OR The Vocal Music IN PSYCHE, WITH THE INSTRUMENTAL Therein Intermixed. To which is Adjoined The INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC IN THE TEMPEST. BY MATTHEW LOCK, Composer in Ordinary to His MAJESTY, and Organist to the QUEEN. Licenced 1675. ROGER L'ESTRANGE. LONDON, Printed by T. Ratcliff, and N. Thompson for the Author, and are to be Sold by John Carr at his shop at the Middle Temple Gate in Fleetstreet, MDCLXXV. To the Most Illustrious PRINCE JAMES Duke of MONMOUTH. May it Please Your Grace. THe AUTHOR having made PSYCHE Yours by his Humble Dedication, these Compositions with the same Submission Prostrate Themselves to your Grace, who gave them Life by your often hearing them practised, and encouraged & heartened the almost heartless Undertakers & Performers. MY LORD, I humbly beg your Graces Pardon for this Presumption, and your Favour that I may Subscribe myself, Your Graces, Most Obliged Humble Servant, MATTHEW LOCK. PREFACE. THat Poetry and Music, the chief manifesters of Harmonical Fancy, should produce such discordant effects in many, is more to be pitied than wondered at; it being become a kind of fashionable wit, to Peck and Carp at other men's conceptions, how mean soever their own are. Expecting therefore to fall under the Lash of some soft headed, or hard hearted Composer (for there are too many better at finding of faults then mending them) I shall endeavour to remove those few blocks which perhaps they may take occasion to stumble at. The first may be the Title, OPERA. To this I must answer, That the word is borrowed of the Italian; who by it, distinguish their Comedies from their Operas; Those, a short Plot being laid, the Comedians according to their different Themes given, Speak, and Act Extempore; but these after much consideration, industry and pains for splendid Scenes and Machine's to Illustrate the Grand Design, with Art are composed in such kinds of Music as the Subject requires: and accordingly performed. Proportionable to which are these Compositions (the Reader being referred to the Book of the whole work for the particular Excellencies) Their nature for the most part being soft, easy, and, as far as my ability could reach, agreeable to the design of the Author: for in them you have from Ballad to single Air, Counterpoint, Recitative, Fuge, Canon, and Chromatic Music; which variety (without vanity be it said) was never in Court or Theatre till now presented in this Nation: though I must confess there has been something done, (and more by me than any other) of this kind. And therefore it may justly wear the Title, though all the Tragedy be not in Music: for the Author prudently considered, that though Italy was, and is the great Academy of the World for that Science and way of Entertainment, England is not: and therefore mixed it with interlocutions, as more proper to our Genius. Another may be, The extreme Compass of some of the parts. To which, the Idols of their own imagination may be pleased (if possible) to know, that he who Composes for Voices, not considering their extent, is like a Botching Stult, who being obliged to make Habits for men, cuts them out for Children. I suppose it needs no Explication. The next may be, The extravagancies in some parts of the Composition, wherein (as among slender Grammarians) they may think fixed rules are broken: but they may be satisfied, that whatever appears so, is only by way of Transition from Time or half-Time Concord's, and covered by the extreme Parts: or to suspend the Ear and Judgement, for satisfying both in the Cadence. Then, against the performance, They sing out of Tune. To which with modesty it may be answered, He or she that is without fault may cast the first Stone: and for those seldom defects, the major part of the Vocal performers being ignorant of Music, their Excellencies when they do well, which generally are so, rather ought to be admired, than their accidental mistakes upbraided. The next (and I hope the last) is, or may be, Why after so long exposed, is it now Printed? First, to manifest my duty to several persons of Honour, who expected it. Secondly, to satisfy those Lovers and Understanders of Music, whose business or distance prevent their seeing and hearing it. Thirdly, that those for whom it was Composed (though perchance ignorant of the Quality) by the quantity may be convinced, the Composing and Teaching it was not in a Dream; and consequently, that if the Expense they have been at, do not answer their big Expectation, the fault's their own, not mine. Finally, (by way of Caution) to prevent what differences may happen between them, and whoever they may have occasion to employ for the future, that on either side there be no dependence on good Words or Generosity. The Instrumental Music before and between the Acts, and the Entries in the Acts of Psyche are omitted by the consent of their Author, Signior Gio. Baptista Draghi. The Tunes of the Entries and Dances in the Tempest (the Dancers being changed) are omitted for the same reason. The Erratas in this Impression, which are not many, the Printer desires pardon for, it being his first attempt in this kind; and hopes if it fall into ingenious hands they'll Correct them: and is confident what he shall undertake for the future, shall be as free from Mistakes, as any thing that has hitherto been published. Sold by John Carr, Musical Instrument-seller, at his Shop in the Middle-Temple Gate in Fleetstreet. ALL sorts of Books, and Ruled Paper, Songs, and Airs Vocal and Instrumental ready pricked, Lutes, Viols, Violins, Gittars, Flageletts, Castinets, Strings, and all sorts of Musical Instruments, And also Mr. Tho. Salmon's Essay to the advancement of Music, by casting away the perplexity of different Cliffs, price 2s. Also Melothesia, or certain general Rules for Playing upon a continued Bass; with a choice Collection of Lessons for the Harpsicord and Organ of all sorts, never before Published; all carefully reviewed by Mr. Matthew Lock, Composer in Ordinary to His Majesty, and Organist to the Queen. ACT. I. PSYCHE retiring from her Father's Court, is thus entertained by PAN, and his Followers. GReat Psyche Goddess of each Field and Grove, whom every Prince and every God does Love.: To your all-Commanding hand Pan yields his Sovereign command. For You the Satyrs and the Fawns shall nimbly trip it o'er the Lawns: For You the Shepherd's Pipe and sing, and with their Nymphs Dance in a Ring. Fruits shall they bring, and pretty Garlands wove, and shall the Meads of all their sweets bereave. PAN. Vertumnus and Flora their Tributes shall pay, and to Psyche shall Dedicate this happy day. The Sylvans and Dryads shall dance all a round, And PSYCHE dread Queen of this place shall be Ground. My loved Syrinx and Echo shall Sing and shall Play, and to Psyche shall Dedicate this happy Day. Retornello. The Nymphs. And Pan who before all here did command, now resigns all his Empire to Psyche's fair Hand. Chorus and Violins. Retornello. And Pan who before all here did com╌mand, now resigns all his Empire to Psyche's fair hand. The second time repeat this soft, Retor. and Chorus again. And Pan who before all here did com╌mand, now resigns all his Empire to Psyche's fair hand. And Pan who before all here did com╌mand, now resigns all his Empire to Psyche's fair hand. manned, now resigns all his Empire to Psyche's fair hand. After a Rustic Dance of Sylvans and Dryads, follows the Song of Echoes planted at Distances within the SCENES. Loud. Soft. Softer. Great Psyche shall find no such pleasure as here, no such pleasure as here, as here. Lowd. Soft. Softer. Lowd. Where her dutiful Subjects shall all stand in awe, shall all stand in awe, in awe. Her frowns and her Where her dutiful Subjects shall all stand in awe, shall all stand in awe, in awe. Her frowns and her Her frowns and her Soft. Softer. Lowd. Smiles shall give us all Law, shall give us all Law, all Law. And from us of Rebellion she Smiles shall give us all Law, shall give us all Law, all Law. And from us of Rebellion she Smiles shall give us all Law, shall give us all Law, all Law. And from us of Rebellion she need have no fear. She need have no fear, no fear. How happy are those that inhabit this need have no fear, She need have no fear, no fear. How happy are those that inhabit this need have no fear, She need have no fear, no fear. How happy are those that inhabit this need have no fear, She need have no fear, no fear. How happy are those that inhabit this place where a sigh is ne'er heard, where no falsehood we meet, where each single heart a╌place, where a sigh is ne'er heard, where no falsehood we meet, where each single heart a╌place, where a sigh is ne'er heard, where no falsehood we meet, where each single heart a╌place, where a sigh is ne╌re heard, where no falsehood we meet, where each single heart a╌grees with the face: no Climate was ever so calm and so sweet, was ever so calm and so grease with the face: no Climate was ever so calm and so sweet, was ever so calm and so grease with the face: no Climate was ever so calm and so sweet, was ever so calm and so grease with the face: no Climate was ever so calm and so sweet, was ever so calm and so sweet. So calm and so sweet, so sweet. sweet. So calm and so sweet, so sweet. sweet, so calm and so sweet, so sweet. sweet, so calm and so sweet, so sweet. To beauteous Psyche all Devotion is due, all Devotion is due, is due, Our humble Offerings she will not despise she will not despise, despise. Since the Tribute is offered from hearts that are true from hearts that are due, are true. From hearts all devoted to Psyche's bright eyes, to Psyche's bright eyes, bright eyes. Chorus. How happy are are they, etc. Song of Envy and Furies. Envy. Nvy against Psyche such black storms shall raise, as all her powerful beams shall ne'er dispel beyond her strength, beyond her strength shall be her suffering; First Fury. Her to the greatest misery I'll bring, and e'er I've done I'll send her down to Hell. In Hell too late you shall re╌lent; and all your arrogance repent. Second Fury. We Furies will torment your soul, First. & you shall weep & howl, Second. and at the sight of every snake tremble & quake. Envy. There you shall weep eternally, and to the quick shall feel each lash we give. There you shall always wish to die, and yet in spite of you shall always live. Chorus. There you shall always wish to die, and yet in spite of you shall always live. There you shall always wish to die, and yet in spite of you shall always live. There you shall always wish to die, and yet in spite of you shall always live. There you shall always wish to die, and yet in spite of you shall always live. Simphony at the descending of Venus in her Chariot drawn by Doves. Venus. With kindness I your Prayers receive, and to your hopes success will give. I have with anger seen Mankind adore your Sister's beauty, and her scorn deplore, which they shall do