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Item Code: JFCOTC1

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: The Custom of the Country (1647), 1.1, p.4.

First Performed: revived 2 January 1667 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher and Philip Massinger

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Char. <...> This is no masque of mirth, but murdered honour.
Sing mournfully that sad Epithalamion,
I gave thee now: and prethee let thy Lute weepe.

Song, Dance.

Enter Rutillio.

Rut. How now, what livery's this? doe you call this a wedding?
This is more like a funerall.

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Item Code: JFCOTC2

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: The Custom of the Country (1647), 3.2, p.11.

First Performed: revived 2 January 1667 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher and Philip Massinger

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Zab. Strike Musick
And sing that lusty Song.
Musick Song.

Ar. Bewitching harmony!
Sure I am turn'd into another Creature.

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Item Code: JFMT1

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: Monsieur Thomas [or, Father's Own Son](1679), 3.3, p.397.

First Performed: revived 28 September 1661 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Tho. Come strike up then: and say the Merchants daughter,
We'l bear the burthen: proceed to incision Fidler.
Song.

Enter Servant, above.

<NOTE: No lyrics are provided for this song. The next song follows immediately after this one, but is evidently a separate song>.

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Item Code: JFMT2

First line: O what is that to you my fool

Source Edition: Monsieur Thomas [or, Father's Own Son](1679), 3.3, p.397.

First Performed: revived 28 September 1661 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

<NOTE: This song follows immediately after the previous one>.

Enter Servant, above.

Ser. Who's there? what noise is this? what rogue
At these hours?

Thom. <sings> O what is that to you my fool?
O what is that to you,
Pluck in your face you bawling Ass,
Or I will break your brow.
hey down, down, down.

<speaks> A new Ballad, a new, a new.

<NOTE: Next song follows immediately after this one>.

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Item Code: JFMT3

First line: The twelfth of April on May day

Source Edition: Monsieur Thomas [or, Father's Own Son](1679), 3.3, p.397.

First Performed: revived 28 September 1661 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Lyrics: Familiar catch?--lyrics also appear in TDTFT6 .

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

<NOTE: This song follows immediately after the previous one>.

Fid. <sings> The twelfth of April, on May day,
My house and goods were burnt away, &c.

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Item Code: JFMT4

First line: My man Thomas did me promise

Source Edition: Monsieur Thomas [or, Father's Own Son](1679), 3.3, p.397.

First Performed: revived 28 September 1661 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Mary. 'Tis strange
That nothing can redeem him: rail him hence,
Or sing him out in's own way, any thing
To be deliver'd of him.

Maid. Then have at him:

<sings> My man Thomas did me promise.
He would visit me this night.
Tho. I am here Love, tell me dear Love,
How I may obtain thy sight.
Maid. Come up to my window love, come, come, come,
Come to my window my dear,
The wind, nor the rain shall trouble thee again,
But thou shalt be lodged here.

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Item Code: JFMT5

First line: The love of Greece and it tickled him so

Source Edition: Monsieur Thomas [or, Father's Own Son](1679), 3.3, p.397.

First Performed: revived 28 September 1661 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Tho. <sings> The love of Greece, and it tickled him so,
That he devised a way to goe.
Now sing the Duke of Northumberland.
Fidler. And climbing to promotion,
He fell down suddenly.

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Item Code: JFMT6

First line: Song has no lyrics. Possible reference to Jenkins's A boat, a boat.

Source Edition: Monsieur Thomas [or, Father's Own Son](1679), 4.5, p.401.

First Performed: revived 28 September 1661 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Enter Saylers singing to them, Michael, and Francis.

Sayl. Aboard, aboard, the wind stands fair.

Mich. These call for Passengers, I'll stay and see
What men they take aboard.

Fran. A Boat, a Boat, a Boat.

Sayl. Away then.

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Item Code: JFMT7

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: Monsieur Thomas [or, Father's Own Son](1679), 5.3, p.404.

First Performed: revived 28 September 1661 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Ab. Can ye sing?

Cel. Yes, Mother,
My sorrows only.

Ab. Be gone, and to the Quire then.
[Exeunt.

[Musick singing.

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Item Code: JFRAW1

First line: There's not a swain [On the plain]

Source Edition: Rule a Wife and Have a Wife (1624), not printed in play (added for a revival)

First performed: revived pre-April 1694

UMI(2) reel no.: Not applicable

Author: John Fletcher

Composer: Henry Purcell ( nwc)

Lyrics: N. Henley (Anthony Henley?)

Performer/s: Mrs. Hudson

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.348, n.3251 [Music] Peter Anthony Motteux (ed.), The Gentleman's Journal, April 1694, pp.101-3 and others.

Text of song:

There's not a Swain,
On the Plain,
Wou'd be blest like me,
Oh! cou'd you but on me smile,
But you appear so severe,
That trembling with fear,
My heart goes pitt a pat all the while:
If I cry,
Must I dye,
You make no reply,
But look shy,
And with a scornful Eye,
Kill me by your cruelty,
Oh! can you be
So hard to me.

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Item Code: JFTBB1

First line: Cast our caps and cares away

Source Edition: The Beggar's Bush (1647), 2.1, p.8

First performed: revived 7 November 1660 (L.S) and others

UMI(2) reel no.: 445:28 (1661)

Author: John Fletcher (and Francis Beaumont?)

Composer: John Wilson ( nwc)

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.190, n.483 [Music] Wilson, John, Cheerfull Ayres or Ballads, 1660, pp.22-3 (UMI(2) 44:10) and others.

Text of song:

Cast our caps and cares away, this is beggars Holy-day;
At the crowning of our King, thus we ever dance and sing:
In the world look out and see, where so happy a Prince as he?
Where the Nation live so free, and so merry as do we?
Be it peace, or be it war, here at liberty we are,
And enjoy our ease and rest; to the field we are not prest;
Nor are called into the Town, to be troubled with the Gown.
Hang all Offices we cry, and the Magistrates too, by:
When the Subsidie's increast we are not a penny ceast:
Nor will any go to law with the Beggar for a straw.
All which happiness he brags, he doth owe unto his rags.

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Item Code: JFTBB2

First line: Have ye any work for the Sow-gelder hoa [hoe]

Source Edition: The Beggar's Bush (1647), 3.1, p.13.

First performed: revived 7 November 1660 (L.S) and others

UMI(2) reel no.: 445:28 (1661)

Author: John Fletcher (and Francis Beaumont?)

Composer: John Wilson ( nwc)

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.235, n.1282 [Music] Wilson, John, Cheerfull Ayres or Ballads, 1660, pp.12-3 (UMI(2) 44:10) and others.

Text of song:

Enter Hig. like a Sow-gelder, singing.
Hig. Have ye any work for the Sow-gelder, hoa? [hoe]
My horn goes too high, too low, too high, too low.
Have ye any Pigs, Calves, or Colts,
Have ye any lambs in your holts,
To cut for the stone?
Here comes a cunning one.
Have ye any branches to spade;
Or e're a fair maid
That would be a Nun,
Come kiss me, 'tis done.
Hark how my merry horn doth blow,
Too high, too low, too high, too low.

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Item Code: JFTBB3

First line: Take her and hug her

Source Edition: The Beggar's Bush (1647), 3.1, p.14.

First performed: revived 7 November 1660 (L.S) and others

UMI(2) reel no.: 445:28 (1661)

Author: John Fletcher (and Francis Beaumont?)

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

The SONG.

<Hig.> Take her, and hug her,
And turn her and tug her;
And turn her boy, again,
Then if she mumble,
Or if her taile tumble,
Kisse her amain boy, amain,
Do thy endeavour,
To take off her feaver,
Then her disease no longer will raign.
If nothing will serve her,
Then thus to preserve her,
Swinge her amain boy, amain.
Give her cold jelly
To make up her belly,
And once a day swinge her again.
If she stand all these pains
Then knock out her brains,
Her disease no longer will reign.

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Item Code: JFTBB4

First line: Bring out your cony [cunny]-skins fair maids to me

Source Edition: The Beggar's Bush (1647), 3.1, p.15.

First performed: revived 7 November 1660 (L.S) and others

UMI(2) reel no.: 445:28 (1661)

Author: John Fletcher (and Francis Beaumont?)

Composer: Samuel Ackroyde ( nwc)

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.187, n.429 [Music] Vinculum Societatis, 1687, pp.6-7 (UMI(2) 1077:5) and others.

Text of song:

Enter Gerrard like a blind Aquavitae man, and a boy singing the SONG.

Bring out your Cony-Skins, fair maids to me,
And hold 'em fair, that I may see;
Grey, black, and blew: for the smaller skins,
I'le give ye looking-glasses, pins.
And for your whole Coney, here's ready ready money.
Come gentle Jone, do thou begin,
With thy black, black, black Cony skin.
And Mary then, and Jane will follow,
With their silver-hair'd skins, and their yellow
The white Cony-skin, I will not lay by,
For though it be faint, 'tis faire to the eye,
The grey it is warm but yet for my money,
Give me the bonny, bonny black Coney.
Come away fair maids, put your ware away.
Cony-skins, Cony-skins, have ye any Cony-skins,
I have fine brace-loets, and fine silver pins.

<NOTE: Cony is spelt "Cunny" in the score>.

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Item Code: JFTBB5

First line: I met with the devil in the shape of a ram

Source Edition: The Beggar's Bush (1647), song not printed in the play, and added for a revival.

First performed: revived 7 November 1660 (L.S) and others

UMI(2) reel no.: 445:28 (1661)

Author: John Fletcher (and Francis Beaumont?)

Composer: Thomas Wroth ( nwc)

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.252, n.1567 [Music] Wit and Mirth...Volume Four (1706), pp.115-6 (CT(1) 10355:17) et al.

Text of song:

I Met with the Devil in the shape of a Ram,
then over and over the Sowgelder came,
I rose and halter'd him fast by the horns,
And pickt out his Stones, as you would pick out Corns;
Maa quoth the Devil, with that out he slunk,
And left us a Carkass of Mutton that stunk.

I chanc'd to ride forth a mile and a half,
Where I heard he did live in disguise of a Calf;
I bound him and gelt him e'er he did any evil,
For he was at the best but a young suckling Devil;
Maa yet he cries and forth he did steal,
And this was sold after for excellent Veal.

Some half a year after in the Form of a Pig,
I met with the rogue and he lookt very big;
I caught at his leg laid him down on a log,
E'er a man could fart twice I made him a Hog.
Huh, huh, quoth the Devil and gave such a Jirk,
That a Jew was converted and eat of that Pork.

In Woman's attire I met him most fine,
At first sight I thought him some Angel divine;
But viewing his crab face I fell to my trade,
I made him foreswear ever acting a Maid;
Meaw quoth the devil and so ran away,
Hid himself in a Fryars old weeds as they say.

I walked along and it was my good chance,
To meet with a black coat that was in a Trance;
I sppedily grip'd him and whipt off his Cods,
'Twixt his Head and his Breech I left little odds;
O quoth the Devil and so away ran,
Thou oft wilt be curst by many a Woman.

<Well known as `The gelding of the devil'>

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Item Code: JFTC1

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: The Chances (1647), 2.2, p.7.

First Performed: revived 24 November 1660 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher (see also George Villiers--GVTC1 )

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Lute sounds within.

Ant. Harke.
Pet. What?
Ant. Doest not hear a Lute?
Agen?
Pet. Where is't?
Ant. Above in my Masters chamber.
Pet. There's no creature: he hath the key himself man.
An. This is his Lute: let him have it.
Pet. I grant you; but who strikes it?
Sing within a little.

Ant. An admirable voice too, harke ye.
Pet. Anthony,
Art sure we are at home?
Ant. Without all doubt, Peter.
Pet.
Then this must be the Devill.
Ant. Let it be.

Sing agen.

Good Devill sing againe: O dainty devill,
Peter beleve it, a most delicate devill,
The sweetest Devill---

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Item Code: JFTC2

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: The Chances (1647), 2.2, p.8.

First Performed: revived 24 November 1660 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher (see also George Villiers--GVTC1 )

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Ant. This is no devill Peter.
Sing.

Mum, there be Bats abroad. Exeunt Servants.

Fred. Stay, now she sings.

Ioh. An Angels voice Ile sweare.

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Item Code: JFTC3

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: The Chances (1647), 5.3, p.19.

First Performed: revived 24 November 1660 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher (see also George Villiers--GVTC1 )

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Iohn. Why, now do I thinke Fredrick,
(And if I thinke amisse heaven pardon me,)
This honest Conjurer, with some foure or five
Of his good fellow devils, and my selfe,
Shall be yet drunke ere midnight.

Song.

Fred. Peace, he conjures.

Iohn. Why, this is the Song Fredrick: twenty pound now
To see but our Don Gillian.

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Item Code: JFTFS1

First line: Sing his praises that doth keep

Source Edition: The Faithful Shepherdesse (1610), 1.1, p.5.

First performed: acted at Court 6 January 1662/3 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 594:10 (1665)

Author: John Fletcher

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

They rise and sing in praise of Pan.

[Shepherds.]

The Song.

Sing his prayses that doth keepe
Our Flocks from harme,
Pan the Father of our sheepe,
And arme in arme
Tread wee softly in a round,
Whilest the hollow neighbouring ground
Fills the musicke with her sound.

Pan, O great god Pan, to thee
Thus do wee sing:
Thou that keep'st us chaste and free,
As the young spring,
Ever bee thy honour spoke,
From that place the morne is broke,
To that place Day doth unyoke.

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Item Code: JFTFS2

First line: Come shepherds come

Source Edition: The Faithful Shepherdesse (1610), 1.1, p.13.

First performed: acted at Court 6 January 1662/3 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 594:10 (1665)

Author: John Fletcher

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

The Song.

Come Shepherds come,
Come away without delay
Whilst the gentle time dost stay.
Greene woods are dumb,
And will never tell to any,
Those dear kisses, and those many
Sweet imbraces that are given
Dainty pleasures that would even
Raise in coldest age a fire,
And give virgin blood desire,
Then if ever,
Now or never,
Come and have it,
Thinke not I,
Dare deny,
If you crave it.

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Item Code: JFTFS3

First line: Do not fear to put thy feet

Source Edition: The Faithful Shepherdesse (1610), 3.1, p.38.

First performed: acted at Court 6 January 1662/3 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 594:10 (1665)

Author: John Fletcher

Composer: John Wilson ( nwc)

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.212, n.864 [Music] Select ayres and dialogues, 1659, p.98 (UMI(2) 970:7) and others.

Text of song:

God. <...> And to make thee understand,
how I can my waves command,
they shall bubble whilst I sing
sweeter than the silver spring.

The Song.

Doe not feare to put thy feet
Naked in the River sweet;
Think not Leach, or Newt or Toad
Will bite thy foot, when thou hast trod;
Nor let the water rising high,
As thou wad'st in, make thee crie
And sob, but ever live with mee,
And not a wave shall trouble thee.

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Item Code: JFTFS4

First line: All ye woods and trees and bowers

Source Edition: The Faithful Shepherdesse (1610), 5.1, p.70.

First performed: acted at Court 6 January 1662/3 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 594:10 (1665)

Author: John Fletcher

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Prie<st>. <...> Now rise and goe, and as ye passe away
sing to the god of sheepe, that happy lay,
that honest Dorus taught ye, Dorus, he
that was the soule and god of melody.

[Shepherds]

The Song. [They all Sing.

All ye woods, and trees and bowers,
All you vertues and ye powers
That inhabit in the lakes,
In the pleasant springs or brakes,
Move your feet
To our sound,
Whilst we greet
All this ground,
With his honour and his name
That defends our flocks from blame.

He is great, and he is just,
He is ever good, and must
Thus be honour'd: Daffadillies,
Roses, Pinks, and loved Lillies,
Let us fling,
Whilest we sing,
Ever holy,
Ever holy,
Ever honour'd ever young,
This great Pan is ever sung.

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Item Code: JFTHL1

First line: Rise from the shades below

Source Edition: The Humorous Lieutenant (1647), 4.3, p.204.

First Performed: revived 29 November 1660 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Mag. Pray doubt not.---
He Conjures.

A Song.

Rise from the Shades below,
All you that prove
The helpes of looser Love;
Rise and bestow
Upon this Cup, what ever may compel
By powerful Charm, and un-resisted Spell.
A heart un-warm'd to melt in Loves desires,
Distill into this Liquor all your fires:
Heats, longings, tears,
But keep back frozen fears;
That she may know, that has all power defied,
Art is a power that will not be denied.

<NOTE: Next song follows immediately after this one, and is a response to it>.

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Item Code: JFTHL2

First line: I obey [And am come to view e're day]

Source Edition: The Humorous Lieutenant (1647), 4.3, p.204.

First Performed: revived 29 November 1660 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

<NOTE: This song follows immediately after the previous one, and is a response to it>.

The Answer.

I Obey, I Obey,
And am come to view the day
Brought along, all may compel,
All the Earth has, and our Hell:
Here's a little little Flower,
This will make her sweat an hour,
Then unto such flames arise,
A thousand joys will not suffice.
Here's the powder of the Moon,
With which she caught Endymion;
The powerful tears that Venus cryed,
When the Boy, Adonis dyed.
Here's Medea's Charm, with which
Jasons heart she did bewitch,
Omphale this Spell put in
When she made the Libyan spin.
This dull root pluckt from Lethe flood,
Purges all pure thoughts, and good.
These I stir thus, round, round, round,
Whilst our light feet beat the ground.

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Item Code: JFTKOM1

First line: At the close of the evening the watches are set

Source Edition: The Knight of Malta (1616-9?), song written and set for a revival?

First performed: revived pre-1691?

UMI(2) reel no.: Not applicable

Author: John Fletcher, Nathan Field and Philip Massinger

Composer: Henry Purcell ( nwc)

Lyrics: Unrecorded

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.178, n.272.[Music] John Playford, Apollo's Banquet...Second Book, 1691, no.73 (UMI(2) 221:10) and others.

Text of song:

At the close of the Evening the Watches were set,
The Guards went the Round, and the Ta-ta-ta-too was beat:
But now yonder Stars appear in the Sky,
And Ta-ra-ra-ra, Ra-ra-ra-ra is founded on high;
We shall soon be Reliev'd,
Then drink away, then drink away, then drink, drink, drink away;
Here's to you, and to you, and to you,
Let us drink, let us drink, let us drink till 'tis day.

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Item Code: JFTLFL1

First line: Come away bring on the bride

Source Edition: The Little French Lawyer (1647), 1.1, p.338.

First Performed: revived 2 February 1670 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher and Philip Massinger

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

An Epithalamium.

Song at the Wedding.

Come away, bring on the Bride
And place her by her Lovers side:
You fair troop of Maids attend her,
Pure and holy thoughts befriend her.
Blush, and wish, you Virgins all,
Many such fair nights may fall.
Chorus. Hymen, fill the house with joy,
All thy sacred fires employ:
Bless the Bed with holy love,
Now fair orb of Beauty move.

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Item Code: JFTLFL2

First line: He struck so hard the basin broke

Source Edition: The Little French Lawyer (1647), 2.1, p.343.

First Performed: revived 2 February 1670 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher and Philip Massinger

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

La-writ sings within then Enters.

<Din. ...> What's that?
This is a rascaly voice sure it comes this way.

La-writ. <sings> He strook so hard, the Bason broke,
And Tarquin heard the sound.

Din. <speaks> What master thing is this? let me survey it.

La-writ. <sings> And then he strook his necke in two.

Din. <speaks> This may be a rascall, but 'tis a mad rascall,
What an Alphabet of faces he puts on?
Hey how it fences? if this should be the rogue,
As 'tis the likeliest rogue I see this day---

Lawr. <sings> Was ever man for Ladies sake? down, down.

Di. <speaks> And what are you good sir? down, down, down, down.

La-wr. <speaks> What's that to you, good sir? downe, downe.

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Item Code: JFTLFL3

First line: This way this way come and hear

Source Edition: The Little French Lawyer (1647), 4.1, p.352.

First Performed: revived 2 February 1670 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher and Philip Massinger

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Song in the Wood.

This way, this way, come and hear,
You that hold these pleasures dear,
Fill your ears with our sweet sound,
Whilst we melt the frozen ground:
This way come, make haste oh faire,
Let your clear eyes gild the Air;
Come and bless us with your sight,
This way, this way seek delight.

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Item Code: JFTLM1

First line: They that will learn to drink a health in hell

Source Edition: The Lover's Melancholy (1629), 3.1, p.51.

First Performed: revived pre-1668? (see L.S. p.140)

UMI(1) reel no.: 989:8

Author: John Ford

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Enter Cuculus like a Bedlam singing.

Cucul. They that will learne to drinke a health in Hell,
Must learne on earth to take Tobacco well,
To take Tobacco well, to take Tobacco well:
For in Hell they drink nor Wine, nor Ale, nor Beere,
But fire, and smoake, and stench, as we do heere.

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Item Code: JFTLM2

First line: Hark did ye not hear a rumbling

Source Edition: The Lover's Melancholy (1629), 3.1, p.52.

First Performed: revived pre-1668? (see L.S. p.140)

UMI(1) reel no.: 989:8

Author: John Ford

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Cuculus sings.

Harke, did yee not heare a rumbling,
The Gobblings are now a tumbling:
Ile teare 'em, Ile seare 'em,
Ile roare 'em, Ile goare 'em:
Now, now, now, my braines are a Iumbling,---

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Item Code: JFTLM3

First line: Good your honours [Pray your worships]

Source Edition: The Lover's Melancholy (1629), 3.1, p.52.

First Performed: revived pre-1668? (see L.S. p.140)

UMI(1) reel no.: 989:8

Author: John Ford

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Enter a Sea-nimph big-bellied, singing and dancing.

Good your Honours,
Pray your Worships,
Deare your Beauties,
Cucul. Hang thee.
To lash your sides,
To tame your hides,
To scourge your prides,
And bang thee.
Nym. Were pretty and dainty, and I will begin,
See how they doe Ieere me, deride me, and grin:
Come sport me, come court me, your Topsaile aduance,
And let vs conclude our delights in a Dance.

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Item Code: JFTLM4

First line: Fly hence shadows that do keep

Source Edition: The Lover's Melancholy (1629), 5.1, p.77.

First Performed: revived pre-1668? (see L.S. p.140)

UMI(1) reel no.: 989:8

Author: John Ford

Composer: John Wilson ( nwc)

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.221, n.1025 [Music] Wilson,John, Cheerfull Ayres or Ballads (1660), pp.88-9 (UMI(2) 44:10)

Text of song:

Soft Musicke. Enter Melander (in a Coach) his haire and beard trimd, habit and gowne chang'd. Rhetias and Corax, and Boy that sings.

The Song.

Fly hence, shadowes, that doe keep
Watchfull sorrowes, charm'd in sleepe;
Though the Eyes be ouertaken,
Yet the Heart doth euer waken
Thoughts, chain'd vp in busie snares
Of continuall woes and cares:
Loue and griefes are so exprest,
As they rather sigh then rest.
Fly hence, shadowes, that doe keepe
Watchfull sorrowes, charm'd in sleepe.

Mel. Where am I? Ha? What sounds are these? Tis day, sure.
Oh, I haue slept belike: tis but the foolery
Of some beguiling dreame. So, so, I will not
Trouble the play of my delighted Fancy
But dreame my dreame out.

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Item Code: JFTLS1

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: The Loyal Subject (1647), 2.1, p.263.

First Performed: revived 18 August 1660 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Anc. <...> Come list to my ditty: come set in boyes,
With your Lordships patience.

Song.

How do you like my Song, my Lord?

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Item Code: JFTLS2

First line: Broom broom the bonny broom

Source Edition: The Loyal Subject (1647), 3.5, p.269.

First Performed: revived 18 August 1660 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

I. Song.

Anc. Broom, Broom, the bonnie Broom,
Come buy my Birchen Broom,
I'th' Wars we have no more room,
Buy all my bonnie Broom,
For a kiss take two;
If those will not do,
For a little, little pleasure,
Take all my whole treasure:
If all these will not do't,
Take the Broom-man to boot.
Broom, Broom, the bonnie Broome.

<NOTE: The next song follows immediately after this one>.

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Item Code: JFTLS3

First line: The wars are done and gone

Source Edition: The Loyal Subject (1647), 3.5, p.269.

First Performed: revived 18 August 1660 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

<NOTE: This song follows immediately after the previous one>.

II. Song.

1 Sol. The Wars are done and gone,
And Souldiers now neglected, Pedlers are,
Come Maidens, come alone,
For I can shew you handsome, handsome ware;
Powders for, for the head,
And drinks for your bed,
To make ye blith and bonney.
As well in the night we Souldiers can fight,
And please a young wench as any.
2 Sol. I have fine Potato's,
Ripe Potato's.

