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A65003) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 102642) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books, 1641-1700 ; 1077:5) Vinculum societatis, or, The tie of good company being a choice collection of the newest songs now in use : with thorow bass to each song for the harpsichord, theorbo, or bas-viol : the first book of this character. Carr, John, fl. 1672-1695. [4], 32 p. : ill., music. Printed by F. Clark, T. Moore, and J. Heptinstall for John Carr and R.C. ..., London : 1687. Dedication signed: John Carr and R.C. Includes index. Reproduction of original in the Huntington Library. Created by converting TCP files to TEI P5 using tcp2tei.xsl, TEI @ Oxford. Re-processed by University of Nebraska-Lincoln and Northwestern, with changes to facilitate morpho-syntactic tagging. Gap elements of known extent have been transformed into placeholder characters or elements to simplify the filling in of gaps by user contributors. 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The FIRST BOOK of this CHARACTER . depiction of angels playing musical instruments LONDON , Printed by F. Clark , T. Moore , and J. Heptinstall , for John Carr , and R. C. and are to be Sold by John Carr at the Middle Temple-Gate , and Sam. Scott at the Miter by Temple-Barr . Anno Domini , 1687. TO ALL TRUE LOVERS OE MUSICK . Gentlemen , WE well hope , our former diligent endeavors , ( according to our capacity ) to serve the Musical Souls of our Nation , have been so hearty , that no very great aspersion can ly upon us for a total neglect of our duty : We also thankfully acknowledg the kind reception our labours have hitherto found from the Ingenious , and the good natur'd ; by which we have been so far encouraged , as yet to add One ( Ornament at least ) to our many former Attempts , and that is , this New Character of the Notes of the Songs in this Book , less troublesome to the Eye , then those of the Old way , which ( if acceptable ) will add fresh vigour to our future industry , and add much to the numerous obligations you have already heaped upon , Gentlemen , Yours JOHN CARR . Licensed June the 8th 1687. R. C. A Table of the SONGS contain'd in this Book . A. Page . Page . AH Charming Nymph 4 B. Bring out your Cunny Skins 6 Bring back my Comforts 20 C. Celia at last thy pride 5 Cease mighty Love 10 Cinthia t is own'd I too long 24 Cou'd softning melting looks 32 F. Farewell all the Arts of Love 13 H. How long Devine Celinda 25 Set by Mr. Sam. Ackroyd . I I Love without measure 8 I 'le Languish no more 12 L Let formall Lovers 1 Leave to him all our Cares 33 M My wanderer at last Retreats 11 P Phillis I must needs Confess 26 Phillis what ever Love 30 S Spite of thy Godhead 9 See the Lovely Maid 22 Silvia be no longer Kind 23 She alass whom all admir'd 28 T These full too hours 18 The Gods are not more blest 21 Thyrsis unjustly you complain 29 W When Cloris once thought 2 When the Gods at a banquet 14 When first I sought my Jenny's love 17 When V and I together meet 31 MVSICK Books sold by John Carr at the Middle-Temple Gate . THE Musical Entertainment performed at a Musical Feast on St. Cecilia's Day . Nov. 22. 1683. The Words made by Mr. Christopher Fishburn , and set to Musick , in two , three , four & six Parts , by Mr. Henry Purcel , Composer in Ordinary to His Sacred Majesty , and one of the Organists of His Majesty's Chappel-Royal . The second Book of the Musical Entertainment , performed at a Musical Feast on St. Cecilia's day , Nov. 22. 