no more, for their Idolatry I'll so resent, as shall your wishes to the full content. Your Father is with Psyche now, & to Apollo's Oracle they'll go, her Destiny to know. I by the God of wit shall be obeyed, for wit to beauty still is subject made. He'll so resent your cause & mine, that you will not repine, but will opplaud the Oracles design. The end of the First ACT. ACT. II. The Song of Procession in the Temple of APOLLO, accompanied with Wind and Strung Instruments. LEt's to Apollo's Altar now repair, and offer up our Vows and Prayer, Let's to Apollo's Altar now repair, and offer up our Vows and Prayer, Let's to Apollo's Altar now repair, and offer up our Vows & Prayer, Let's to Apollo's Altar now repair, and offer up our Vows & Prayer, Let us in╌quire fair Psyche's Destiny. Let us in╌quire fair Psyche's Destiny. Let us inquire fair Psyche's Destiny. Let us inquire fair Psyche's Destiny. The Gods to her will sure propitious be, if Innocence & beauty The Gods to her will sure propitious he, if Innocence & beauty The Gods to her will sure propitious be, if Innocence and beauty The Gods to her will sure propitious be, if Innocence and beauty may go free. may go free. may go free. may go free. The Gods to her will sure propitious be, if Innocence and beauty may go free. The Gods to her will sure propitious be, if Innocence and beauty may go free. The Gods to har will sure propitious be, if Innocence and beauty may go free. The Gods will sure to her propitious be, if Innocence and beauty may go free. soft. Go on, and to the Altar lead, and to the Altar lead. Go on, and to the Altar lead, and to the Altar lead. Go on, and to the Altar lead, go on and to the Altar lead, and to the Altar lead. Go on, and to the Altar lead, and to the Altar lead. Chief Priest. This halloued ground let no man tread, who is defiled with whoredom or with blood, lest all our Prayers should be for them withstood. Let none be present at our Sacrifice, but of an humble uncorrupted mind; The God for wicked men will all our Vows despise, and will to all our wishes be unkind. After a short Ceremony at the Altar, the Chief Priest goes on. Son of Latona & great Jove, in Delos born, which thou so much dost love. Great God of Physic and of Archery, of Wisdom, wit and Harmony, God of all Divinations too: To Thee our Vows and Prayers are due, To thee our Vows and Prayers are due. Chorus. To thee our Vows and Prayers are due, to thee our Vows and Prayers are due. To thee our Vows and Prayers are due, to thee our Vows and Prayers are due. To thee our Vows and Prayers are due, to thee our Vows and Prayers are due. To thee our Vows and Prayers are due, to thee our Vows and Prayers are due. Chief Priest. Thou gav'st the cruel Serpent Python death, depivd'st the Giant Tyrion of his breath. Thou didst the monstrous Cyclops too destroy, who formed the Thunder which did kill thy Son. Chorus. Thou light of all our Life, and all our Joy, our offering with our hearts are all thy own. Thou light of all our Life, and all our Joy, our offerings with our hearts are all thy own. Thou light of all our Life, and all our Joy, our offerings with our hearts are all thy own. Thou light of all our Life, and all our Joy, our offerings with our hearts are all thy own. Chief Priest. By Sacred Hyacinth thy much loved Flowers, By Daphne's memory we thee Implore thou wouldst be present at our Sacrifice, and not our humble Offerings despise. Chorus. And we for ever will thy praise advance, thy praise advance. Thou author of all light & heat, let Pipes & Timbrels And we for ever will thy praise advance, thy praise advance. Thou author of all light & heat, let Pipes & Timbrels And we for ever will thy praise advance, thy praise advance. Thou author of all light & heat, let Pipes & Timbrels And we for ever will thy praise advance, thy praise advance. Thou author of all light & heat, let Pipes & Timbrels sound, & let them dance, each day our worship we'll repeat, each day our worship we'll repeat. sound, & let them dance, each day our worship we'll repeat, each day our worship we'll pepeat. sound, & let them dance, each day our worship we'll repeat, each day our worship we'll repeat. sound, & let them dance, each day our worship we'll repeat. After a Dance of Priests with Cymbals, Bells, and Flambeaux, etc. The Chief Priest with his Attendants mingle with the Dancers, Singers, and Instruments in the following Song. TO Apollo, to Apollo our Celestial King, we will Io Paean sing, Io Paean, Io Paean, To Apollo, to Apollo our Celestial King, we will Io Paean sing, Io Paean, Io Paean, To Apollo, to Apollo our Celestial King, we will Io Paean sing, Io Paean, Io Paean, To Apollo, to Apollo our Celestial King, we will Io Paean sing, Io Paean Io Paean, Soft. Io Paean will we sing, Io Paean, Io Paean, Io Paean, Io Paean, Io Paean will we sing, Io Paean will we sing Io Paean will we sing, Io Paean, Io Paean, Io Paean, Io Paean, Io Paean will we sing, Io Paean will we sing Io Paean will we sing, Io Paean, Io Paean, Io Paean, Io Paean, Io Paean will we sing, Io Paean will we sing Io Paean will we sing, Io Paean, Io Paean, Io Paean, Io Paean, Io Paean will we sing, Io Paean will we sing The Scene being changed to a Rocky Desert full of dreadful Caves and Cliffs; Two despairing Men, and Two despairing Women enter, and Sing as follows. First Man. BReak, break distracted heart, there is no cure for love, my minds too raging calenture. First Woman. Sighs which in other Passion