<NOTE: The next song follows immediately after this one>.

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Item Code: JFTLS4

First line: Will ye buy any honesty come away

Source Edition: The Loyal Subject (1647), 3.5, p.269.

First Performed: revived 18 August 1660 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Composer: John Wilson ( nwc)

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.389, n.3973 [Music] Wilson, John, Cheerfull Ayres or Ballads (1660), pp.4-5 (UMI(2) 44:10) et al.

Text of song:

<NOTE: This song follows immediately after the previous one>.

III. Song.

3 Sol. Will ye buy any Honesty, come away,
I sell it openly by day,
I bring no forced light, nor no Candle
To cozen ye; come buy and handle:
This will shew the great man good,
The Tradesman where he swears and lyes,
Each Lady of a noble bloud,
The City dame to rule her eyes:
Ye are rich men now: come buy, and then
I'le make ye richer, honest-men.

<NOTE: The next song follows immediately after this one>.

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Item Code: JFTLS5

First line: Have ye any cracked maiden-heads

Source Edition: The Loyal Subject (1647), 3.5, p.270.

First Performed: revived 18 August 1660 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

<NOTE: This song follows immediately after the previous one>.

IV. Song.

4 Sol. Have ye any crackt maiden-heads, to new leach or mend?
Have ye any old maiden-heads to sell or to change?
Bring 'em to me with a little pretty gin,
I'le clout 'em, I'le mend 'em, I'le knock in a pin,
Shall make 'em as good maids agen,
As ever they have been.

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Item Code: JFTLS6

First line: If your daughters on their beds

Source Edition: The Loyal Subject (1647), 3.5, p.270.

First Performed: revived 18 August 1660 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

1 Sol. <sings> If your Daughters on their beds,
Have bow'd, or crackt their maiden-heads;
If in a Coach with two much tumbling,
They chance to crie, fie, fo, what fumbling;
If her foot slip, and down fall shee,
And break her leg 'bove the knee,
The one and thirtieth of Februarie let this be ta'en,
And they shall be arrant maids again.

<NOTE: Not clear whether recited or sung>.

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Item Code: JFTLS7

First line: Broom broom [the bonny broom] (reprise)

Source Edition: The Loyal Subject (1647), 3.5, p.270.

First Performed: revived 18 August 1660 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Source/s of Music: See JFTLS2

Text of song:

Anc. Broom, Broom, &c.

Exit singing.

<NOTE: This is a reprise of JFTLS2>.

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Item Code: JFTLT1

First line: Pleasures beauty youth attend ye

Source Edition: The Lady's Trial (1639), 2.1, sig.E2r

First Performed: revived 3 March 1669 (L.S)

UMI(1) reel no.: 1023:12

Author: John Ford

Composer: Henry Lawes ( nwc)

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.317, n.2704 [Music] Playford, John, Select Ayres and Dialogues, Second Book (1669), p.23 (UMI(2) 286:22).

Text of song:

SONG.

Enter Adurni, and Spinella.

Pleasures, Beauty, Youth attend yee.
Whiles the spring of nature lasteth,
Love and melting thoughts attend yee
Use the time, ere winter hasteth.
Active blood, and free delight,
Place and privacie invite.
Doe doe! be kind as faire,
Loose not opportunity for ayre.

She is cruell that denies it,
Bountie best appeares in granting,
Stealth of sport as soone supplies it,
Whiles the dues of love are wanting.
Here's the sweet exchange of blisse,
When each whisper proves a kisse.
In the game are felt no paines,
For in all the looser gaines.

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Item Code: JFTLT2

First line: What ho we come to be merry

Source Edition: The Lady's Trial (1639), 4.1, sig.H1v.

First Performed: revived 3 March 1669 (L.S)

UMI(1) reel no.: 1023:12

Author: John Ford

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

SONG.

VVhat hoe we come to be merry,
Open the doores a Joviall crew,
Lusty boyes and free, and very,
Very, very lusty boys are wee,
We can drinke till all looke blew,
Dance sing and roare,
Never give ore.
As long as we have nere an eye to see
Pithee, pithee, leths come in,
Oue thall all oua favous win,
Dently, dently, we thall passe,
None kitheth like the lithping lasse.

Pie. What call yee this a song?

Amo. Yeth a delithious thing, and wondroth prety,

Fut. A very country catch---doubtlesse some prince
Belike hath sent it to congratulate
Your nights repose.

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Item Code: JFTMITM1

First line: Come follow me you country-lasses

Source Edition: The Maid in the Mill (1647), 2.1, p.123.

First Performed: revived 29 January 1661 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher and William Rowley

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Enter Pedro, with Gerasto blind, singing.

Song.

Ger. Come follow me (you Countrey-Lasses)
And you shall see such sport as passes;
You shall Dance, and I will Sing;
Pedro he shall rub the string:
Each shall have a loose-bodied Gown
Of green; and laugh till you lie down.
Come follow me, come follow, &c.

<eighteen lines of dialogue separates this from the second verse>

Song.

Ger. You shall have Crowns of Roses, Daysies,
Buds, where the honey-maker gazes:
You shall taste the golden thighs,
Such as in Wax-Chamber lies.
What fruit please you, taste, freely pull,
Till you have all your bellies full.
Come follow me, &c.

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Item Code: JFTMITM2

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: The Maid in the Mill (1647), 2.2, p.124.

First Performed: revived 29 January 1661 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher and William Rowley

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Enter Shepherd singing, with Ismena, Aminta, Florimell, (as Juno, Pallas, Venus,) and 3 Nymphs attending.

<NOTE: The next song follows immediately after this one>.

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Item Code: JFTMITM3

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: The Maid in the Mill (1647), 2.2, p.124.

First Performed: revived 29 January 1661 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher and William Rowley

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

<NOTE: This song follows immediately after the previous one>.

Bust. Go Cupid blind, conduct the dumb, for Ladies must not speak here: Let shepherds sing with dancing feet, and cords of musick break here.

Song.

Now Ladies fight, with heels so light, by lot your luck must fall, Where Paris please, to do you ease, and give the golden Ball.
Dance.

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Item Code: JFTMITM4

First line: Now having leisure and a happy wind

Source Edition: The Maid in the Mill (1647), 5.2, p.135.

First Performed: revived 29 January 1661 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher and William Rowley

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Enter Otrante and Florimell singing.

1. Song.

Flo. Now having leisure, and a happy wind,
Thou maist at pleasure cause the stones to grind,
Sayls spread, and grist here ready to be ground,
Fie, stand not idlely, but let the Mill go round.

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Item Code: JFTMITM5

First line: How long shall I pine for love

Source Edition: The Maid in the Mill (1647), 5.2, p.135.

First Performed: revived 29 January 1661 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher and William Rowley

Composer: Unrecorded ( nwc)

Performer/s: Mr. Prince

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.245, n.1438 [Music] Wit and Mirth...Volume Four (1706), pp.171-2 (CT(1) 10355:17) et al.

Text of song:

2. Song.

How long shall I pine for love?
how long shall I sue in vain?
How long like the Turtle-Dove
shall I heavily thus complain?
Shall the sayls of my love stand still?
Shall the grists of my hopes be unground?
Oh fie, oh fie, oh fie,
let the Mill, let the Mill go round.

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Item Code: JFTMITM6

First line: On the bed I'll throw thee down

Source Edition: The Maid in the Mill (1647), 5.2, p.135.

First Performed: revived 29 January 1661 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher and William Rowley

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

3. Song.

On the bed Ile throw thee, throw thee down;
Down being laid, shall we be afraid
To try the rights that belong to love?
No, no, there Ile woe thee with a Crown,
Crown our desires, kindle the fires,
When love requires we should wanton prove;
We'll kiss, we'll sport, we'll laugh, we'll play,
If thou com'st short, for thee I'll stay,
If thou unskilful art on the ground,
I'll kindly teach, we'll have the Mill go round.

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Item Code: JFTMITM7

First line: Think me still in my father's mill

Source Edition: The Maid in the Mill (1647), 5.2, p.136.

First Performed: revived 29 January 1661 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher and William Rowley

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

4. Song.

Think me still in my Fathers Mill,
where I have oft been found-a
Thrown on my back, on a well-fill'd sack,
while the Mill has still gone round-a:
Prethee sirrah try thy skill,
and again let the mill go round-a.

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Item Code: JFTMITM8

First line: The young one the old one the fearful the bold one

Source Edition: The Maid in the Mill (1647), 5.2, p.136.

First Performed: revived 29 January 1661 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher and William Rowley

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

5. Song.

The young one, the old one, the fearful, the bold one,
the lame one, though nere so unsound,
The Jew or the Turk, have leave for to work,
the whilest that the Mill goes round.

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Item Code: JFTML1

First line: Orpheus I am come from the deep's below

Source Edition: The Mad Lover (1647), 4.1, p.247.

First Performed: revived 9 February 1661 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

SONG.

Stre. Orpheus, I am come from the deeps below,
To thee fond man the plagues of love to show:
To the fair fields where loves eternal dwell
There's none that come, but first they pass through hell:
Hark and beware unless thou hast lov'd ever,
Belov'd again, thou shalt see those joyes never.

Hark how they groan that dy'd despairing,
O take heed then:
Hark how they howl for over daring,
All these were men.

They that be fools, and dye for fame
They lose their name;
And they that bleed
Harke how they speed.

Now in cold frosts, now scorching fires
They sit and curse their lost desires:
Nor shall these souls be free from pains and fears,
Till Women waft them over in their tears.

Mem. <speaks> How should I know my passage is deni'de me
Or which of all the Devills dare

Eumen. This Song
Was rarely formed to fit him.

<NOTE: The next song follows immediately after this one>.

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Item Code: JFTML2

First line: Charon o Charon [Thou wafter of the souls]

Source Edition: The Mad Lover (1647), 4.1, p.247.

First Performed: revived 9 February 1661 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

<NOTE: This song follows immediately after the previous one>.

SONG.

Orph. Charon o Charon,
Thou wafter of the souls to bliss or bane.
Cha. Who calls the Ferry-man of Hell?
Or. Come near,
And say who lives in joy, and whom in fear.
Cha. Those that dye well; Eternal joy shall follow;
Those that dye ill, their own foul fate shall swallow.
Orph. Shall thy black Bark those guilty spirits stow
That kill themselves for love?
Cha. O no, no, no.
My cordage crackes when such great sins are near,
No wind blows fair, nor I my self can stear.
Orph. What lovers pass and in Elizium raign?
Cha. Those Gentle loves that are belov'd again.
Orph. This Souldier Loves, and fain wood dye to win,
Shall he goe on?
Cha. No 'tis too foul a sin.
He must not come aboard: I dare not row,
Stormes of despair, and guilty blood will blow.
Orph. Shall time release him, say?
Cha. No, no, no, no.
Nor time nor death can alter us, nor prayer;
My boat is destinie, and who then dare
But those appointed come aboard? Live still,
And love by reason, Mortal, not by will.
Or. And when thy Mistris shall close up thine eyes
Cha. Then come aboard and pass,
Or. Till when be wise

Cha. Till when be wise.

Eumen. <speaks> How still he sitts: I hope this Song has setled him

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Item Code: JFTML3

First line: O fair sweet goddess queen of loves

Source Edition: The Mad Lover (1647), 5.1, p.250.

First Performed: revived 9 February 1661 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Enter Calis and her Traine with lights singing; Lucippe, Cleanthe

SONG.

O fair sweet Goddess Queene of Loves,
Soft and gentle, as thy Doves,
Humble ey'd, and ever ruing
Those poor hearts, their Loves pursuing:
O thou Mother of delights,
Crowner of all happy nights,
Star of dear content, and pleasure,
Of mutual loves the endless treasure,
Accept this sacrifice we bring
Thou continual youth and Spring,
Grant this Lady her desires,
And every hour, we'll crown thy fires.

Enter a Nun.

Nun. <sings> You about her all retire,
Whilest the Princess feeds the fire,
When your Devotions ended be
To the Oracle I will attend ye.

Exit. Nun & draws the Curten close to Calis.

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Item Code: JFTML4

First line: O divine star of heaven

Source Edition: The Mad Lover (1647), 5.1, p.250.

First Performed: revived 9 February 1661 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Nun. Here kneele againe, and Venus grant your wishes.

