Scen. 9.
Chorus. Song 1.
1.
Weep forth Phrygian Swan▪
Phrygian Swans weep forth
Love and war a tragedy / written by Tho. Meriton.
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- Love and war a tragedy / written by Tho. Meriton.
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- Meriton, Thomas, b. 1638.
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- London :: Printed for Charles Webb ...,
- 1658.
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To see so fair (but cruel)
A creature on the earth.
Who is beyond all nature,
Or pencill art can make;
Weep forth, weep forth,
So fair, but obstina••e.
2.
Heavens send a smile
Prospering the successe,
To gain so fair a substance
Within her selfe a blesse;
VVho is belov'd of all souls.
Yet makes their bodies quake;
Weep forth, weep forth,
So fair, but obstinate,
3.
She's a morning star,
Lighting mens hearts;
But when they see that object,
She wounds them with loves darts▪
Yet they are so intangled,
That they'l die for her sake:
Weep forth, weep forth,
So fair, but obstinate.
Song 2.
1.
Let quick-foot nimble Doe
Surround the valleys all,
And make a pleasant consort,
As they each other call,
For peace doth bind them to it;
Aberden got the day,
Both Bucks and Does may play their fills,
There's none will again-say.
2.
He rides in great tri••mph,
With subjects waiting on,
And with his most cursed Queen▪
Without Rebellion.
••elerinus forc'd to turn
His Ma••esty to yield
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And glad that he escaped so
To give Aberden field.
3.
Their valours play their part,
Aeneas and Turnus great,
Did neither of them manage
Their Army so compleat:
But when the foul smoaky clouds,
That they with Gun-shot made,
Was vanisht, and was turn'd serene,
Aberden he best plaid: