Volume 5 — A Song in the Opera call’d the Brittish Enchanters. Set by Mr. J. Eccles.
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PLague us not with idle Stories, Whining Loves, whining Loves, whining Loves, And Senceless Glories. What are Lovers? what are Kings? What, at best, but slavish Things? What are Lovers? what are Kings? What, at best, but slavish Things? What, at best, but slavish Things? Free I liv’d as Nature made me, Love nor Beauty durst invade me, No rebellious Slaves betray’d me, Free I liv’d as Nature made me, Each by turns as Sence inspired me, Bacchus, Ceres, Venus fir’d me, I alone have learnt true Pleasure, Freedom, Freedom, Freedom is the only, only Treasure.