? Or art thou ra&spcDash;ther which do all tran&s;cend, the Centre which at
<PB N="8" REF="50"><GAP DESC="music"> la&s;t the Ble&s;t a&s;&spcDash;cend, the Ble&s;t a&s;&spcDash;cend, the Ble&s;t a&s;&spcDash;cend, the Scat where <HI>Ha&spcDash;le&spcDash;lu&spcDash;jah</HI>'s, <HI>Ha&spcDash;le&spcDash;lu&spcDash;jah</HI>'s, <HI>Ha&spcDash;le&spcDash;lu&spcDash;jah</HI>'s ne&spcDash;ver, ne&spcDash;ver, ne&spcDash;ver, never, ne&spcDash;ver end, <HI>Hal&spcDash;le&spcDash;lu&spcDash;jah</HI>'s ne&spcDash;ver, ne&spcDash;ver end; Cor&spcDash;po&spcDash;real Eyes won't let us clearly &s;ee, won't let us clear&spcDash;ly &s;ee, but either thou art Heav'n, or Heav'n is thee. </P>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
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