SONGS IN THE NEW OPERA, Called the WORLD in the MOON  
Sold by I: Walsh Musical Instrument maker in Ordinary to his Majesty, at the Golden Harp and Ho-boy, in Catherine-Street near Summersett House in the Strand, and I: Hare Musical Instrument Seller at the Golden Viol in St. Paul's Churchyard, and at his Shop in Freemans-Yard in Cornhill, 1697   

Sung by Mrs Magnus and a Boy  set by Mr Daniel Purcell. 

To Cynthia then our homage pay,  
& dedicate, & dedicate th'eternal day, th'eternal th'eternal th'eternal th'eternal day;  
Her praises move, her praises move, her praises move, the Heavenly Round,  
her Songs, her Songs, with Jo╌peans Crowned,  
up to her Brother's throne, up to her Brother's throne, up to her Brother's throne, her Brother's throne, shall sound, shall sound,  
up to her Brother's throne shall sound, shall sound,  
up to her Brother's throne shall sound.   

To Cynthia then our homage pay,  
& dedicate, and dedicate th'e ternall day, th'eternal th'eternal th'eter╌ awl, th'eternal day;  
Her praises move, her praises move, her praises move, the Heavenly Round,  
her Songs, her Songs, with Jo╌peans Crowned,  
up to her Brother's throne, up to her Brother's throne, her Brother's throne, shall sound, shall sound,  
up to her Brother's throne shall sound, shall sound,  
up to her Brother's throne shall sound.    

Sung by Mr. Freeman, & Mr. Leveridge,  set by Mr jeremiah Clark 

Whilst thus our Calmer pleasure flow╌ flow╌flow╌  
whilst thus our Calmer pleasure flow  
what Storms╌disturbs, disturbs╌the Globe be╌low, ╌low  
Tempest Rattle, fire and Ruin,  
Tear, ╌ Tear, ╌ Tear the lower World a Sunder,  
Tear, Tear, ╌ Tear the lower World a Sunder,  
Teare╌ Tear, ╌ Tear the lower World a Sunder.   

Whilst thus our Calmer pleasure flow╌ flow╌ flow╌  
Whilst that our Calmer pleasure flow,  
what Storms╌disturbs the Globe be╌low, ╌low,  
Blood & Battle, War and Thunder,  
Tear Tear the lower World a Sunder,  
Teare╌ Teare╌ the lower World a Sunder,  
Teare╌ Teare╌y e lower World a Sunder   
  

Sung by a Girl  set by Mr. Daniel Purcell. 

See, See in the Smiling Month of May,  
the Songsters, of the Grove the Play,  
just, just Such a poor, poor, poor young thing as they,  
a little, little Bird So very Small,  
that just can tattle, Chirp & prattle,  
I can but Sing, & Oh, Oh, & Oh, & Oh, Oh, that's all,  
But if I Live till past Fifteen,  
See Such fine Sparks as here are Seen,  
I fear I fear you'll teach me then to perch  
& plum & dress & pride,  
and more than tattle, Chrip & prattle,  
I then Shall Sing, Shall Sing, & Love, Love, Love Shall Sing & Love, besid'e,  
Shall Sing, & Love, Love, Love, Shall Sing & Love beside.   
  

Sung by Mrs: Temple,  set by Mr: jeremiah Clark. 

Is'e no more to Shady Coverts,  
Jocky's Eyes are all my Joy,  
Beauties' there I Ken that cannot,  
must not, shall not Steal away;  
What wooed Jockey now do too me,  
Surely your to me unkind,  
I'll ne'er See you nay you fly me,  
yet are ne'er from out my mind.   

Tell me why 'tis thus you use me,  
Take me quickly to your Arms,  
Where in bllisses blithely basking,  
Each may rival the Other's Charms,  
O but fie my Jockey pray now,  
What d'ye; do not; let me go,  
O I vow you will undo me,  
what to do I do not know.   

For the Flute  
   

Sung by Mrs: Linsey  set by Mr: Daniel Purcell 

Then come, kind Damon, come away,  
to Cynthia's Power advance,  
the Sylvians they shall Pipe & Play,  
and we'll lead up, & we'll lead up, & we'll lead up the Dance,  
the Sylvians they shall Pipe and Play,  
and we'll lead up, and we'll lead up, and we'll lead up the Dance.   
 

For the Flute  
   

Sung by Mrs: Cross,  set by Mr: jeremiah Clark. 

Divine Astrea hither flew,  
to Cynthia's brighter throne,  
She left the Iron World, below  
to bless the Silver Moon  
She left the Iron World below  
to bless the Silver Moon.   
 

Tho' Phoebus with his hotter beams,  
Does Gold in Earth Create;  
That leads those Wretches to Extremes,  
Of Av'rice Lust and Hate.   

For the Flute  
   

Sung by Ms: Cross,  set by Mr: jeremiah Clark. 

Smile then with a beam Devine,  
we'll be blest if you but Shine,  
Hap╌py then our Pains and Toils,  
wit only Lives when Beauty Smiles,  
Hap╌py then our Pains and Toils,  
wit only Lives, wit only: Lives, when Beauty Smiles,  
wit only Lives, wit only Lives, when Beauty Smiles.   
 

For the Flute