Calis. O Divine Star of Heaven,
Thou in power above the seven:
Thou sweet kindler of desires,
Till they grow to mutuall fires:
Thou, O gentle Queen that art,
Curer of each wounded heart:
Thou the fuel, and the flame;
Thou in Heaven, and here the same:
Thou the wooer, and the woo'd:
Thou the hunger, and the food:
Thou the prayer, and the pray'd;
Thou what is, or shall be said:
Thou still young, and golden tressed,
Make me by thy Answer blessed.

<NOTE: Not clear whether recited or sung>.

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Item Code: JFTML5

First line: Purge me the temple round

Source Edition: The Mad Lover (1647), 5.1, p.251.

First Performed: revived 9 February 1661 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Musicke. Venus descends.

Nun. The Goddesse is displeased much,
The Temple shakes and totters: she appeares,
Bow, Lady, bow.

Venus. Purge me the Temple round,
And live by this example henceforth sound.
Virgin, I have seen thy tears,
Heard thy wishes, and thy fears;
Thy holy Incense flew above,
Hark therefore to thy doom in Love;
Had thy heart been soft at first,
Now thou had'st allay'd thy thirst,
Had thy stubborn will but bended,
All thy sorrows here had ended;
Therefore be just in love,
And strange Fortune thou must prove,
And, for thou hast been stern and coy,
A dead Love thou shalt enjoy.

<NOTE: Not clear whether recited or sung>.

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Item Code: JFTML6

First line: Arm the scouts are all come in

Source Edition: The Mad Lover (1647), 5.1, p.251.

First Performed: revived 9 February 1661 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Mem. Sing me the Battell of Pelusium,
In which this Worthie died.

Eumen. This will spoile all, and make him worse
Then ere he was, sitt downe sir,
And give your selfe to rest.

Song.

Arm, arm, arm, arm, the Scouts are all come i,
Keepe your Ranks close, and now your honours win.
Behold from yonder Hill, the Foe appears,
Bowes, Bills, Glaves, Arrows, Shields, and Spears,
Like a dark Wood he comes, or tempest pouring;
O view the Wings of Horse the Meadows scowring,
The vant-guard marches bravely, hark the Drums---dub, dub,
They meet, they meet, and now the Battel comes:
See how the Arrows fly,
That darken all the Skye,
Hark how the Trumpets sound,
Hark how the Hills rebound.---Tara, tara, tara.

Hark how the Horses charge: in Boys, Boys in---tara, tara.
The Battel totters; now the wounds begin;
O how they cry,
O how they dy!
Room for the valiant Memnon arm'd with thunder,
See how he breaks the Ranks asunder:
They flye, they flye, Eumenes has the Chace,
And brave Polybius <Posibius>, makes good his place.
To the Plains, to the Woods,
To the Rocks, to the Floods,
They flie for succour: Follow, follow, follow, Hey, hey.
Hark how the Souldiers hollow
Brave Diocles is dead,
And all his Souldiers fled,
Tho Battel's won, and lost,
That many a life hath cost.

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Item Code: JFTML7

First line: Let all be gay let pleasure reign

Source Edition: The Mad Lover (1647), song not printed in play, and set for a revival.

First performed: revived pre-January 1701/2 at "the Theatre in Little Lincoln's-Inn Fields". The reference to King William III suggests a date post-1688.

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Composer: John Eccles ( nwc)

Lyrics: Unknown

Performer/s: Mrs. Hudson

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.274, n.1952. [Music] Mercurius Musicus, January and February 1701/2, pp.1-2.

Text of song:

Let all be Gay let pleasure reign,
Peace and 'William' cheer the Plain,
Both arriving, sports reviveing;
None but Lovers now shall mourn:
None but those who Ravage and Burn,
Soon with Cooing, or with Ranging,
With persuing, or with changing,
All their pain to joy shall turn.

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Item Code: JFTML8

First line: Cease of Cupid to complain

Source Edition: The Mad Lover (1647), song not printed in play, and set for a revival.

First performed: see JFTML7

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Composer: John Eccles ( nwc)

Lyrics: Unknown

Performer/s: Anne Bracegirdle

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.191, n.497.[Music] Mercurius Musicus, January and February 1701/2, pp.2-3 and others.

Text of song:

Cease of Cupid to complain,
Love's a joy ev'n while a pain;
Oh! then think how great his Blisses,
Moving Glances, Balmy Kisses,
Charming Raptures, Matchless Sweets,
Love alone all joys compleat.

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Item Code: JFTML9

First line: Come ye nymphs and ev'ry swain

Source Edition: The Mad Lover (1647), song not printed in play, and set for a revival.

First performed: see JFTML7

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Composer: John Eccles ( nwc)

Lyrics: Unknown

Performer/s: Anne Bracegirdle

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.204, n.719.[Music] Mercurius Musicus, January and February 1701/2, pp.3-4, 12 and others.

Text of song:

Come ye Nymphs and ev'ry Swain,
Galatea leave<s> the Main,
To revive us on the Plain,
Come ye Nymphs and ev'ry Swain.

<NOTE: See Day and Murrie reference to Motteux's Acis and Galatea, 1701--check>.

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Item Code: JFTML10

First line: Must then a faithful lover go

Source Edition: The Mad Lover (1647), song not printed in play, and set for a revival.

First performed: see JFTML7

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Composer: John Eccles ( nwc)

Lyrics: Unknown

Performer/s: Anne Bracegirdle

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.290, n.2235. [Music] Mercurius Musicus, January and February 1701/2, pp.4-6.

Text of song:

Must then a faithful Lover go,
Scorn'd and Banish'd like a Foe;
Oh! let me rave, dispair, dispair;
Curse my Fate, yet Bless the Fair;
For oh! in spight of her disdain,
I still must Love, and hug my Chain;
Yet Why shou'd Love my Heart molest?
When hate her Love possesses;
Revenge or Scorn shou'd rule my Breast,
When such a Swain she Blesses:
Then I'll no more to Coyness sue,
Faith and Constant Love adieu,
Farewell Dotage, Fond Disease,
Welcome Freedom, welcome Ease;
I'll Rove, and I'll Range, I'll Love and I'll Change;
Every Hour, and every Place,
Every Fair, and every Face;
I'll vow and protest, I'll swear and deceive
All who like me are so mad as to believe.

<NOTE: See Day and Murrie reference to Motteux's Acis and Galatea, 1701--check, as date limiter>.

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Item Code: JFTML11

First line: Ah how lovely sweet and dear

Source Edition: The Mad Lover (1647), song not printed in play, and set for a revival.

First performed: see JFTML7

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Composer: John Eccles ( nwc)

Lyrics: Unknown

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.166, n.55.[Music] Mercurius Musicus, January and February 1701/2, pp.6, 12 and others.

Text of song:

Ah! How lovely sweet and dear,
Is the kind relenting Fair,
Who Reprieve us in Despair;
Oh! that thus my Nymph wou'd say,
Come, come my dear, thy cares repay,
Be blest my Love, be mine to day.

<NOTE: See Day and Murrie reference to Motteux's Acis and Galatea, 1701--check!>.

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Item Code: JFTML12

First line: Advance gay tenants of the plain

Source Edition: The Mad Lover (1647), song not printed in play, and set for a revival.

First performed: see JFTML7

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Composer: John Eccles ( nwc)

Lyrics: Unknown

Performer/s: Anne Bracegirdle

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.163, n.13.[Music] Mercurius Musicus, January and February 1701/2, p.7 and others.

Text of song:

Advance Gay Tennants of the Plain;
Loud Eccho spread my Voice.

<NOTE: See Day and Murrie reference to Motteux's Acis and Galatea, 1701--check!>.

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Item Code: JFTML13

First line: When the whole world amaz'd

Source Edition: The Mad Lover (1647), song not printed in play, and set for a revival.

First performed: see JFTML7

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Composer: John Eccles ( nwc)

Lyrics: Unknown

Performer/s: Mr. Cook

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.380, n.3807. [Music] Mercurius Musicus, January and February 1701/2, pp.7-10.

Text of song:

When the whole World amaz'd,
On our Leading Hero Gaz'd,
His foremost Guard cry'd,
Arm, beat Drums, sound Trumpets, all the Camp alarm,
Hark! the Foes come, see they march along
In dire array, a Hundred Thousand strong:
Their threatning Squadrons and Battalions view,
What horrid, horrid slaughter will ensue;
Rous'd by the dreadfull charm, the Warriors wake,
The Valiant glow, the Vulgar quake,
But nothing can our leading Hero shake,
Let 'em come on he cry'd,
Let Fate the War decide;
The Foes thus num'rous on us call,
But to be worthy by our Arms to fall.

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Item Code: JFTML14

First line: Appear all ye lovers to coo laugh and toy

Source Edition: The Mad Lover (1647), song not printed in play, and set for a revival.

First performed: see JFTML7

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Composer: John Eccles ( nwc)

Lyrics: Unknown

Performer/s: Anne Bracegirdle and Mr. Wiltshire.

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.173, n.182.[Music] Mercurius Musicus, January and February 1701/2, pp.10-1.

Text of song:

Appear all ye Lovers to Cooe, Laugh and Toy,
<Appear Jolly Topers to drink Laugh and Toy,>
And rais'd with kind Love, give a taste of your Joy.
<And rais'd with brisk Wine, give a taste of your Joy>.

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Item Code: JFTML15

First line: Now women I scorn you brisk wine's my delight

Source Edition: The Mad Lover (1647), song not printed in play, but added for a revival.

First performed: see JFTML7

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Composer: John Eccles ( nwc)

Lyrics: Unknown

Performer/s: Mr. Dog<g>et and Mr. Bowman.

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.302, n.2441. [Music] Mercurius Musicus, March and April 1701/2, pp.13-7.

Text of song:

Now Women I Scorn you, brisk Wine's my delight,
I laugh all the Day, and I Revel all Night;
As great as a Monarch, the Minutes I pass,
The Bottel my Globe, my Scepter my Glass;
The Table my Throne, the Tavern my Court,
The Drawers my Subjects, and Drinking my Sport.
Here, here's the Spring of all Joy,
Here, here's a Mistress ne'er Coy;
Dear Cure of all Sorr<o>w, Life's blood of my Bliss,
I'm a King when I grasp thee, and much more when we Kiss.
Proud Beauty now see how Careless I stand and Defy Love and thee;
<Dull Drunkard now see how careless I pass and defy Love and thee>
Stay, since we must part, here, Comfort thy Heart
<No, no, Thyrsis, no, no, no Thyrsis>
Once more to great Bacchus, who sets us all free;
Come once more Io great Bacchus who sets us all free
Ah! What Magick's in Wine?
My Sences it warmes, And it doubles thy Charms;
Yet I scorn now to Whine,
Like my Bottle I'll force thee to melt in my Arms.
<Oh! Thyrsis forbear, I dare not stay here, be Civil;
Oh! hold you once were to<o> Bashful, but now you'r<e> too Bold,
What? Will you Ravish me?>
I'll make you comply,
<No, I'll not be Ravish'd without my Consent>
I'll make you comply, ay, ay with consent,
I'll try you, I don't care
<I'll cry out I swear>
You'll do it so low, that no body will hear;
<I'll not cry out so low, but some body shall hear;
But will you Marry me. Oh! but you'r<e> so wild,
What shou'd I do shou'd you get me with Child?>
Ay, ay, never fear, come Kiss me my dear;
You'll do like your Mother,
Get that, then another,
And then without such a pother,
You'll venture again.
<Go, go, go, you'r adle>
No, no, no you'r Idle;
<Come let me go, go to Bed>
Come let us go, come to Bed.
<No, no, no Thyrsis>.

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Item Code: JFTML16

First line: The loud alarms of war must cease

Source Edition: The Mad Lover (1647), song not printed in play, but added for a revival.

First performed: see JFTML7

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Composer: John Eccles ( nwc)

Lyrics: Unknown

Performer/s: Mr. Cooper and Mrs. Haynes

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.282, n.2088. [Music] Mercurius Musicus, March and April 1701/2, pp.22-3.

Text of song:

The loud alarms of War must cease,
Hush'd by the softer Charms of Peace;
Peace the conqu'ror's truest gain,
With him returns to bless his Native plain:
Yet see with Mars, Bellona here,
To grace his Triumph we appear.

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Item Code: JFTML17

First line: Oh my cruel perjur'd fair

Source Edition: The Mad Lover (1647), song not printed in play, and set for a revival.

