Mis-ta-ken fair, lay Sherlock by, His doctrine, doctrine

die; He cheats us, cheats us of our living.

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When first I fair Ce-lin-da knew, Her kindness then was

great; Her eyes I could with pleasure view, And friendly

Song XXXII.-When fair Serena first I knew. Seward. Song XXXIII.-Fairest of thy sex and best.

No airs known.

Song XXXIV.-Could you guess, for I ill can repeat. Wodhull.

Song XXXV.-If in that breast so good so pure. Moore. Neither of these two pieces it is presumed ever had any air.

Song XXXVI.-The silver rain, the pearly dew.

The editor has not been able to obtain a sight of the music to the entertainment from which this song is taken.

Song XXXVII. Whilst I am scorch'd with hot desire. Prior.

Song XXXVIII.-'Tis not your saying that you love. Mrs.

Behn.

No airs known.

Song XXXIX.-Go tell Aminta, gentle swain. Dryden. Set by Mr. Robert King. [Composed also as a glee for three voices by M. H. Park.]

dumb with grief, The Gods ordain'd this kind relief; That

dare not say.

Moderato.

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Gentle Love, this hour be-friend me, To my eyes
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re-sign thy dart; Notes of melting music

lend

Chill as

use;

"Tis by cold in-diff'rence frozen, To my

arms, and to my muse.

Song XLI.-I cannot change as others do. E. of Rochester, Airs not known.

Song XLII.-To melancholy thoughts a prey. Mrs. Pilk

ington.

See the music to the additional songs.

Song XLIII.-To all you ladies now at land. E. of Dorset.

To all you ladies now at land, We men at sea

indite, But first would have you understand How hard it

plore, to write to you. Fal, lal, lal, lal, lal, la.

Song XLIV-The heavy hours are almost past. Ld. Lyttelton.

Set by Mr. Jackson of Exeter.

Moderately slow.

The heavy hours are almost past, That part my love and