Volume 5 — A Song in the Fair Penitent. Set by Mr. Eccles. Sung by Mrs. Hudson.
Reading edition
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STAY, ah stay, ah turn, ah whither wou’d you fly? Ah stay, ah turn, ah whither wou’d you fly? Whither, whither wou’d you fly? Too Charming, too Charming, too relentless Maid, I follow not to conquer, not to conquer, I follow not to conquer, but to dye: You of the fearful, of the fearful are afraid, Ah stay, ah turn, ah whither wou’d you fly? Whither, whither, whither, whither, ah whither wou’d you fly? In vain, in vain I call, in vain, in vain I call, While she like fleeting, fleeting Air; When press’d by some tempestuous Wind, Flys swifter from the voice of my Despair: Nor cast a pitying, pitying, pitying, pitying look behind, No not one, no not one, not one pitying, pitying look, Not one pitying, pitying, pitying look behind, No not one, no not one, not one pitying, pitying, pitying look behind, No not one, no not one, not one pitying, pitying, pitying look behind.
A new Song. The Words by Mr. Tho. Wall. Set to Musick by Mr. Henry Eccles, Junior.
[Listen]
NO more let Damon’s Eyes pursue, No more let Damon’s Eyes pursue, The bright enchanting Fair; Almira thousands, thousands, thousands can undo, And thousands more, and thousands more, And thousands more may still despair, And thousands more may still despair. For oh her bright alluring Eyes, And Graces all admire; For her the wounded Lover dies, And ev’ry Breast, and ev’ry Heart, And ev’ry Breast is set on Fire. Then oh poor Damon, see thy Fate, But never more complain; For all a Thousand Hearts will stake, And all may sigh, and all may die, And all may sigh and die in vain.