First performed: see JFTML7

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Composer: John Eccles ( nwc)

Lyrics: Unknown

Performer/s: Anne Bracegirdle and Mrs. Bowman.

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.306, n.2507 [Music] Mercurius Musicus, May and June 1702, pp.32-3.

Text of song:

Acis and Galatea: A Dialogue...

Acis. Oh! my Cruel perjur'd Fait;
Cou'd you leave me to despair
Galatea. Oh! my Cruel perjur'd Dear,
Cou'd you leave me and despair?
Acis. Oh! Nymph deceive me not again,
Say do you now or did you feign?
Galatea. To save my love I feign'd with pain,
But never will, no never will again.
Acis. And are you mine, and are you true?
Galatea. I never Lov'd, never Lov'd but you.
<Together> Oh! I believe you cannot now deceive,
The joy is too great not to be true.

<NOTE: See Day and Murrie on Motteux's Acis and Galatea--check relevance>.

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Item Code: JFTML18

First line: Know I've sworn and swear again

Source Edition: The Mad Lover (1647), song not printed in play, and set for a revival.

First performed: see JFTML7

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Composer: John Eccles ( nwc)

Lyrics: Unknown

Performer/s: Anne Bracegirdle

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.271, n.1911 [Music] Mercurius Musicus, January and February 1701, p.35.

Text of song:

Know I've sworn and swear again,
By my Dear bewitching Pain;
By Love's sweetest, strongest Ties,
By my Wishes, by her Eyes;
By this Darling of my Heart,
She and I must never part.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no,
She and I must never part.

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Item Code: JFTML19

First line: Go happy heart for thou shalt die

Source Edition: The Mad Lover (1647), song not printed in play, and set for a revival.

First performed: pre-1669

Author: John Fletcher

Lyrics: Unknown

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie.

Text of song:

Go happy heart, for thou shalt lie
Intomb'd in her, for whom I die,
Example of her cruelty.
Tell her if she chance to chide
Me for slowness, in her pride,
That it was for her I dy'd.
If a tear escape her eye,
'Tis not for my Memory,
But thy Rights of Obsequy.
The Altar was my loving breast,
My heart the sacrificed beast,
And I was my self the Priest.
Your body was the sacred shrine,
Your cruel minde the Power Divine,
Pleas'd with hearts of men, nor Kine.

<NOTE: This song is ascribed to the play by Smyth (FLI)>.

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Item Code: JFTNW1

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: The Night Walker; or The Little Thief (1679), 3.1, p.219.

First Performed: revived 2 April 1661 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher and James Shirley

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

2. This is a piece of Poetry indeed;

He sings; Justice cries within.

What noise is that?

1.Some cry i th' streets; prethee sing on.

Sing again.

2. Agen, dost not hear? 'tis i'th' house certainly?

1. 'Tis a strange noise? and has a tang o'th' Justice.

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Item Code: JFTP1

First line: Down ye angry waters all

Source Edition: The Pilgrim (1647), 3.6, p.59.

First performed: revived 1671-2? (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 306:1 (1647).

Author: John Fletcher

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

<Scho.> Down ye angry waters all,
Ye loud whistling whirlwinds fall;
Down ye proud Waves, ye stormes cease;
I command ye, be at peace.
Fright not with your churlish Notes,
Nor bruise the Keele of Bark, that flotes:
No devouring Fish come nigh,
Nor Monster in my Empery,
Once shew his head, or terror bring;
But let the weary Saylor sing:
Amphitrite with white armes
S<t>rike my Lute, Ile sing Charmes.

Mast. He must have Musicke now: I must observe him.
His fit will grow to full else. Musick, Song.

<NOTE: Not clear whether recited or sung. As there are no lyrics to the subsequent song, it is possible that these are the intended lyrics, and that the dialogue and stage direction are misplaced>.

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Item Code: JFTP2

First line: I am not proud nor full of wine

Source Edition: The Pilgrim (1647), 4.2, p.61.

First performed: revived 1671-2? (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 306:1 (1647).

Author: John Fletcher

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

<Alin.> I am not proud, nor full of wine,
This little Flowre will make me fine:
Cruell in heart, for I shall crie,
If I see a Sparrow dye:
I am not watchfull to doe ill,
Nor glorious to pursue it still:
Nor pittilesse to those that weepe;
Such as are, bid them goe sleep.

<NOTE: Not clear whether recited or sung>.

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Item Code: JFTP3

First line: He called down his merry men all

Source Edition: The Pilgrim (1647), 4.2, p.61.

First performed: revived 1671-2? (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 306:1 (1647).

Author: John Fletcher

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Alin. I'le sing ye a fine Song Sir.

He called down his merry men all
By one, by two, by three,
William would faine have been the first,
But now the last is he.

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Item Code: JFTPSAW1

First line: Che morte pluis dolce che morire per amore

Source Edition: 'Tis Pity She's a Whore (1633), 4.1, sig.H1v.

First Performed: revived 9 September 1661 (L.S)

UMI(1) reel no.: 1065:3

Author: John Ford

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Anna. Che morte pluis dolce che morire per amore. sings.

Soran. Thus will I pull thy hayre, and thus I'le drag
Thy lust be-leapred body through the dust.
Yet tell his name.

Anna. Morendo in gratia Lei morirere senza dolore. sings

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Item Code: JFTSC1

First line: Dearest do not now delay me

Source Edition: The Spanish Curate (1647), song not printed in play, and added for the revival.

First Performed: revived 16 March 1661 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 306:1

Author: John Fletcher and Philip Massinger

Composer: Henry Lawes ( nwc)

Lyrics: Henry Harington

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.210, n.827 [Music] Select Ayres and Dialogues...Second Book (1669), p.10 (UMI(2) 286:22) et al. First appeared in Ayres and Dialogues, Part One (1653), p.20 (not on microfilm).

Text of song:

Dearest, do not now delay me,
Since thou know'st I must be gone;
Wind and Tide 'tis thought doth stay me;
But 'tis wind that must be blown
From thy breath, whose native smell
Indian Odours doth excel.

O then speak, my Dearest Fair!
Kill not him who vows to serve thee;
But perfume the Neighb'ring Air,
For dumb silence else will starve me:
'Tis a word is quickly spoken,
Which restrain'd, a heart is broken.

<NOTE: The score does not ascribe this song to the play. Check other editions for evidence>.

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Item Code: JFTSC2

First line: Let the bells now ring [And let the boys sing]

Source Edition: The Spanish Curate (1647). Song not printed in play, but added for the revival.

First Performed: revived 16 March 1661 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 306:1

Author: John Fletcher and Philip Massinger

Composer: Benjamin Rogers ( nwc)

Lyrics: Unrecorded ( Henry Harington?)

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.276, n.1995 [Music] Musical Companion (1673), pp.170-1 (UMI(2) 1019:13).

Text of song:

Let the Bells now Ring,
And let the Boys Sing,
The Young Lasses trip and play;
Let the Cup go about
Until it be out,
Our Learned Vicar we'll stay.

Let the Pig turn round,
Hey merrily, Hey,
And then the Fat Goose shall swim:
For merrily, merrily, merrily hey,
Our Vicar this day shall be Trim.

The stew'd Cock shall crow,
Cock a doodle doo,
Aloud Cock a doodle shall crow:
The Duck and the Drake
Shall swim in a lake
Of Onions and Claret below.

We'll labour and toil
To fertile the Soil,
And Tithes shall come thicker and thicker:
We'll fall to the Plow
And get Children enough,
And thou shalt be learned O Vicar.

<NOTE: The score ascribes the song to "The Jolly Vicar" which D&M associate with this play. Requires confirmation>.

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Item Code: JFTWGC1

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: The Wild Goose Chase (1652), 2.2, p.454.

First Performed: revived 11 January 1668 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Lil. A Song now;
Call in for a merry, and a light Song,
And sing it with a liberall spirit.
Enter a man.

Man. Yes, Madam.

<Sixteen lines of unrelated dialogue follow>

Lil. I'll give ye a hundred.
Come sing now, sing: for I know ye sing well.
I see ye have a singing face.
Pi. A fine Modesty!
If I could she'd never give me breath,
Madam would I might sit and recover.

Lil. Sit here, and sing now,
Let's do things quickly, Sir, and handsomly,
Sit close wench, close, begin, begin.
Song.

Pi. I am lesson'd.

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Item Code: JFTWGC2

First line: From the honor'd dead I bring

Source Edition: The Wild Goose Chase (1652), 5.6, p.467.

First Performed: revived 11 January 1668 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Mir, How sweet she kisses?
She has a Spring dwells on her lipps: a paradize
This is the Legacie.

Song.

From the honor'd dead I bring
Thus his love and last offring.
Take it nobly, 'tis your due,
From a friendship ever true.
From a faith &c.

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Item Code: JFTWP1

First line: A Health for all this day

Source Edition: The Woman's Prize; or The Tamer Tamed (1647), 2.[6], p.238.

First Performed: revived 23 June 1660 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song: Petron. How knowest thou?

Jaq. I peep't in
Song!

At a loose Lansket.

Tra. Harke.

Petron. A Song, pray silence.

<NOTE: No lyrics are provided for this song in the 1647 edition but are recorded in the 1679 folio as follows>.

SONG.

A Health for all this day
To the woman that bears the sway
And wears the breeches;
Let it come, let it come.

Let this health be a Seal,
For the good of the Common-weal
the woman shall wear the breeches.

Let's drink then and laugh it
And merrily merrily quaff it
And tipple, and tipple a round
here's to thy fool,
and to my fool.
Come, to all fools
though it cost us wench, many a pound.

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Item Code: JFTWP2

First line: And ev'ry buck had his does

Source Edition: The Woman's Prize; or The Tamer Tamed (1647), 4.1, p.245.

First Performed: revived 23 June 1660 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Bryan. <sings> And ev'ry Buck had his Does,
And ev'ry Cuckold a Bell at his Toe:
Oh what sport should we have then, then Boyes then,
O what sport should we have then?

<NOTE: Not clear whether recited or sung>.

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Item Code: JFWP1

First line: Oh fair sweet face Oh eyes celestial bright

Source Edition: Women Pleas'd (1647), 3.4, pp.196-7.

First Performed: revived 14 December 1668 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Lop. <...> I am an Asse, an over-doating Coxcombe,
And this sweet soule the mirrour of perfection:
How admirable faire and delicate,
And how it stirs me, ile sing thy sweets a Requiem,
But will not waken thee.

Song.

Oh fair sweet face, oh eyes celestial bright,
Twin Stars in Heaven that now adorn the night;
Oh fruitful Lips, where Cherries ever grow,
And Damask cheeks, where all sweet beauties blow;
Oh thou from head to foot divinely fair,
Cupid's most cunning Nets made of that hair,
And as he weaves himselfe for curious eyes;
Oh me, Oh me, I am caught my self, he cries:
Sweet rest about thee sweet and golden sleep,
Soft peaceful thoughts your hourly watches keep,
Whilst I in wonder sing this sacrifice,
To beauty sacred, and those Angel-eyes.

<speaks> Now will I steale a kisse, a deare kisse from her <...>

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Item Code: JFWP2

First line: Silvio go on and raise thy noble mind

Source Edition: Women Pleas'd (1647), 4.2, p.200.

First Performed: revived 14 December 1668 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Song within.

Silvio go on, and raise thy noble mind
To noble ends; fling course base thoughts behind:
Silvio, thou Son of everliving fame,
Now aim at vertue, and a Noble Name.
Silvio consider, Honor is not won,
Nor vertue reach'd, till some brave thing be done:
Thy Countrey calls thee now; she burns, and bleeds,
Now raise thy self, young man, to noble deeds.
Into the battel Silvio, there seek forth
Danger, and blood, by them stands sacred worth.

<Sil.> What heavenly voice is this that followes me?
This is the second time 't has waited on me,
Since I was arm'd, and ready for the Battell;
It names me often, steeles my heart with courage <...>

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Item Code: JFWP3

First line: Song has no lyrics (?)

Source Edition: Women Pleas'd (1647), 4.3, p.202.

First Performed: revived 14 December 1668 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Enter two Boyes.

1 Boy. Madam e be com to creep up into your Chimney, and make you
Boy sings.

Cleane, as any Lady in de world: Ma litla, litla frera, and e,
Chanta, frere, chanta.