1684. The Words made by the late ingenious Mr. John Oldham , Author of the Satyr on the Jesuits , and other excellent Poems ; and set to Muscik ; in two , three , four and five Parts , by Dr. John Blow , Master of the Children , and one of the Organists , of His Majesty's Chappel-Royal . An Essay to the Advancement of Musick , by T. Salmon Price 2 s. The Vocal and Instrumental Musick in Psyche , with the Instrumental Musick in the Tempest . Price 2 s. Melothesia , or Rules for Playing a continual Bass on the Harpsichord . Price 3 s. Tripla Concordia , or new Ayres for three Parts for Treble and Bass-Viol . Easie Lessons on the Gettars for young Practitioners , Single , and some of 2 Parts , by Seignior Francisco . Also all sorts of Musical Instruments , and Strings . Mr. Hen. Purcell . LET formal Lovers still pursue I envy not their Care , a tedious Seige perhaps may do at last to gain the Fair , such whining Methods I disdain a Mistress to o — blige , where a fair summons will not gain the Town 's not worth a Siege . The Eastern Monarchs Victories Had not gone on so far Had he Ingag'd his Enemies By formal steps of War , To general Beauty I lay claim , From each fair Eye t is hurld , Where e're I come like him I 'le gain And love ore all the World. Mr. Fran. Forcer . WHen Cloris once thought her Conquest Compleat , and her Charms had made way for her Pride , and Languishing Strephon had thrown at her Feet a Heart She so often had try'd , and the faithful young Lover did over and over discover a Passion , that were She not Marble , might move her : The hard hearted Nymph to requite all his pain , instead of his Love paid him with disdain , She bids him re-tire and not feed his desire with the hopes of her Love which he never must gain ; Whilst Cruel , Cruel Cloris Strephon cry'd , pity , pity him that lies to Love and to your Eyes a Loyal and unblemish'd Sacrifice . Oh ye Shepheards take heed where your Flocks you do seed , lest your Hearts as your Lambs should stray , for if Cloris surprise you once with her Eyes , you 'r lost and undone , your Liberty's gone , and you must be for ever her Prey . Mr. Fran. Forcer . Ah Charming Nymph were I a Swain too weak I fear wou'd prove my resolutions a — gainst Love , tho they were fortifi'd by your disdain , oft I with discontented Sighs have said , oh , why was I a feeble Woman made , but what I thought my Misery is now become my Guard , and from a Fate more hard , it was ordain'd to rescue me , else to thy Charms Philoclia I had bow'd , and dy'd unpityed , unpityed , unpityed by the gazing Crowd . CElia at last thy Pride and Scorn has lost the Man thy Slave was Born , I 've broke my Heart to break my Chain , and now must never Love a — gain Yet much of Torture in the Cure I do confess I do indure . Thus is the Battle lost and won , but Oh the Victor is undone . Glory has now my Heart possest , And love of Arms Enflam'd my Brest ; The puny God in Chains shall wait , Whilst Pride and Honour sit in state , But oh my Glories I despise Since I must shun those Killing Eyes . Thus is the Battle , &c. Farewel my Trophies since I find No Beauty left to tempt my mind , To make my last of Actions brave , I 'le die her Victor and her Slave : Weep that the World no more can give , But scorn this Conquest to outlive . Thus is the Battle , &c. Mr. Sam. Ackroyd . BRing out your Cunny Skins , bring out your Cunny Skins Maids to me , and hold them fair that I may see , Gray , Black and Blew , for the smaller Skins I 'le give you Bracelets , Laces , Pins , and for your whole Cunny here 's ready Mony , come gentle Jone do thou begin with thy black Cunny thy black Cunny Skin , and Mary and Jone will follow with their Silver Haird Skins and Yallow , the White Cunny Skin I will not lay by , for though it be faint it is fair to the Eye , the Gray it is worn , but yet for my Mony , give me the bonny bonny black Cunny , come away fair Maids your Skins will decay , come and take Mony Maids put your Wares away , ha'ye any Cunny Skins , ha'ye any Cunny Skins , ha'ye any Cunny Skins here to sell . Mr. Sam. Ackroyd . I Love without measure , and sure I shall find a Fountain of Pleasure for my Celia's now kind : My Heart so In — spir'd I kist and ad — mir'd and She ne're re-tir'd but I still de — sir'd . There 's no such Devertion As in her soft Arms , To tell her my passion , And to talk of her Charms , I must be possessing , I long for the Blessing Of Loves sweet expressing By natures kind Dressing . With my passion I strove To wait for the pow'r , And the pleasure of Love But for one happy houre , With eager desire At last I came nier , Her Eyes darted Fire , My Soul did expire . Mr. Rob. King. Mr. Hen. Purcel . SPite of the Godhead powerful Love I will my torments hide , but what Vail of life must prove a Sa — cri — fice to Pride , Pride thou art become my Goddess now , to Thee I l'e Alters Rear , to Thee each Morning pay my Vow and offer every Tear , but oh , but oh I fear , should Philomon once take thy Injur'd part , I soon should cast the Idol down and offer him my heart . Mr. D. Purcel . CEase mighty Love to tear a Heart that owns thy Power Divine , thou needs no Quiver nor no Dart to make the Conquest thine ; for who a — lass thy Deities durst despise , when thou hast weapons suc — h as Celia's Eyes . Now Celia you my Heart have won , Oh be not too severe , Do not your humble Slave disown , Nor kill him with Dispair ; Be not unjust to scorn my Vestal Fire , Which you and none but you cou'd ere Expire . Mr. Moses Snow . MY Wan — der — er at at last re — Xtreats to his forsaken Breast , having discover'd all the Cheats , that drew him from his rest thought himself safe in this a — bode , when Cloe prov'd it vain , by ways as in — no — cent as odd , she tempts him or a — gain . With untaught Eyes , unpractic'd Art , She does her Slave subdue : Scorns meanly to beguile a Heart , But clams it as her due . Let Tyrants then her Conquest boast , And keep their few in awe : She governs all and ever must , Who reigns by Nature Law. Mr. Rich. Brown. I Le languish no more at the glance of your Eye ; can view you all o're and ne're fetch a deep sigh : No more shall your voice Siren — like charm my Heart ; in vain you may sigh , use in vain all your Art : No Madam I 'm free , when I 'm Captive a — gain , let me unpity'd feel a — gen my old pain . I 'le Libertine turn , use all things in Common , No more than one Dish be bound to one Woman , Yet I still love the Sex but my Bottle before 'em , I 'le use 'em sometimes but I 'le never Adore 'em , Go Madam be wise when a Woodcocks i th noose , Be sure hold him fast least like me he get loose . A 2 Voc. FArewel all the Arts of Love Fancy to Witch first did move , and at the last did empty prove , the Goddess which you did a — dore enjoy'd con — ti — nues to be so no more , but turns to a Woman as before , the Goddess which you did adore enjoy'd con — ti — nues to be so no more , but turns to Wo — man as be — fore . Why then all this thought of care , Hopes and fears and oft dispair , All to possess your self that's fair , An easy Beauty 's every best , Tho she lodg not in your Brest , You soon shall find a place of rest , An easie Beauty's , &c. A 2 Voc. Mr. Sam. Ackroyd . WHen the Gods at a Banquet did Revel above , did When the Gods at a Banquet did Revel , did Revel above and Gannimed fill'd out a Bumper to Jove , A — pollo and Bacchus their Revel above and Gannimed fill'd out a Bumper to Jove , A — pollo and Bacchus their Joy to Inspire , the Muses and Graces call'd in to the Quuire : Divine was the Joy to Inspire , the Muses and Graces call'd in to the Quire : Divine was the Musick , their Pleasure extream , and Beauty and Loyalty still was the Theam , to Musick , their Pleasure extream , and Beauty and Loyalty still was the Theam , to Jove and Juno's Health full Bowls were Crown'd , and to th' Immortal , and to th' immortall Jove and Juno's Health full Bowls were Crown'd , and to th' immortall Powers went round who from their Thrones did their bright Goblets throw in Frollick Pow'rs , Pow'rs went round from their Thrones , from their Thrones did their bright Goblets throw in Frollick down upon the world , upon the world below : then to express how Loyal down upon the world , upon the world , the world below : then to express how Loyal we 'll appear , tho' we 're no Gods we 'll i — mi — tate 'em near , and drink full we 'll appear , tho' we 're no Gods we 'll i — mi — tate 'em near , and Bowls , and drink full Bowls to Jove and Juno here . Caesar and drink full Bowls , and drink full Bowls to Jove and Juno here . Caesar and Gloria — na let it be the brightest Queen on Earth , the greatest Monarch he Gloria — na let it be the brightest Queen on Earth , and greatest Monarch he and if the Gods deny to pledge the same , we 'll