vent, and give them ease when they lament, are but the Bellows to my hot desire. Second Woman. Second Man. And tears in me not quench, but nourish Fire. First Man. Nothing, nothing can mollify my grief, or give my Passion a relief. Love is not like our earthly Fire, You soon may smother out that flame, concealing does increase desire; no opposition Love can tame. 2d Woman. Despair in Love transcends all pain; lost hope will ne'er return again. First Woman In Hell there's no such misery as now oppresses me; I this one pang alone would change for S syphus his stone. Second Man. I would the torments which I feel, change for Ixion's wheels. Second Woman. The Vulture should on me for ever feed, rather than thus my heart for love should bleed. Oh Tantalus! for thy eternal Thirst, I m more on Earth than thou in Hell accursed. First Woman. second Woman. 1st. Man. 2d Man. Was ever grief like mine? like mine? like mine? like mine? First Man. Was ever grief like mine? was ever ever grief like mine? 2d. Woman. Was ever grief like mine? was ever grief like mine? 2d. Man. 1st. Man. Was ever grief like mine? Was ever grief like mine? Was ever grief like mine. 2d. Woman. 1st. Woman. 1st. Man. 2. Man. nothing, but death, but death can cure our misery. I'll die, I'll die, I'll die. Chorus. 1st. Man. Nothing but death, but death can cure our misery. Nothing but death can cure our misery. 2d. Woman. Nothing but death, but death can cure our misery. Nothing but death can cure our misery. 2d. Man. Nothing but death, but death can cure our misery, but death can cure our misery. 1st Man. Nothing but death can cure our m╌se╌ry, but death can cure our misery. ACT. III. The Scene is the Palace of Cupid, where (after a Dance by Cyclops) Vulcan enters, and sings the following Song. YE bold sons of Earth that attend upon Fire, make haste to the Palace lest Cupid should stay; you must not be lazy when love does require; for Love is impatient, & brooks no delay, when Cupid you serve you must toil & must sweat, redouble your blows, and your labour repeat. Retornello. The vigorous young Cupid's not with laziness served He makes all his Vassals their diligence show, and nothing from him but with pains is deserved, The brisk youth that falls on, & still follows his blow is his favourite still. The considerate fool He as useless lay by for a pitiful Tool. Retornello again, and then go on. 1st. Cycl. 2d Cycl. This Palace is finished, and the other shall be made fit for his small Deity. But Fire makes us Retornello. Choleric and apt to repine, unless you will give us some Wine. Chorus. With swinging great Bowls let's refresh our dry Souls, & then we'll to work with a Clink clink With swinging great bowls let's refresh our dry souls, & then we'll to work with a Clink, clink, With swinging great bowls le's refresh our dry souls, & then let's to work with a Clink clink, With swinging great bowls lets refreh our dry souls, and then we'll to work with a Clink clink, Clink, but first let us drink, but first let us drink. Clink, but first let us drink, but first let us drink. Vulcan Clink, but first let us drink, but first let us drink. Let each take his Clink, but first let us drink, but first let us drink. 2d. Cyclops. Bowl then, and hold to his nose, then let him redouble his blows; Naystint us not so, but let each take his two, and twice as much then can we do. Retornello. Chorus and return. as before. With swinging great Bowls, etc. Vulcan. Ye slaves will you never from Drunkeness refrain? Ulysses will catch you again. 4th. Cyclops. Ulysses is a Dog, were he here he should find, we'd scorn him, and drink ourselves blind. Retor. Cho. & Retor. as before. 1st. Cyclops. 2d. Cyclops 3d. Cyclops. 4th. Cyclops Here Harps to you. Here Brontes to you, & so take each Cyclops his due. To thee Steropes. Pyraman to thee▪ Omnes. Retor. soft. And thus in our cups we'll agree. And thus in our cups we'll agree. And thus in our cups we'll agree. And thus in our cups we'll agree. Chor. and return. as before, and then go on. Vulcan. Be gone, or great Jove will for Thunderbolts stay, The World grows so wicked each day. 2d. Cyclops. He has less need of Thunder than we have of Wine, we'll drink though great Jove should repine. Cho. and return. again as before, and then go on. The Song at the Treat of Cupid and Psyche. ALL Joy to fair Psyche in this happy place, & to our great Mr: who her shall embrace; may never his love nor her beauty decay, but be warm as the spring, and still fresh as the day. Chorus . No Mortals on Earth ever wretched could prove, if still while they No Mortals on Earth ever wretched could prove, if still while they No Mortals on Earth ever wretched could prove, if still while they No Mortals on Earth ever wretched could prove, if still while they Soft. Lived they'd be always in Love, if still while they lived they'd be always in love, Lived they'd be always in love, if still while they lived they'd be always in love. Lived they'd be always in love, if still while they lived they'd be always in love, Lived they'd be always in love, if still while they live they'd be always in love. There's none without love ever happy can be; without it each brute were as happy as we. The knowledge men boast of does nothing but vex, & their wand'ring reason their minds does perplex. Chorus again as before, then go on. Love's sighs and his tears are mixed with delights; But were he still pestered with Love's sighs and his tears are mixed with