Pen. Come Mounsieur, mounte, mounte, mount Mounsieur Musterd-pot.
Boy sings.

1 Boy. Mounsieur e have dis for votra barba, ple ta vou Mounsieur.

Pen. Mounte Mounsieur, mounte dere be some fine tings.

1 Boy. Me will creep like de Ferret Mounsieur.

Pen. Dere in the Chimney.
The Boy above singing.

1 Boy. He be de sheilde due shauson, Madam.
Boy goes in behinde the Arras.

Pen. There's a Birds-neast, I wound have ye climbe it Mounsieur,
Up my fine singing Mounsieur: that's a fine Mounsieur.

Lop. Watch him, he do not steale.

Pen. I warrant ye Sir.

Lop. These Boyes are knavish.
Boy within, Madam here be de Rat, de Rat Madam.

Pen. Ile looke to him tithly

Lop. Lord, what comes here,
A walking apparition?
Boy sings upon Bartellas shoulder.

Isab. Saint Christopher.

<NOTE: Not clear whether recited or sung>.

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Item Code: JFWP4

First line: Tell me what is that only thing

Source Edition: Women Pleas'd (1647), 5.1, p.204.

First Performed: revived 14 December 1668 (L.S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 82:3 (1679)

Author: John Fletcher

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Sil. I shall looke for't.

Question.

Tell me what is that only thing,
For which all women long;
Yet having what they most desire,
To have it do's them wrong.

Answer.

Tis not to be chaste, nor fair,
Such gifts malice may impair;
Richly trim'd, to walk or ride,
Or to wanton unespy'd;
To preserve an honest name,
And so to give it up to fame;
These are toys. In good or ill
They desire, to have their Will;
Yet when they have it, they abuse it,
For they know not how to use it.

<NOTE: Not clear whether recited or sung>.

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Item Code: JHAFM1

First line: Wonder not Pan a god's born on the earth

Source Edition: A Fatal Mistake, or The Plot Spoil'd (1692), 2.1, p.20.

First performed: Unacted? (H&S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1463:3

Author: Joseph Haines

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Nat. Behold! this King.

Pan seems amaz'd]

Nat. Wonder not Pan, a God's born on the Earth,
The World must needs move in a Sphere of Mirth.

[Pan seats himself.

Satyrs sing.] Wonder not Pan, a God's, &c. as before.

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Item Code: JHAFM2

First line: Sing Sirens sing nature's immortal we

Source Edition: A Fatal Mistake, or The Plot Spoil'd (1692), 2.1, p.21.

First performed: Unacted? (H&S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1463:3

Author: Joseph Haines

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Nept. Siung Syrens sing; Nature's immortal; we
Must bow unto her New-born Deity. [he seats himself.

Satyrs and Syrens sing.] Sing Syrens sing, Nature's, &c. as before.

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Item Code: JHAFM3

First line: Break thy bow Cupid for we

Source Edition: A Fatal Mistake, or The Plot Spoil'd (1692), 2.1, p.21.

First performed: Unacted? (H&S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1463:3

Author: Joseph Haines

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Merc. Break thy Bow, Cupid; th'amorous Tackling tear,
Thou art no God; all love is seated here.

Syrens and Satyrs sing.

Break thy bow, break thy bow, Cupid, for we
Must bow unto this New-born Deity.

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Item Code: JHAFM4

First line: Sing Venus forget thy Adonis for he

Source Edition: A Fatal Mistake, or The Plot Spoil'd (1692), 2.1, p.21.

First performed: Unacted? (H&S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1463:3

Author: Joseph Haines

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Merc. Sing Venus, forget thy Adonis; for he
Was not so fair as this new Deity.

Syrens, Satyrs <sing>. Sing Venus, forget, &c. as before.

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Item Code: JHAFM5

First line: Descend ye gentle angels see

Source Edition: A Fatal Mistake, or The Plot Spoil'd (1692), 3.1, pp.29-30.

First performed: Unacted? (H&S)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1463:3

Author: Joseph Haines

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Gertrudo. I sigh, weep, mourn, rejoyce, I freeze, I fry?
How am I scourged with uncertainty!---
Sing me the Song thou sungst last night; ah me!
I'll with my Sighs and Tears thy Chorus be.

Maria. <sings> Descend ye Gentle Angels; see
A Wretch hem'd in with Grief;
All Misery's sum'd up in me,
Look down and bring Relief;
Lety your kind Breath and Wings fan my rude Fire,
Not like my Sighs and Tears which feed desire.
Woe Tyrant Cupid for Relief,
(If such a God there be)
Paint out, murmur to him my Grief;
A Friend would pitty me;
Tell him how devillish is his damned Fire,
Let him stand farther off, or else come nigher.
Must Beauty still be joyn'd with Grief?
Take that then quite from me,
Or else take this, and hive relief
To what you first gave me;
O Gods! Can you be plagu'd with hellish Fires!
I am your Image; Image my Desires.
Chorus. Or give me more, or take what strength I have,
That melting I may drop into my Grave.

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Item Code: JHAM1

First line: My love and I a bargain made

Source Edition: All Mistaken, or The Mad Couple (1667), 2.1, p.22.

First performed: 20 September 1667

UMI(2) reel no.: 358:5

Author: James Howard

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Phill. Now you and I will sing this Song.

My love and I a bargain made, He sings.
It is well worth a telling,
When one was weary we agreed.
To part both shou'd be willing.

Mir. Nay here I'me for you too.

And thus our Loves will longer last She sings.
Then fools that still are pining,
Wee'l spend our time in joy and mirth
Whilst doaters do in whining.

Phili. <spoken> Faith you and I sing very well; we
Are alike in that too...

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Item Code: JHAM2

First line: My lodging it is on the cold boards

Source Edition: All Mistaken, or The Mad Couple (1667), 5.1, p.54.

First performed: 20 September 1667

UMI(2) reel no.: 358:5

Author: James Howard

Lyrics: Some of the following lyrics first appeared in William Davenant's The Rivals (see WDTR9 ).

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Mir. <...> My Lodging it is on the Cold Boards (she sings.
And wonderful hard is my fare,
But that which Troubles me most is
The Fatness of my Dear.
Yet still I cry oh melt Love,
And I prethee now melt apace,
For thou art the man I shoud long for;
If 'twere not for thy Grease.

Ping. Then prethee dont harden thy heart still, (he sings.
And be deaf to my pittiful Moan;
Since I do indure the smart still,
And for my Fat do Groan;
Then prethee now turn my dear Love,
And I prethee now turn to me;
For alas I am too Fat still,
To Roul so far to thee:

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Item Code: JHLAL1

First line: Loving and belov'd again

Source Edition: Love's a Lottery and a Woman the Prize, with Love and Riches Reconciled (1699), 2.1, pp.11-2.

First Performed: April 1699 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 457:9

Author: Joseph Harris

Composer: Samuel Ackroyde ( nwc)

Performer/s: Mrs. Willis

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.284, n.2135 [Music] Mercurius Musicus, February 1699, pp.33-4.

Text of song:

Ama. Come then, let's hear thy Song.

Isbell. You shall.

A New SONG, set by Mr. Akeroyde, and Sung by Mrs. Willis.

Loving, and belov'd again!
How terrible are our pains,
To live under the Roof,
Of a Father's Reproof,
Like so many Slaves in Chains?
Yet Parent Nature, well we know,
Freedom in Love allows to every Creature;
What Duty then do we to Parents owe,
Who break the Laws of their grand Parent, Nature.

"They all forget,
"Their youthful Heat;
"And when grown old,
"Think us as cold:
"But let 'em forget, and doat on,
"By their senseless Morals betray'd,
"For when all their Tittle-tattle is done,
"'Tis Nature must be obey'd.

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Item Code: JHLAL2

First line: Poor silly diminutive chit

Source Edition: Love's a Lottery and a Woman the Prize, with Love and Riches Reconciled (1699), 3.3, pp.36-40.

First Performed: April 1699 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 457:9

Author: Joseph Harris

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

A NEW MASQUE, CALL'D Love and Riches Reconcil'd.

A Symphony begins.

Then enters Plutus on one side of the Stage, attended by Empire, Labour and Industry; and Cupid on the other, attended by the Graces; they range themselves on each side of the Stage, and after a while, Plutus and Cupid advance towards one another.

Plutus. Poor silly Diminutive Chit---
What fancy bewitches,
Thy little fantastical Wit,
Now to compare with the great God of Riches?
Cupid. Blind Idol of the World, produc'd from dirt,
Thou, that neither Temple hast, nor Court:
Whilst I both Gods, and Men controul,
Enshrin'd in every Humane Soul.

Plutus. Sure Heav'n and Earth did a Governour lack,
When they made a young Fowler,
Their Lord Controller,
That never was worth a rag to his Back.

Cupid. Pride and Envy, makes thee bear me a grudge;
But Plutus, know, I scorn to be my own Judge.

Plutus. How wilt thou avoid it?
Cupid. Let Momus decide it.
Plutus. Momus!
Cupid. Momus!

Both. Come, come, away.
Chorus. Come, come away,
Make no delay;
Why, why d'you stay?
Come, come away.

Enter Momus, attended by Hymen, Hebe, Peace, and Reason.

A Symphony of Haut-Boys.

Momus. Ha! ha! ha! What do I see,
The aged God of Wealth,
With this young little Elf?
Well, and how d'ye both agree?
Cup. 'Tis thee we call---
Plu. 'Tis thee we call.
Cup. By whom the Gods---
Plut. By whom the Gods,
Cup. Are quitted---
Plu. Or condemn'd.
Both. When they're at odds.
Plutus. Be just, and end the strife,
Who bears the greatest sway in humane life;
This little Dandy-prat,
Or I, that am so glorious, plump, and fat?
Momus. I am prepar'd to hear both sides,
And then to judge as Reason guides.
[Here follows a Dance; then the Graces Address themselves to Momus.]

Euphrosine. Daughters of Jove, and Themis, we
Keep the bright Gates of Heav'n, and see
What passes in the Seats above,
Where all the Gods give way to Love.
Thalia. His uncontroul'd Commands,
Forc'd Neptune's Trident from his Hands;
Phoebus his Quiver durst not own,
And Hercules his Club laid down:
Mavors he made his Helmet quit,
Tore Hermes's Wings from off his Feet;
And which was yet a greater wonder,
Great Jove disarm'd of all his Thunder.
Aglaia. No wonder then,
That Mortal Men,
So feebly shou'd resist his Charms,
To whom the Gods surrender up their Arms.

Chorus of Cupid's Party.

No wonder then,
That mortal Men,
So feebly shou'd resist his Charms,
To whom the Gods surrender up their Arms.

[Here follows a Dance of a little Boy dress'd like a Cupid.]

After the Dance, Hebe and Hymen sing the following seven Lines in two Parts.

Hebe and Hymen. Short is what we have to say:
In the Circle of Mankind,
At Cupid's heels you'l surely find
Us, always merry, blithe and gay;
None, none can tell,
His steps so well,
For we trace him ev'ry day:
Heb. From sporting,
Hym. To Courting;
Hebe. From Courting
Hym. To Billing;
Hebe. From Billing
Hym. To Willing;
Hebe. From Willing,
Hym. To Wedding;
Hebe. From Wedding
Hym. To Bedding.

Chorus of Cupid's Party.

Thus round, round, around, in a circle whirl'd,
'Tis our little God Cupid, sustains the World.

[Here follows a Dance of two Girls.]

Momus comes forward and sings.

Momus. Come, I have something to propose,
Will bring ye quickly to a close.

Cupid and Plutus together.

Then to the point and set us right.

Momus. Two Matches are confirm'd this Night;
Love makes the One, the other Gold,
Now which is longest like to hold.

Cupid. The Dowry'd Wife imperious grows,
And fills the House with noise:
Plutus. As loud the Monyless too crows,
For want of my brave yellow Boys.
Momus. Then Plutus, take the Day thy self,
The Night I give this little Elf:
Thus reconcil'd, shake hands---'Tis more
Then ever Momus did before---
So with a Jolly Dance dismiss,
The Brides and Bridegrooms to their Bliss.

A general Chorus with a Dance.

So with a jouy Dance dismiss,
The Brides and Bridegrooms to their Bliss.

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Item Code: JHTCB1

First line: Many I've lik'd and some enjoy'd

Source Edition: The City Bride, or The Merry Cuckold (1696), 1.1, sig.B1r.