throw our empty Glasses up to them . Mighty and if the Gods deny to pledge the same , we 'll throw our empty Glasses up to them . James and Apollo upon us does smile , upon us does smile , the God of this Year and the Mighty James & Apollo upon us , upon us does smile , the God of this Year and the King of this Isle , all feuds we will shun that e — nervate his sway , since all are his King of this Isle , all feuds we will shun that e — nervate his sway , since all are his Subjects we 'll joyntly o — bey : both English and Irish in this shall a — gree , who Subjects we 'll joyntly o — bey : both English and Irish in this shall a — gree , who serve the King best the best Nation shall be . serve the King best the best Nation shall be . WHen first I sought my Jenny's Love she dash'd my hopes with cold disdain , no Tears the Cruel Lass could move to hear my Vows or ease my pain , She 'd chide and frown and call me Loon and bid me from her sight be gone , with scorn my Presents She 'd return , and all my Amorous Letters burn . But now my Constancy She 's found , The lovely fair relenting Maid With kind consent my hopes has Crown'd , And all my suffrings over paid ; She 'll kiss and toy And call me Joy , In Love the livelong day imploy , She 'll look and smile on me alone , And only grieve she e're did frown . Mr. Fran. Forcer . These full two hours now have I gazing been , what Comfort by it can I gain , to look on Heav'n with mighty gulph be — tween was the great Miser's greatest pain : so near was he to Heav'ns delight as with the blest converse he might , yet could not get one drop of Water by 't . Ah wretch I seem to touch her now : but oh , but oh , what boundless spaces does us part ! fortune and Friends & all Earths emty show my lowness and her high desert , but those might Conquerable prove nothing does me so far remove as the hard Souls Aversion of my Love ; so Travellers that lose their way by night when from afar they came to espy th' uncertain glimmerings of a tapers light , like flatt'ring hopes and think it night , till wearied with the fruitless pain they sit them down and weep in vain , and there in darkness and dispair re — main . Mr. Ric. Brown. BRing back my Comforts and re — turn for well you know that I , in such a vig'rous passion burn , that missing you I die . slow Re — turn return in — sult no more , re — turn return and me re — store to those slow sequester'd Joys , to those sequester'd Joys I had be — fore . Absence in most , that quenches Love , And cool their warm desire , The Ardour of my Heart improve , And makes the flame aspire . The Maxim therefore I deny , And term it , tho a Tyrany , A Nurse to purest Faith and Constancy . Mr. Tho. Tedway . The Gods are not more blest then he who fixing his glad Eyes on thee does ever hear and ev ' — ry long Charm'd with the Mu — sick , Charm'd with the Mu — sick of thy Tongue that sees with more then hu — mane Grace sweet smiles A — dorn A — minta's Face . But when to pity you incline , And so become much more Devine , What mortal can support the Joy The mighty blessing does destroy , Ah! wou'd you have your Damon live , Your Favours less profusely give . A 2 Voc. Mr. Tho. Tedway . SEE , see , see the lovely Maid and Paradise and See , see , see , see , see the lovely Maid and Paradise Pa — ra — dise in Bed display'd , like blushing Morn , like blushing Morn she in Bed in Bed display'd , like blushing Morn , like blushing Morn she lyes , and lyes and sings the tryumphs , sings the try — umph of her Eyes . The wanton Cupids sings the tryumphs of her Eyes , and sings the tryumph of her Eyes . The wanton Cupids play and sport their — lit — tle Hearts away , whilst all a round them throng . To play and sport their little Hearts away whilst all a round them throng , to hear the Musick hear the Musick of her Tongne , to hear the Musick , hear the Musick of her Tongue . of her Tongue , to hear the Musick of her Tongue , to hear the Musick of her Tongue . SIlvia be no lon — ger kind , the kind be — tray their pow'r still to the proud and false inclin'd our Ty — rants we A — dore , fru — ition which shou'd