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ANUS! great Leader of the rolling year,

Since all that 's past no vows can e'er restore,
But joys and griefs alike, once hurryd o'er,
No longer now deserve a smile or tear ;
Close the fantastic scenes--but grace

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With brightest aspects thy foreface
Whi'e time's new offspring hastens to appear.
With lucky omens guide the coming hours,
Command the circling seasons to advance,

And form their renovated dance, With flowing pleasures fraught, and bless’d by friend

ly powers.

IL.

Thy month, O Janus! gave me first to know

A mortal's trifling cares below;
My race of life began with thee.
Thus far, from great misfortunes free,

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Contented, I my lot endure,
Nor nature's rigid laws arraign,

Nor spurn at common ills in vain, Which folly cannot shun, nor wise reflection cure.

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III.
But oh!--more anxious for the year to come,

I would foreknow my futere doom.
Then tell me, Janus, carst thou spy
Events that yet in enibryo lie
For me, in time's mysterious womb ?
Tell me nor shall I dread to hear

25 A thousand accidents severe ; I'll fortify my soul the load to bear,

If love rejected add not to its weight,
To finish me in woes, and crush me down with fate.

IV.
But if the goddess, in whose charming eyes,

More clearly written than in fate's dark book,
My joy, my grief, my all of future fortune lies;
If the must with a less propitious look

Forbid my humble sacrifice,
Or blaft me with a killing frown ;

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If, Janus, this thou seest in store,
Cut Mort my mortal thread, and now
Take back the gift thou didst bestow!

Here let me lay my burden down,
And cease to love in vain, and be a wretch no more. 40

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Set by Mr. GALLIARD.

WHILE on your blooming charms I gaze,

Your tender lips, your Sost enchanting eyes,
And all the Venus in your face,
I'm fill'd with pleasure and surprize :
But, cruel goddess ! when I find

5 Diana's coldness in your mind,

How can I bear that fix'd disdain ?
My pleasure dies, and I but live in pain.

AIR.
Tyrant Cupid ! when, relenting,
Will you touch the charmer's heart ?
Sooth her breast to soft consenting,
Or remove from mine the dart!
Tyrant Cupid! when, relenting,
Will you touch the charmer's heart?

RECITATIVE.
But see! while to my passion voice I give, is

Th’applauded beauty, doubly bright,
Seems in the moving tale to take delight,

And looks, as the would let me live;
And yet the chides, but with so sweet an air,
That while Me Love denies, le yet forbids Despair.

A I R.

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Fear not, doubting fair ! t'approve me;

Can you love me?
Frown not, if you answer 10 ;

If you answer, frown not, no.
When again I ask, pursuing,
If you'll stay and see my ruin?

Fly—but let me with you go!
Blush :10t, doubting fair, t'approve me ;

Can you love me?
Smile, and every fear forego !

AN Α Ν

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VOCAL AND INSTRUMENTAL

M U S I C.

To the memory of the most Noble W I L L L A

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RECITATIVE.
E generous Arts and Muses, join ;

While down your cheeks the streaming sorrows flow,
Let murmuring strings with the soft voice combine
T' express the melody of woe.

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