First performed: March 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1207:20

Author: Joseph Harris

Composer: John Eccles

Performer/s: La Roche

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie. Song appeared in broadside. Score unavailable to compiler.

Text of song:

The Curtain draws up, and discovers several sitting at a Banquet. An E<nter>tainment of Instrumental Musick, Compos'd by Signior Finger: Then a <Song> set by Mr. John Eccles, and Sung by Young La Roche.

SONG.

Many I've lik'd, and some Enjoy'd,
But if I said I Lov'd, I ly'd.
Inconstant as the wandring Bee,
From once touch'd Sweets I us'd to flee;
Nor all the Power of Female Skill,
Cou'd curb the freedom of my Will:
Clarinda only found the Art,
To Conquer and to keep my Heart.

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Item Code: JHTCB2

First line: I she whom once so many did admire

Source Edition: The City Bride, or The Merry Cuckold (1696), 2.1, p.10.

First performed: March 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1207:20

Author: Joseph Harris

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Arab. Alas, how wretched and forlorn am I!

I she whom once so many did admire,
Whose Wit and Charms the coldest Hearts cou'd fire!
Now wretched Maid, and most unhappy Wife,
In Sighs and in Complaints must end my Life.
Abandoned by my Husband, e're enjoy'd,
With thoughts of Pleasure, yet untasted, cloy'd.
He leaves me now to my sad Frights a Prey;
O, my dear Bonvile! whither dost thou stray?
Unheard, alas! I make my amarous Moans;
The Winds and Waves refuse to bear my Groans:
Eccho her self can't suffer my Complaint,
But with repeated Sighs grows tie'd and faint.
Where to find him, good Heaven direct me!
For losing him, I more than lose my self. [Rises, and Exit.

<NOTE: Not clear whether recited or sung>.

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Item Code: JHTCB3

First line: A woman's love [And man's is such]

Source Edition: The City Bride, or The Merry Cuckold (1696), 3.3, pp.23-4.

First performed: March 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1207:20

Author: Joseph Harris

Composer: Set by Giovanni Battista Draghi, but music is not extant (?)

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Spr. Duce take me, if e're I saw a Company so Phlegmatick in all my Life: Mr. Venter, prethee let's have a Song to pass away the Time, and put Life into the Bride.

Mr. Ven. With all my Heart. Mr. Spruce: Here, who waits?--- Call in the Musick, and desire 'em to oblige the Ladies with a new Song. Servant Enter and Exit.

Cla. Your self, Sir, you mean?

Spr. Nay all of us I protest.

Mr. Ven. Ay, ay, all of us.

Enter Musick and others who sing.

A Dialogue set by Seignior Baptist.

Man. A Woman's Love Woman. And Man's is such,
Man. Still too little, Wom. Or else too much.
Wom. Men are Extreams, Man. And Women too,
Wom. All, all are false,Man. All, all like you.
Wom. You'l swear and lie, Man. If you'l believe,
Wom. And sigh and die, Man. Yet still deceive.
Wom. Your Vows and Oaths, Man. Your Smiles and Tears,

Wom. Are all but Baits, Man. Are all but Snares.
Wom. To win a Heart, Man. And then destroy,
Wom. The easy Fool, Man. The promis'd Joy.

Another Strain.

Wom. I'le have you offer no more your Pretending,
Man. Nor will I suffer your modish Dissembling:
Wom. For Honour commands,
Man. And Freedom withstands,
Wom. What you?
Man. And you.
Wom. I know wou'd have me be, your Slave,
Man. I know wou'd have me be, your Slave.
Wom. O, no, no, no!
Man. No, no, no, no!
Wom. I never will agree,
Man. I ever will be free.

After the Song enter Justice Merryman, Summerfield, and three or four Sailers.

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Item Code: JHTCB4

First line: Here's a health to jolly Bacchus

Source Edition: The City Bride, or The Merry Cuckold (1696), 3.3, p.27.

First performed: March 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1207:20

Author: Joseph Harris

Composer: Unrecorded ( nwc)

Lyrics: Unrecorded

Tune: "I am the Duke of Norfolk"

Source/s of Music: Recorded in Day and Murrie, p.240, n.1357 [Music] Playford, John, Apollo's Banquet...Second Book (1691), no.75 (UMI(2) 221:10) et al.

Text of song:

Omnes. Hoo-ra, Hoo-ra, Viva Mr. Summerfield, Viva, Hoora.

[The first Sailer takes the Bowl of Punch, walks in state round the Stage, and sings; the others all follow.]

Here's a Health to jolly Bacchus,
Here's a Health to jolly Bacchus,
Hi ho, hi ho, hi ho.
For he will merry make us,
For he will merry make us,
Hi ho, hi ho, hi ho.
Then sit ye down together,
Then sit ye down together. [They all sit down with the Bowl in the middle.

2 Sail. Pshaw! Pox o'th' this old Song, prithee let's have a Dance.

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Item Code: JHTCB5

First line: Faith and troth I love thee dearly

Source Edition: The City Bride, or The Merry Cuckold (1696), 4.2, pp.36-7.

First performed: March 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1207:20

Author: Joseph Harris

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Comp. And I thee with all my Heart and Soul. [Comp. kisses Peg.
Now we'll be merry, and have a Song, shall we not my Neighbours?

3d Neigh. Marry will we, Neighbour Luff and Mrs. Bride, will ye give us a Song?

Peg. With all my Heart, come Neighbour.

A DIALOGUE.

Man: Faith and Troth I love thee dearly,
Tho I do but blantly woo,
Prithy then resolve me clearly,
Whether I am beloved by you.
Long I shall not keep a pother,
Like a senseless whining Beau;
If you won't I'll court another
Who will never say me no.

Woman: Friend, your self, nor Humour neither
With my Fancy disagree,
Yet I must find clearer Weather,
Er'e I venture out to Sea.
Court another at your Pleasure,
Win her in the Hony moon,
She may chance repent at leisure,
For believing you too soon.

Man: Leave your damn'd Fantastick Trials,
Which procure a Lover's Pain,
Pox upon these sham-Denials,
'Tis but spending time in vain.
With Embraces happy make me,
Nature fram'd you to be kind;
Kiss me, and the Devil take me
If I ever change my Mind.

Woman: I'll pursue the good old Fashion,
Practise still by those are wise,
Throughly try my Lover's Passion,
E're let him grasp the Prize.
Spite of Oaths you wou'd forsake me,
Shou'd I let you once embrace:
If I kiss, the Devil take me,
Till the Parson has said Grace.

Chorus.

Since then the Nation
Has made it a Fashion,
Let's send for a Black-Coat, whilst we're in the Mind.
But it is damn'd Slavery,
And Priestly Knavery,
That Parsons must conjure e're Lovers be kind.

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Item Code: JHTCB6

First line: Then farewell all ye treacherous paths of vice

Source Edition: The City Bride, or The Merry Cuckold (1696), 5.1, pp.45-6.

First performed: March 1696 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1207:20

Author: Joseph Harris

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Mer. <...> But come, come, we lose time, for we have another Wedding yet to see perform'd, but that shall be done within.

Sum. Then farewel all ye treacherous Paths of Vice,
Which lead Men blindfold to their End,
In time like me repent you that are wise,
And by Restraint your vicious Courses end.

Ara. Were I to ask of Heaven its greatest Bliss
On Earth, it cou'd bestow not one like this.
After a Storm the Sun still shines most bright,
And from the Chaos sprung the purer Light.

Bon. A Day like this sure yet has never been,
Wherein such various Changes e're were seen.
Fortune to Day that work'd my Overthrow,
Has made me happy in a Minute now.
Bless'd with a vertuous Wife my Days I'll spend,
And ne're trust Man, lest I mistake my Friend.

<NOTE: Not clear whether recited or sung>.

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Item Code: JHTEM1

First line: Now I confess

Source Edition: The English Monsieur (1663), 2.1, p.21.

First performed: 30 July 1663

UMI(2) reel no.: 919:16

Author: James Howard

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

French. Sir, 'tis impossible to Dance with the French Violins: Madam I shall beg the favour of a song from your Ladyship.

1 Lady. Mark Madam, how I will catch his French Judgment aside Now first I will sing you an English song, and then a French one to have your opinion of both.

She sings now I confess.

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Item Code: JHTEM2

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: The English Monsieur (1663), 2.1, p.21.

First performed: 30 July 1663

UMI(2) reel no.: 919:16

Author: James Howard

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

<NOTE: This song follows immediately after the preceding one>.

F. Dial. Englishmen make songs of stormy works, as if they meant fighting---not loving, Madam, by your pardon bestow a French song upon us.

she sings a foolish French song.

What Excellent words, and Air French songs are made of <...>

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Item Code: JHTEM3

First line: Ladies farewell I must retire

Source Edition: The English Monsieur (1663), 4.1, pp.37-9.

First performed: 30 July 1663

UMI(2) reel no.: 919:16

Author: James Howard

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Comely. <...> This resolution of mine has made me turn Poet, therefore before I go, you shall hear a Song called my farewell to London and women, boy sing the Song.

The SONG.

1.

Ladies farewell, I must retire,
Though I your faces all admire;
And think you Heavens in your kinds,
Some for Beauties, some for Minds:
If I stay, and fall in Love,
One of these Heavens, Hell would prove.

2.

Could I know one, and she not know it,
Perhaps I then might undergo it!
But if the least she guess my mind,
Straight in a Circle I'me confin'd;
By this I see who once doth Dote,
Must ware a woman's Livery Coat.

3.

Therefore this danger to prevent,
And still to keep my hearts content:
Into the Country I'le with speed,
With Hounds and Hawks my fancy feed!
Both safer pleasures to pursue,
Then staying to converse with you.

L. Weal. Now Mr. Comely, would I give the world to see you foundly in Love after this Farewell Song of yours to all Women, I have heard the healthiest persons when once they fall into a Feaver, are most distemper'd.

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Item Code: JHTM1

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: The Mistakes, or, The False Report (1690), 4.2, p.53.

First performed: Mid-December 1690 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 632:11 (1691)

Author: Joseph Harris (and William Mountfort)

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Ast. I hope he'le not repent of this kind grant: [Aside.

Shall I my Lord, to sooth your sorrows, Sing?

Ant. Do my Boy, whilst I repose me on this bank
And bear a part with thee.

Both sing. After the Song she speaks.

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Item Code: JHTM2

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: The Mistakes, or, The False Report (1690), 5.3, p.72.

First performed: Mid-December 1690 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 632:11 (1691)

Author: Joseph Harris (and William Mountfort)

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Mir. <...> Here will I sit, till I can see my Father,
To tell him, fate has granted me a pasport;
Then take the wing and fly to endless bliss.
[Song within.

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Item Code: JLSTS1

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: Sauny the Scot, or The Taming of the Shrew (1667), 3.1, p.15.

First performed: 9 April 1667

UMI(2) reel no.: 425:3 (1698)

Author: John Lacy (adaptation of William Shakespeare)

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Gera. First, Madam, be pleas'd to Sing the Last Song that I Taught you, and
then we'll proceed.

Bian. I'll try, but I'm afraid I shall be out.

SONG.

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Item Code: JLSTS2

First line: It was the orders of the fryar gray

Source Edition: Sauny the Scot, or The Taming of the Shrew (1667), 3.1, p.23.

First performed: 9 April 1667

UMI(2) reel no.: 425:3 (1698)

Author: John Lacy (adaptation of William Shakespeare)

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

SINGS.

It was the Orders of the Fryar Gray,
As forth he walked on his Way.

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Item Code: JLSTS3

First line: Old coal of London

Source Edition: Sauny the Scot, or The Taming of the Shrew (1667), 4.1, p.34.

First performed: 9 April 1667

UMI(2) reel no.: 425:3 (1698)

Author: John Lacy (adaptation of William Shakespeare)

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Jam. Tum, te Dum, te Dum; Sing Old Coale of London.[Sings.

<NOTE: No other lyrics are provided for this song. Jamy continues to sing "Tum, te tum" amidst his subsequent dialogue>.

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Item Code: JLSTS4

First line: 'Twas in the month of May Jo

Source: Sauny the Scot, or The Taming of the Shrew (1667), song not printed in play, and added for a revival.

First performed: 9 April 1667

UMI(2) reel no.: 425:3 (1698)

Author: John Lacy (adaptation of William Shakespeare)

Composer: Daniel Purcell ( nwc)

Lyrics: Anonymous

Performer/s: Mrs. Harris.