make our bliss di — stroys , and kindness which shou'd most in — gage us cloys . Be cruel and secure your Reign , Myrtilla's Pride and Scorn , Her haughty looks and fierce disdain , Show her for Empire born ; Oh curst disease of our fantastick mind , The Cruel we pursue and fly the Kind . Mr. Tho. Tedway . CYnthia 't is own'd that I too long on Woman-kind did rail , to think that a re — can — ting Song shou'd after all prevail , but had you then but markt my Eyes , or cou'd have vew'd my heart you 'd seen thro'all that thin disguise they all — ways took your part , they all — ways took your part . HOW long devine Ce — lin — da shall I mourn how long disclose my sorrow all in vain yet find not one soft look or kind return no sign of ease to sooth my growing pain . Ah Cruel , ah Cru — el , Cru — el Charming fair , or cure my love or my dis — pair , or cure my love or my dis — pair . All night the thoughts of you forbids my rest , Nor can the noisie business of the day Divert the constant trouble of my brest , Or the tormenting Passions there allay ; Ah cruel charming Maid , When shall this mighty debt of Love be paid . PHillis I must needs confess that I am fic — kle grown of late , and now to Celia's Charms Ad — dress that love which yours did first create . Not that I think your Beauty less then hers who does my Heart possess , but t is the will of fate , t is the will of fate , but t is the will of fate , tho you may think the practice strange I 'le Ju — sti — fie the roring flame , nor fear the Am'rous Gods revenge , since I still love tho not the same , for tho my heart does hourly range he looses nothing by the change , since I still play his game , I still play his game , since I still play his game . SHE , She , alass , She , a-lass , whom all admir'd is dead , She a — lass whom all admir'd is dead , a — lass She 's dead , and with her all that 's brisk or gay is fled , She a — lass , She a — lass , whom all admir'd is dead , no Rat — ling Coaches now run up and down , nor Am ' — rous Sparks amuse the wondring Town all pen — sive in their Chambers sit and mourn and mourn the fair the sweet Cor — rin — na's dead & gone , She a — lass , She a — lass whom all admir'd is dead . A Song in Bellamira , or , the Mistress . Set by Mr. Tho. Shndwell . THyrsis un — just — ly you com — plain , and tax my tender heart , with want of pity for your pain , or sence of your dissert . By secret and misterious Springs alass our passions move , we Women are fan-tastick things that like be — fore we love . You may be handsome and have Wit , Be secret and well bred , The Parson Love must to us fit , He onely can succeed . Some die and yet are ne're believ'd , Others we trust too soon , Helping our selves to be deceiv'd , And proud to be undone . PHillis what ever love or you for my dis — pairing shall or — dain , my suff'ring Heart shall still be true , and with the Tor — ments and with the Tor — ments that en — sue may break but ne're com — plain . My grief when Phil — lis Is un — kind no rude re — sent — ments shall be — tray t is calm as Vows for Hea — ven de — sign'd , and gentle as the Southern Winds that fans the blooming May. No slights shall make my pas — sion less , my Love shall me — rit tho it starve for as possession we confess the highest degree of happiness the next is to de — serve . A Catch for 3 Voc. Mr. Henry Purcel . WHen V and I to — gether meet , we make up 6 in House or Street , yet I and V may meet once more , and then we 2 can make but 4 , but when that V from I am gone , alass poor I can make but one . Dr. John 〈◊〉 COuld softning melting looks pre — vail , Phillis might ever hope success , her beauties pow'r wou'd not fail , did not her cheapness make it less , but such advances , but such advances she does make , who lov'd her once must her forsake , but such advances she does make , who lov'd her once must her for — sake . She who 's too eagerly enclin'd To catch at Love le ts go her fame , And 't is beneath a generous mind To catch ignoble yeilding game . But in resistance , but in resistance such force lies , It Charms beyond the brightest Eyes .