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but kep'd
'em._]
His six Sons there hard by him stand,
Each one was a Commander;
To shew he could a Lady serve,
As well as the _Hollander_.
And there doth Sir _John Hollis_ rest,
Who was the Major General;
To Sir _John Norris_, that brave blade,
And so they go to Dinner all.
For now the Shew is at an end,
All things are done and said;
The Citizen pays for his Wife,
The Prentice for the Maid.
_A_ SONG _Sung by Mrs._ CAMPION, _in the Comedy call'd_, she wou'd and
she wou'd not. _By Mr._ JOHN WELDON.
[Music]
_Caelia_ my Heart has often rang'd,
Like Bees o'er Gaudy Flowers;
And many Thousand Loves have chang'd,
'Till it was fix'd, 'till it was fix'd on yours;
But _Caelia_ when I saw those Eyes,
'Twas soon, 'twas soon determin'd there;
Stars might as well forsake the Skies,
And Vanish into Air:
Stars might as well forsake the Skies,
And Vanish into Air.
Now if from the great Rules I err,
New Beauties, new Beauties to admire;
May I again, again turn wanderer,
And never, never, never, never, never, no, never,
Never, never, never, never, never, never, never,
Never, never, never, settle more:
May I again, again turn wanderer,
And never, never, never, never, never, no, never,
Never, never, never, never, never, never, never,
Never, never, never, settle more.
_A_ SONG _made for the Entertainment of her Royal Highness. Set by
Mr._ LEVERIDGE. _Sung by Mrs._ LINDSEY _in_ CALIGULA.
[Music]
Tho' over all Mankind, besides my conquering Beauty,
Conquering beauty, my conquering beauty Reigns;
My conquering Beauty Reigns;
From him I love, from him I love when I meet disdain,
A killing damp, a killing damp comes o'er my Pride:
I'm fair and young, I'm fair and young,
I'm fair and young in vain:
I'm fair and young, I'm fair and young,
I'm fair and young in vain;
No, no, no, let him wander where he will,
Let him wander, let him wander,
Let him wander, let him wander where he will,
I shall have Youth and Beauty, Youth and Beauty,
Youth and Beauty,
I shall have Youth and Beauty, Youth and Beauty still;
I shall have Beauty that can charm a _Jove_,
Can Charm a _Jove_, and no fault,
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no fault, no, no, no fault,
But constant Love:
From my Arms then let him fly, fly, fly,
From my Arms then let him fly;
Shall I languish, pine, and dye?
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no not I.
_A_ SONG _in the Fair_ P
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