delights; But were he still pestered with Cares and with frights: Should a thousand more troubles a Lover invade, By Carer and with frights: Should a thousand more troubles a Lover invade, By One happy moment they'd fully be paid. One happy moment they'd fully be paid. The Chorus again as before, then go on. Then lose not a moment but in pleasure employ it, for a moment once lost will Then lose not a moment but in pleasure employ it, for a moment once lost will Then lose not a moment but in pleasure employ it, for a moment once lost will always be so; Your Youth requires Love, let it fully enjoy it, and push on your always be so; Your Youth requires Love, let it fully enjoy it, and push on yorr always be so; Your Youth requires Love, let it fully enjoy it, and push on your Chorus. Nature as far as 'twill go. No mortals on earth ever wretched could prove, if still while they Nature as far as 'twil go. No mortals on earth ever wretched conned prove, if still while they Nature as far as 'twil go. No mortals on earth ever wretched could prove, if still while they No mortals on earth ever wretched could prove, if still while they lived they'd be always in love, If still while they lived they'd be always in love. lived they'd be always in love, if still while they lived they'd be always in love. lived they'd be always in love. If still while they lived ' they'd be always in love. lived they'd be always in love. If still while they lived they'd bealways in love. Song and Dance of the Salij sung in the principal Street of the City, near a Triumphal Arch, and accompanied in the Chorus with Kettledrums, Wind Instruments, Violins, etc. 1st. S'nger LEt us loudly rejoice, with glad heart & with Voice, for the Monster is dead, and here is his head, for the Monster is dead, and here is his head, Chorus. Let us loudly rejoice with glad heart & with voice, for the Monster is dead, he's dead, & here is his head. Let us loudly rejoice with glad heart & with voice, for the Monster is Let us loudly rejoice with glad heart & with voice, for the Monster is Let us loudly rejoice with glad heart & with voice, for the Monster is is dead, & here is his head, for the Monster is dead, & here is his head, he's dead, he's dead, & here is his head is dead, & here is his head, for the monster is dead, & here is his head, he's dead, he's dead, & here is his head is dead & here is his head, for the monster is dead, & here is his head, he's dead, he's dead, & here is his head is dead & here is his head, for the monster is dead & here is his head, he's dead, he's dead, & here is his head 2d. Sing'r. No more shall our Wives be afraid of their lives, nor our Daughters by Serpents miscarry. 1st. Singer. The Oracle then shall bestow them on Men, and they not with Monsters shall marry. Chorus again as before, then go on. Praesul sings. Great God of Wars to thee we offer up our Thanks and Prayer: For by thy mighty Deity Triumphant Conquerors we are. Chorus. thou'rt Great a╌mong the Heavenly Race. thou'rt Great a╌mong the Heavenly Race. Thourt Great among the Heavenly race. thou'rt Great a╌mong Instruments. Instruments. the Heavenly Race. thou'rt great among the Heavenly Race. thou'rt great among the Heavenly race. And Thoured great among the Heavenly Race. thou'rt great among the Heavenly race. And And And only to the Thunderer, the Thunderer giv'st place. And only to the Thunderer, the only to the Thunderer, the Thunderer giv'st place. And only to the Thunderer, the only to the Thunderer, the Thunderer giv'st place. The Thunderer, the Thunderer, the only to the Thunderer, the Thunderer giv'st place. The Thunnerer, the Thunderer, the Thunderer giv'st place. And only to the Thunderer, the Thunderer giv'st place. Thunderer giv'st place. And only to the Thunderer, the Thunderer giv'st place. Thunderer giv'st place. And only to the Thunderer, the Thunderer giv'st place. Thunderer giv'st place. And only to the Thunderer, the Thunderer giv'st place. Praesul. Jove is thy Father, but does not exceed thy Deity on any sore. Thou, when thou wilt canst make the whole world bleed; And then canst heal their breaches by thy power. Verse. Chorus. 'Tis thou that must to Armies give success, Thou that must Kingdoms 'Tis thou thou that must to Armies to Armies give success, Thou that must Kingdoms 'Tis thou that must to Armies▪ to Armies give success, Thou that must Kingdoms too 'Tis thou that must to Armies give success, Thou thot must Kingdoms too too with safety bless, Thou, thou that must bring, and then must guard their Peace. too with safety bless; Thou that must bring, and then must guard their Peace. with safety bless; Thou thou that must bring, and then must guard their Peace. wiith safety bless; Thou, thou that must bring, and then must guard their Peace. Thou, thou that must bring, & then must guard their Peace. Thou that must bring, & then must guard their Peace. Thou, Thou that must bring, & then must guard their Peace. Thou, Thou that must bring, & then must guard their Peace. After a Warlike Dance, the Praesul goes on. While we to Mars his Praises sing, A Horse th' appointed Victim bring. While Mars and Venus are meeting in the Air, etc. the following Symphony is Played. Symphony. Song of VENUS and MARS. Venus. GReat God of War if thou dost not despise the power of my victorious eyes, reject this Sacrifice: My Deity they dis╌respect, my Altars they neglect, and Psyhce on╌ly they Adore, whom they shall see no more. Have I yet left such