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Clar. Love, thy godhead I adore,

Source of sacred passion ;
But will never bow before

Those idols, wealth, or fashion.
May, like me, each maiden wise,

From the fop defend her ;
Learning, sense, and virtue prize,

And scorn the vain pretender.

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Har. Why the plague should men be sad,

While in time we moulder ?
Grave, or gay, or vex'd, or glad,
We ev'ry day grow

older.
Bring the flask, the music bring,
date Foy will quickly find us ;
Drink, and laugh, and dance, and sing,

And cast our cares behind us.

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Dian. How shall I escapeso naught,

On filial laws to trample ;
I'll e'en curtsey, own my fault,

And plead papa's example.
Parents 'tis a hint to you,

Children oft are shameless ;
Oft transgress-the thing's too true-

But are you always blameless ??
One word more before we go ;

Girls and boys have patience ;
You to friends must something owe,

As well as to relations.

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These kind gentlemen address

What tho' we forgave 'em
Still they must be lost, unless

You lend a hand to save 'em.

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TABLE OF THE SONGS.

With the Names of the several COMPOSERS.

N. B. Those marked thus **, are new, both words

and music: but those marked thus *, are only new set,

A New Overture by Mr. DIBDIN,

ACT 1.

Ah how delightful the morning
* To rob them of strength
*To tell you the truth
Zounds, Sir! then I'll tell you
When a man of fashion condescends
*I'm but a poor servant
You ask me in vain
Ah! pry'thee spare me
**Ye gloomy thoughts
Quintetto

Duet Mr. Dibdin

Dibdin Dibdin Dibdin Dibdin Dibdin Gallupi Dibdin Dibdin

ACT II.

Talk not to me
Indeed, forsouth, a pretty youth
How cursedly vext
Come then, pining, peevish lover
*To fear a stranger
** Ladies, pray admire a figure
** Poor panting heart
In Italy, Germany, France have I been
** We all say the man
Go, and, on my truth relying
Quintetto

Vento Scolari

Arne Ciampi Dibdin Dibdin Dibdin Dibdin Dibdin Vento Dibdin

ACT III. ** How can you inhuman ! 4 I wonder, I'm sure, ** Hist, soft ; let's hear how matters go ** A rascal, a hussy Why with sighs my heart is swelling * O bliss unexpected Chorus

Dibdin Dibdin Dibdin Dibdin Ciampi Dibdin Dibdin

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COMIC OPERA.

BY ISAAC BICKERSTAFF.

ADAPTED FOR

THEATRICAL REPRESENTATION,

AS PERFORMED AT THE

THEATRE-ROYAL, COVENT-GARDEN.

REGULATED FROM THE PROMPT.BOOK,

By Permission of the Managers.

* The Lines distinguished by inverted Commas, are omitted in the Representation."

LONDON :

Printed for the Proprietors, under the Direction of

John Bell, British Library, STRAND, Bookseller to His Royal Highness the Prince of WALES.

MDCCXCI.

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