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie. Song appeared as a broadside in 1699 (UMI(2) 1780:11).

Text of song:

A New Scotch SONG. Sett by Mr. Daniel Purcell, and Sung in the last Reviv'd Play call'd, The Taming of the Shrew, Or, Sawny the Scot. Sung by Mrs. Harris.

<I.>

'Twas in the Month of May Jo,
When Jockey first I spy'd;
He luk'd as fair as day too,
Gu'd gin I'd bin his Bride:
With Cole black Eyne, and Milk white Hand,
I'se ne'er yet saw the like;
I wish I had gin aw my Land,
I'se ne'er had seen the tike.

II.

He fix'd his Eyne upon me
With aw the signs of Love;
I'se Thought they wou'd gang Through me,
So fiercely they did move;
He tuke me in his eager Arms,
I'se made but faint denials;
I'se then alas found aw his Charms,
Woe worth such fatal Trials.

III.

The Bonny Lad at last, Jo,
Was forc'd tell gang away;
But I'se had eane stuck fast tho',
Full Nine Months from that day.
And now poor Jenny's Mayden-head,
Shame on't, they find is lost;
The little brat has aw betray'd;
Was ever lass thus crost?

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Item Code: JLSTS5

First line: Beyond the desert mountains far

Source: Sauny the Scot, or The Taming of the Shrew (1667), song not printed in play, and added for a revival.

First performed: 9 April 1667

UMI(2) reel no.: 425:3 (1698)

Author: John Lacy (adaptation of William Shakespeare)

Composer: Daniel (?) Purcell ( nwc)

Lyrics: Anonymous

Performer/s: Mrs. Cibber.

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie. Song appeared as a broadside in 1699 (UMI(2) 2430:15).

Text of song:

A Song in the Taming the Shrew or Sawny the Scot, Sung by Mrs. Ciber Set by Mr. Purcell and exactly engrav'd by Tho: Cross.

Beyond the desart Mountains far,
Within a Rocks cold Bosome laid,
A proper cell for grief and dark Dispair;
Thus to her Self repenting Caelia said,
Farewel the Thoughts of Sinfull Love
Whose tempting Joys our ruine prove
The fleeting pleasures in a moment past
But oh! the pains of guilt for ever last.

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Item Code: JLTC1

First line: Hang slavish fear

Source Edition: The Counterfeits (1678), 2.3, pp.16-7.

First performed: 28 May 1678

UMI(2) reel no.: 540:4 (1679)

Author: John Leanerd

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Fab. <...> when Affairs of State prove too heavy for me, my Boy and Musician shall divert me with a Song. But in the mean time, till my Retinue is settled, I' will vouchsafe to be Boy and Musician to my self.

SINGS.

Hang slavish Fear:
The names of Man and Master is a Cheat,
'Tis Dog-like to be rated here and there.
I will resolve, and shall be Great.

I set my self as Liberty:
W'are all by nature Free.
'Tis onely Law that makes us Slaves;
Law first obey'd by Fools, and made by Knaves.

He that will be a Don,
Follow me, he is one.
He that will not his Freedom restore,
Was got by a Jew, and nurst by a Moor.

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Item Code: JLTCI1

First line: Shall the lasses and lads to be merry all day

Source Edition: The Country Innocence, or The Chambermaid Turned Quaker (1677), 2.1, p.14.

First performed: March 1677 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 935:16

Author: John Leanerd

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Gillian Sings.

Shall the Lasses and Lads, to be merry all Day,
To Frolick and Kiss, to be bucksome and Gay,
Meet all on the Green
To chuse out a Queen;
And leave out the bliss of their mortal Estate;
The Lass that's all Ayrie, and longs for the Fate,
That Fate which is common to those who can tell
The Blessings of Youth, that in Pleasure excel.

<speaks> And I benot One! Ex. Singing and Dancing.

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Item Code: JLTCI2

First line: Charming beauty you alone

Source Edition: The Country Innocence, or The Chambermaid Turned Quaker (1677), 2.1, p.17.

First performed: March 1677 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 935:16

Author: John Leanerd

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Enter a Morris: after the Morris this Song is sung.

SONG.

<I.>

Charming Beauty, you alone
Deserve the Glories of a Throne;
Such a Queen we Swains admire,
And each Breast is fill'd with Fire,
And yet vain is our desire.
Cho. Though to Love and fond Joyes we our thoughts do prefer,
Yet none can be worthy, not worthy of her.

II.

Thou Queen of our Joyes, and thou Goddess of Bliss,
Though the Charmes are too great to be mention'd in this,
Let a smile, since you'r made the bright Lady of May,
Instead of a frown all our Services pay;
For since Frown's a Fate, no severer can be,
Your Smiles can rejoyce us and set us all free.
Cho. Free, we are free from all trouble and Strife,
And this day is the best, and the happiest of Life.

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Item Code: JLTCI3

First line: Here is without doubt

Source Edition: The Country Innocence, or The Chambermaid Turned Quaker (1677), 4.1, p.42.

First performed: March 1677 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 935:16

Author: John Leanerd

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Gre. That may be, however I'l be merry, and sing a song, and drink a bottle, and a Pox of Melancholy, my Father must dye, that's my comfort.

Ras. Well said, Mr. Gregory, hang sorrow, I say: let's have the song.

SONG.

Here is without doubt
Two Fools and a Lout,
Who came out of hopes to be merry or mad.
But I'gad their delight
Has sham'd 'em out right,
And has made the poor Citizen sad.
But let her be dam'd, and be wretched, and poor,
I'l drink till I'm drunk, and be jilted no more.

Gre. What say you, Gentlemen?

Rash. I'm of your mind.

Plus. And I.

Gre. Then show your selves true sons of the Pitcher, and roar out the two last lines.

All Sing.

Then let her be damn'd, for she's wretched and poor.
We'l drink till we're drunk, and be jilted no more.

All drink. Enter Mr. William.

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Item Code: JLTCI4

First line: Charming beauty you whose eyes

Source Edition: The Country Innocence, or The Chambermaid Turned Quaker (1677), 5.[2], pp.52-3.

First performed: March 1677 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 935:16

Author: John Leanerd

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Musick within <...> After the Dance, they Sing.

SONG.

Charming Beauty, you whose Eyes
Delight in love and sacrifice:
Since your Glories shine so bright,
Let no sorrows make it night,
Banish all the griefs away,
While delights about you play.
For the Pleasures of youth, and the Joys of your Bliss,
Is to Frolick, Admire, to Revel, and Kiss.
Cho. For the, &c.

The sweets of your life, on that Union doth wait,
Immortalized Joys are the blessings of Fate:
The Gods though made drunk with their pleasures above,
Think nothing Diviner, than that of your Love;
For love to excess, by injoyment made strong,
Makes Mortals immortally frolick along,
In delights uncontroul'd, like the powers above,
We surfeit and faint with the pleasures of love.
Cho. In delights, &c.

Each passionate look, and each melting embrace,
Each glory attending the charms of your face,
So subtly attracts, and so strongly commands,
We are slaves being free, and free when in bands.
Unkindness in frowns, the mandate of hate,
Makes Hell of what Heaven Decreed for our fate.
But you in this Empire so tutelar prove,
That Angels are subjects, and fight for your love.
Cho. But you in, &c.

Song ended, they dance: after the dance, enter Rash, Bab, and Mr. William.

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Item Code: JLTCI5

First line: You that languished so long for those whom you find

Source Edition: The Country Innocence, or The Chambermaid Turned Quaker (1677), 5.[2], p.56.

First performed: March 1677 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 935:16

Author: John Leanerd

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

SONG.

You that languished so long for those whom you find,
Have kindness for you, like the rest of man-kind,
Though Love and that cheat no man can indure,
Yet be constant and kind, tho they're false and unsure,
For in time you'l have something to ease a sad heart,
The pleasure to think how your Rivals do smart.
Here's a Brother, a Fop, and a country Clown;
A Sister, a Scold, and a Jilt of the Town:
These Babbies of Grace, to be faithful, as yet,
Resolve to debauch, by the Rules of the Writ.
To increase without fear of a monstrous preamble,
And hold forth to all they shall meet in their ramble.
To be faithful and true, are the Rules they admire:
To oblige ev'ry Brother, and quench ev'ry fire,
These Lambs of a Fold, like young Adamites move,
Make Text their enjoyment, Religion their love:
In a Pulpit they'l melt, like a Spark in a Coach,
Thump the Cushion and Preach, though they're big with debauch.

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Item Code: JLTOT1

First line: Jam more cum povera bla cum povera

Source Edition: The Old Troop, or Monsieur Raggou (1664), 4.1, p.46.

First performed: 1662-5, revived 31 July 1668 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 461:12 (1672)

Author: John Lacy

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Jam more cum povera bla cum povera, [Plays and sings.
Jam, Jam, Jam, Jam Tomba nette,
Jam Jang Tombe nette equbla.

Now here be de Queen of Swiveland, she sit in great Majesty: her leg hang over de chair, vera full of temptation, make your chops watra. Vera good jeast. Den dere be de whore of Babylon, she make great love to de May-pole in de Stran. Second Act.

Jam more cum povera, &c. [Plays and sings.

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Item Code: JLTRJ1

First line: Thus hand in hand let's hem him round

Source Edition: The Rambling Justice, or The Jealous Husbands (1678), 2.[2], pp.22-3.

First performed: Late February 1678 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1262:16

Author: John Leanerd

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Woman Gipsie sings.

Thus hand in hand let's hem him round,
And dance a measure on the ground.
We'll frolick first, then part from hence,
Each with his stock of impudence:
To Towns, to Cities, Fairs, and Fields,
And see what profit each one yields.
Then to our Rendezvous wee'l fly.
Be brisk, be drunk, be kind and die.

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Item Code: JLTRJ2

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: The Rambling Justice, or The Jealous Husbands (1678), 3.[6], p.38.

First performed: Late February 1678 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1262:16

Author: John Leanerd

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Arth. No danger, no danger Bramble: O that we could but find 'em, I would Roguefy my Amorous Gentleman, i'fack I would.

[Musick and a Noise of Singing as in the Streets.

Bramb. Ha, the Roaring Boys are abroad Master, and if we stay here any longer we shall be kill'd for certain.

[Musick and Singing again as nearer.

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Item Code: JLTRJ3

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: The Rambling Justice, or The Jealous Husbands (1678), 4.1, p.40.

First performed: Late February 1678 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1262:16

Author: John Leanerd

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Twif. But mark you Cousin, mine is no wind musick, first, here is a Tin Pot, which besides its excellent vertues of making a delicious, sweet, charming, melodious sound, serves at a shift to drink out of; then here is an Extinguisher, and here a Drumstick, all which meeting together, make an excellent harmony; you shall hear it Cousin.

[Plays upon his Pot, and sings ridiculously.

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Item Code: JLTRJ4

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: The Rambling Justice, or The Jealous Husbands (1678), 4.[5], p.50.

First performed: Late February 1678 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1262:16

Author: John Leanerd

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Twif. Very considerably well indeed, and every thing is in a very good method, and---

[Sings and Plays upon his Pots.

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Item Code: JLTRJ5

First line: Song has no lyrics

Source Edition: The Rambling Justice, or The Jealous Husbands (1678), 5.[4], p.68.

First performed: Late February 1678 (Danchin)

UMI(2) reel no.: 1262:16

Author: John Leanerd

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Enter Twiford Singing and Dancing.

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Item Code: JMTCM1

First line: We show no monstrous crocodile

Source Edition: The City Match (1639), 3.2, pp.26-7.

First Performed: revived 28 September 1668 (L.S)

UMI(1) reel no.: 1109:4

Author: Jasper Mayne

Source/s of Music: Not recorded in Day and Murrie

Text of song:

Ms Holl. I warrant you this fish
Will shortly be in a Ballad.

Salew. Begin boy

Song.

We show no monstrous Crocodile,
Nor any prodigy of Nile.
No Remora that stops Your fleet,
Like sergeants Gallants in the street.
No sea-horse, which can trot or pace,
Or swimme false gallop, post, or race.
For crooked Dolphins we not care,
Though on their back a fidler were.
The like to this fish which we shew,
Was nere in Fishstreet Old, or New.
Nor ever servd to' th'sheriffs bord,
Or kept in souse for the Major Lord.
Had old Astronomers but seene
This fish, none else in Heaven had been.

Ms Holl. The song has wakned him, look, he stirres.

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