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And kindle manly rage.
Mars has look'd the sky to red;
And Peace, the lazy god, is fled.
Plenty, peace, and pleasure fly;
The sprightly green,
In woodland walks, no more is seen;
The sprightly green has drunk the Tyrian dye.
_Chorus of all._ Plenty, peace, &c.
_Mars._ Sound the trumpet, beat the drum;
Through all the world around, 60
Sound a reveillie, sound, sound,
The warrior god is come.
_Chorus of all._ Sound the trumpet, &c.
_Momus._ Thy sword within the scabbard keep,
And let mankind agree;
Better the world were fast asleep,
Than kept awake by thee.
The fools are only thinner,
With all our cost and care:
But neither side a winner, 70
For things are as they were.
_Chorus of all_. The fools are only, &c.
_Enter_ VENUS.
_Venus_. Calms appear when storms are past;
Love will have his hour at last:
Nature is my kindly care;
Mars destroys, and I repair;
Take me, take me, while you may,
Venus comes not every day.
_Chorus of all_. Take her, take her, &c.
_Chronos_. The world was then so light, 80
I scarcely felt the weight;
Joy ruled the day, and Love the night.
But, since the queen of pleasure left the ground,
I faint, I lag,
And feebly drag
The ponderous orb around.
_Momus_. All, all of a piece throughout;
[_Pointing to Diana_.] Thy chase had a beast in view;
[_To Mars_.] Thy wars brought nothing about;
[_To Venus_.] Thy lovers were all untrue. 90
_Janus_. 'Tis well an old age is out.
_Chronos_. And time to begin a new.
_Cho. of all_. All, all of a piece throughout;
Thy chase had a beast in view:
Thy wars brought nothing about;
Thy lovers were all untrue.
'Tis well an old age is out,
And time to begin a new.
_Dance of huntsmen, nymphs, warriors, and lovers_.
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FOOTNOTES:
[Footnote 45: This Masque, with the song of a scholar and his mistress,
was performed in 1700, for the author's benefit, with the play of the
Pilgrim, altered by Sir John Vanbrugh, his fortune and health being at
that time in a declining state.]
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XXII.
SONG OF A SCHOLAR AND HIS MISTRESS,
WHO, BEING CROSSED BY THEIR FRIENDS,
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