Influence on your heart, as to enjoin them, you would take my part? by some known token punish their offence: and let them know their Insolence. Mars. SO much your Influence on me remains, that still I glory in my Chains: whatever you com╌mand shall be a Sovereign law to me; whatever you command shall be a Sovereign law to me. These saucy Mortals soon shall see, what 'tis to disrespect your Deity? To show how much for you I them despise; Since they with Venus dare contend. Ye powers of Hell your Furies send, and interrupt their Sacrifice, and interrupt their Venus. Ye Powers of Hell your Furies send, and interrupt, interrupt their Sacrifice. Sacrifice. Ye Powers of Hell your Furies send, and interrupt their Sacrifice. and interrupt their Sacrifice. and interrupt their Sacrifice. ACT. IU. The Scene is a stately Garden, etc. 1st. Voice LEt old age in its Envy & Malice take pleasure, in business that's sour, and in hoarding up Treasure, 2d. Voice. by dulness seem wise, be still peevish and nice, and what they can't follow, let them rail at as Vice. 3d Voice. Wise youth will in Wine & in Beauty delight, will revel all day and will sport all the night. 4th. Voice. For never to love would be never to live; and love must from Wine its new vigour receive. Chorus. For never to love would be never to live, and love must from Wine its new vigour receive, & For never to love would be never to live, and love must from Wine its new vigour receive, & For never to love would be never to live, and love must from Wine its new vigour receive, & For never to love would be never to live, and love must from Wine its new vigour receive, & Soft. Love must from Wine its new vigour receive, & love must from Wine its new vigour receive Love must from Wine its new vigour receive, & love must from Wine its new vigour receive. Love must from Wine its new vigour receive, & love must from Wine its new vigour receive. Love must from Wine its new vigour receive, & love must from Wine its new vigour receive. 1st. Voice. How insipid were life without those delights, In which lusty hot youth spend their days and their nights, 2d Voice. Of our nauseous dull being we too soon should be cloyed, Without those blessed Joys which Fools only avoid. 3d. Voice. Unhappy Grave Wretches, who live by false measure, And for empty vain shadows refuse real pleasure; 4th. Voice. To such fools while vast Joys on the witty are waiting, Life's a tedious long journey without ever baiting. Chorus. To such Fools, etc. The same Song composed another way for Two Voices. 1st. LEt old age in its envy and malice take pleasure; in business that's sour and in hoarding up Treasure, 2d. by dulness seem wise, be still peevish and nice, and what they can't follow let them rail at as vice; 1st. Wise Youth will in Wine and in Beauty delight, will Revel all day, and will sport all the night: 2d. For never to love would be never to live, and Love must from Wine its new vigour receive. Chorus. For never to love would be never to live, and love must from Wine its new vigour receive. For never to love would be never to live, and love must from Wine its new vigour receive. For never to love would be never to live, and love must from Wine its new vigour receive. For never to love would be never to live, and love must from Wine its new vigour receive. 1st. How insipid were life without those delights in which lusty hot youths spend their days and their nights; Of our nauceous dull being we too soon shall be cloyed, without those blessed Joys which fools only avoid, 2d. Unhappy grave wretches who live by false measure, and for empty vain shadows refuse real pleasure, to such fools while vast Joys on the witty are waiting, Life's a tedious long journey without ever baiting. Chorus. To such Fools, while vast Joys on the witty are waiting, Life's a tedious long journey without ever baiting To such fools, while vast joys on the witty are waiting, Life's a tedious long journey without ever baiting To such fools, while vast joys on the witty are waiting, Life's a tedious long journey without ever baiting. To such fools, while vast joys on the witty are waiting, Life's a tedious long journey without ever baiting. Song of the God of the River, and two Nymphs, to PSYCHE, when she's going to cast herself into the River. STay, stay, this act will much defile my streams; with a short patience suffer these exteems: Heaven has for thee a milder Fate in store, the time shall be when thou shalt weep no more: 1st. Nymph. 2d. Nymph. And yet fair Psyche ne'er shall die. She ne'er shall die. She ne'er shall die. Retornello. Cho. with Voices and Instruments. 1st. Nymph. And yet fair Psyche ne'er shall die, but shall be crowned with immortality. 2d Nymph. And yet fair Psyche ne'er shall die, but shall be crowned with immortality. And yet fair Psyche ne'er shall die, but shall be crowned with immortality. Soft. but shall be crowned, but shall be crowned with immortality, but shall be crowned but shall be crowned with Im╌mor╌ta╌li╌ty. But shall But shall be crowned with Im╌mor╌ta╌li╌ty. but shall Retornello. but shall be crowned with Im╌mor╌ta╌li╌ty. be crowned with Im╌mor╌ta╌li╌ty. be Crowned with Im╌mor╌ta╌li╌ty. Venus' approaches, from her anger▪ fly, more troubles yet your constancy must try: But the happy minute will e'er long arrive, that will to you eternal freedom give, 1st. Nymph. 2d. Nymph. and yet fair Psyche ne'er shall die, She ne'er shall die, She ne'er shall die. Retornello. Chorus as before. And yet fair Psyche, etc. And yet fair Psyche, etc. And yet fair Psyche, etc. And yet fair Psyche, etc. Omit the Retornello at the end of the Chorus the last time. ACT. V. Devils and Furies. 1st. Devil, 1st. Fury. To what great distresses proud Psyhce is brought. Oh the brave mischiefs our malice has wrought. 2d. Deu. Such actions become the black Subjects of Hell. Our Great Prince of Darkness who e'er will serve well, 3d Devil, 3d Fury, must to all Mortals, nay Gods show their spite, and in horror & torments of 4th Devil, 4th. Fury, must to all Mortals, nay Gods show their spite, and in horror & torments of 5th. Devil. others delight, must to all Mortals, nay Gods show their Spite. 6th. Devil. others delight, must to all Mortals, nay Gods show their Spite. 1st. Devil. must to all Mortals, nay Gods show their Spite. Chorus. And in horror and torments of others delight, and in horror and torments of others delight. And in horror and torments of others delight, and in horror and torments of others delight. And in horrors and torments of others delight, and in horrors and torments of others delight And in horrors and torments of others delight, and in horrors and torments of others delight And in horrors and torments of others delight, and in horrors and torments of others delight And in horrors and torments of others delight, and in horrors and torments of others delight 2d. Stanza in Furies and Devils. 1st. Devil. 1st Fury. HOw cool are our Flames, and how light are our Chains, if our craft or our cruelty Souls enough gains: 2d. Devil, 2d. Fury, In perpetual Howl and Groans we take pleasure; Our joys by the Torments of others we measure. 3d. Devil. 3d. Fury. To rob Heaven of the fair is our greatest delight, To darkness seducing the Subjects of light. 4. Fury. To rob Heaven of the fair is our greatest delight: To rob Heaven of the fair is our greatest delight. To darkness seducing the Subjects of light. 1st Devil, To rob Heaven of the fair is our greatest delight. To rob Heaven of the fair is our greatest delight. The Six part Chorus again with these words, (viz.) To Darkness seducing the Subjects of Light. 1st. Devil. 1st. Fury. How little did Heaven of its Empire take care, to let Pluto take the rich, witty, and fair; 2d Devil. 2d. Fury. whilst it doth for itself Fools & Monsters preserve, the blind, ugly, and poor, and the Cripple reserve. 3d. Devil, 3d. Fury. Heaven all the worst subjects for itself does prepare, and leaves all the best for the Prince of the Air. 4th. Deu. Heaven all the worst Subjects for itself does prepare, and leaves all the best for the Prince of the Air. 5th. Deu. Heaven all the worst Subjects for itself does prepare. 6th. Devil, Heaven all the worst Subjects for itself does prepare. 1st Devil, Heaven all the worst Subjects for itself does prepare. Six part Chorus again as before with these words, (viz.) And leaves all the best for the Prince of the Air. Pluto and Proserpina. PLUTO. REfrain your Tears, you shall no Prisoner be, Beauty and Innocence in Hell are free. they're Treasons, Murders, Rapes, and Thefts, that bring Subjects to th' Infernal King. You are no Subjects of this place. A God must you embrace; from Hell to Heaven you must translated be, where you shall live and love, where you shall live and love, and love, and love to all eternity. Psyche draw near, with thee this present take, which given to Venus soon thy peace will make; of Beauty 'tis a treasury Divine, and you're the messenger she did design. Lost beauty this will soon restore, and all defects repair: Mortals will now afresh her beams adore, and ease her mind of Jealousy and care; of jealousy & care; No beauty that has this can e'er despair, no beauty that has this can e'er despair. Here are your Sisters who your life once sought, Their malice to this place has Psyche brought, And against her all these dire mischiefs wrought; for ever, ever, ever, here they shall remain, and shall in hell suffer eternal pain; But Psyche shall a Deity embrace; but Psyche shall a Deity embrace. Proserpina, Be gone fair Psyche. Be gone fair Psyche from this place, from this place, PLUTO, Be gone fair Psyche, Be gone fair Psyche from this place, from this place, for Psyche must the God of love embrace, for Psyche must the God of love embrace. for Psyche must the God of love embrace, for Psyche must the God of love embrace. Chorus. Be gone fair Psyche from this place, for Psyche must the God of Love embrace. Be gone fair Psyche from this place, For Psyche must the God of Love embrace. Be gone fair Psyche from this place, for Psyche must the God of Love embrace. Be gone fair Psyche from this place, for Psyche must the God of Love embrace. For Psyche must, Psyche must the God of Love embrace. fo Psyche must the God of Love embrace. for Psyche must the God of Love embrace. for Psyche must the God of Love embrace. Symphony at the Descending of Apollo and the Gods. APOLLO, Assemble all ye Heavenly Choir, & let the God of love inspire your heart with his celestial Fire; the God of Love's a happy lover made, his ravishing delights shall never fade. Cho. with his immortal Psyche, he now tastes those Joys which ought to be as lasting as eternity. with his immortal Psyche, he now tastes those joys which ought to be as lasting as eternity. with his immortal Psyche, he now tastes those joys which ought to be as lasting as eternity. with his immortal Psyche, he now tastes those joys which ought to be as lasting as eternity. APOLLO Come Lovers from the Elysian Groves and ce╌le╌brate these Heavenly Loves. Simphonie. Apollo. Begin this on the close note. Bacchus' with all your jolly Crew, come re╌vel at these Nuptials to. Play the Symphony again, and then go on. Apollo. Come all ye winged Spirits of the Skies, and all your mighty Deities, symphony as before, making the close Note a Minum. Apollo. You all his humble Vassals are, and in his Joys should have a share. Chorus again as before, and then go on. 1st. Eliz. Lover. On Earth by unkindness are often destroyed, the delight in the Nymphs who are so much adored, or else the poor Lovers by kindness are cloyed; so faint are the pleasures their love does afford. 2d. Eliz. Lover. With sighs & with tears, with jealousies, rie's & with fears, the wretched poor lover, poor lover is lost, for a few moment's pleasure his liberty's lost. 3d. Eliz Lov, How short are those moments yet how few they employ! Ah! how short, ah how short is the Joy? 2l. 3d. Ah how short, Ah how short is the Joy? Ah how short? Ah hw short is the Joy? The Three Elysian Lovers. Chorus. Thus wretched Mankind does suffer below, & in Heaven each Godhead to Cupid does bow: Thus wretched Mankind does suffer below, & in Heaven each Godhead to Cupid does bow: Thus wretched Mankind does suffer below, & in Heaven each Godhead to Cupid does bow: But Love, Love was ne'er perfect till now. But Love, Love was ne'er perfect till now. But Love, Love was never perfect till now. But Love, love was ne'er perfect till now. But Loee, Love was ne'er perfect till now. But Love, love was ne'er perfect till now. Symphony at the descending of Jupiter, Cupid and Psyche. After a Dance of the Elysian Princes, MARS sings as follows. Behold the God of mighty power, we all have felt, and all adore. To him I all my Triumphs owe, To him my Trophies I must Yields; He makes Victorious Monarches bow, and from the Conqueror gains the field. Chorus. He turns all the horrors of war to delight, & were there no Love, no Hero's would fight, & He turns all the horrors of war to delight, & were there no love, no Hero's would fight, & He turns all the horrors of war to delight, & were there no love no Hero's would fight, & He turns all the horrors of wars to delight, & were there no love, no Hero's would fight, Play the. Chorus for a return. then go on upon the Close Note. were there no Love no Hero's would fight. MARS. Honour to Battle spurs them on, Honour brings Power when War is done. But who would venture Life for Power? Only to govern dull Mankind? 'tis Women, womans they adore! For Beauty they those dangers find. CHORUS. No Princes the toils of ambition would prove, or dominion would prise if it were not for love Or Dominion, etc. Play the Chorus again for a Retornel. then go on, on the close Note. Bacch's. THe delights of the Bottle, & the charms of good Wine to the power & the pleasures of Love must resign, though the night in the joys of good drinking be past, the debauches but till the next morning will last; But Love's great debauch is more lasting and for that often lasts a man all his life long. Cho. But loves great debauch is more lasting & strong, for that often lasts a man all his life long. But loves great debauth is more lasting & strong for that often lasts a man all his life long. But loves great debauch is more lasting & strong, for that often lasts a man all his life long. But loves great debauch is more lasting & strong, for that often lasts a man all his life long. Play the Chorus again for a Retornello, then go on to the Tune of the former Stanza. Bacchus. Love and Wine are the Bonds that fasten us all, The World but for these to confusion would fall. Were it not for the pleasure of Love and good Wine, Mankind for each trifle their lives would resign. They'd not value dull life, nor would live without thinking, Nor would Kings rule the world, but for Love and good drinking. Chorus. They'd not, etc. Nor would not, etc. Retornello. Apollo. But to love, to love the great union they owe: All in earth and in Heaven to his sceptre must bow. Grand Chorus and Dance, with all the Instruments. All joy to this Celestial pair who thus in Heaven united are. 'Tis a great thing worth All Joy to this Celestial pair who thus in Heaven united are. 'Tis a great thing worth All Joy to this Celestial pair, who thus in Heaven united are. 'Tis a great thing worth All Joys to this Celestial pair, who thus in Heaven united are. 'Tis a great thing worth All Joy to this Celestial pair, who thus in Heaven united are. 'Tis a great thing worth All Joy to this Celestial pair, who thus in Heaven united are. 'Tis a great thing worth heavens design, to make Love's Power with Beauties join. heavens design, to make Loves' Power with Beauties join. Heauns' design, to make Love's Power with Beauties join. Heauns' design, to make Love's Power with beauty's join. Heavn's design, to make Love's Power with Beauty join. Heavn's design, to make Love's Power with beauty's join. FINIS. The Instrumental Music used in the TEMPEST. The First Music. soft. loud. INtroduction. Galliard, Gavot, The end of the First Music. The Second Music, SArabrand. LILK. The end of the second Music. Curtain Tune in the TEMPEST, soft. louder by degrees, Violent, soft. loud. soft and slow by degrees, The First Act Tune. Rustic Air. The Second Act Tune, MI noit. The Third Act Tune. COrant, The Fourth Act Tune, A Martial Jig. The Conclusion, A Canon 4 in 2. FINIS.