A poem in praise of beauty and musick set by Mr. Will. Crofts ; after the manner of a St. Cæcilia's Song. Croft, William, 1678-1727. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription B08858 of text R174315 in the English Short Title Catalog (Wing C7007AB). Textual changes and metadata enrichments aim at making the text more computationally tractable, easier to read, and suitable for network-based collaborative curation by amateur and professional end users from many walks of life. The text has been tokenized and linguistically annotated with MorphAdorner. The annotation includes standard spellings that support the display of a text in a standardized format that preserves archaic forms ('loveth', 'seekest'). Textual changes aim at restoring the text the author or stationer meant to publish. This text has not been fully proofread Approx. 4 KB of XML-encoded text transcribed from 2 1-bit group-IV TIFF page images. EarlyPrint Project Evanston,IL, Notre Dame, IN, St. Louis, MO 2018 B08858 Wing C7007AB ESTC R174315 62369133 ocm 62369133 187856 2248525190

This keyboarded and encoded edition of the work described above is co-owned by the institutions providing financial support to the Early English Books Online Text Creation Partnership. Searching, reading, printing, or downloading EEBO-TCP texts is reserved for the authorized users of these project partner institutions. Permission must be granted for subsequent distribution, in print or electronically, of this EEBO-TCP Phase II text, in whole or in part.

 Early English books online text creation partnership. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 2, no. B08858) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 187856) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English Books, 1641-1700 ; 2847:4) A poem in praise of beauty and musick set by Mr. Will. Crofts ; after the manner of a St. Cæcilia's Song. Croft, William, 1678-1727. 1 sheet ([1] p.). s.n., [London : 1689?] Caption title. Place and date of publication suggested by Wing (2nd ed.). Reproduction of original in: Harvard University. Library. Bound and filmed with Wing C7007A: The deliverance : a poem to the Prince of Orange / By a person of quality. London : Printed and are to be sold by R. Baldwin, MDCLXXXIX. eng Ballads, English -- 17th century. Broadsides -- England -- 17th century. eebo A poem, in praise of beauty and musick, set, by Mr. Will. Crofts, after the manner of a St. Caecilia's song. [Crofts, William, 1689 4 623 0 0 0 0 0 4 19261.64 F The rate of 19261.64 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the F category of texts with 100 or more defects per 10,000 words. 2013-07 Assigned for keying and markup 2013-07 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2013-08 Sampled and proofread 2013-08 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2014-03 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
Alas ! The Famous Settle , Durfy , Tate , That early propt the deep Intrigues of State ; Dull Whiggish Lines the World could ne're applaud , While your swift Genius did appear abroad . And thou great Bays , whose yet unconquer'd Pen Wrote with strange force , as well of Beasts as Men ; Whose Noble Genius grieved from afar , Because new Worlds for Bays did not appear : None to contend with , the Ambitious Elf Begins a Civil War against himself : Alas ! How cruel is a Poets Fate , Or who indeed would be a Laureat , That must , or fall , or turn with every turn of State. Poor Bard ! If thy hot Zeal for Loyal Wem , Forbids thy tacking sing his Requiem , Sing something , Prethee , to enure thy Thumb , Nothing but Conscience strikes a Poet Dumb : Conscience ! That dull Chimera of the Schools , A Learned Imposition upon Fools : Thee , Dryden , art not silenc'd with such stuff , ‛ y'Gad thy Conscience has been large enough . But here are Loyal Subjects still and Foes , Many to Mourn for , many to Oppose : Shall thy great Master , thy Almighty Jove , Whom thou to place above the Gods hast strove ; Shall he from Davids Throne so early fall , And Laureat Dryden not a tear let fall , Nor Sings the Bard his Exit in one poor Pastoral . Thee fear confines , thee , Dryden , fear confines , And Grief , not Shame , stops thy recanting Lines ; Our Damon is as Generous as Great , And well would pardon tears that Love create . Shouldst thou in Justice to thy vexed Soul Not Sing to him , but thy lost Lord condole ; But Silence is a Damning Errour , John , I 'd or my Master , or my self bemoan . FINIS .
A POEM , in Praise of Beauty and Musick , Set , by Mr. Will . Crofts , after the manner of a St. Caecilia's SONG . WHEN Mighty Jove the Universe had fram'd , And sprightly Man the Lord of all Proclaim'd , With Joy and Innocence his Days were Crown'd , For Musick was the First , Great , Bliss he found ; Then , Ev'ry Orb with Harmony did Rowl , And all Appear'd as Tuneful as his Soul : Musick began , Beauty , his Joys , Improv'd ; For Woman soon Appear'd , and then he Lov'd . Chorus . Then all , in a Chorus , your Instruments Raise , While Beauty and Musick , with Musick , we Praise . II. Musick ! the Pleasure of the Blest , Beauty ! the Wand'ring Lover's Rest ; Musick ! the Spring of Soft Desire , And Beauty ! Fewel to Love's Fire : By THIS the frozen heart is warm'd , By THAT the Passions are Allarm'd ; For Who 's so Cold whom Beauty cannot Fire ? Or who So Dull that Musick can't Inspire ? III. Without these Two , we Justly might Complain That Life were Burthensome , and Vain , A Tedious Journey , full of Pain : IV. But when Beauty and Musick together are Joyn'd , Then , so great is the Pleasure it can't be Defin'd ; And the Bliss we Enjoy , with Time , fly's so fast That Ages Run on e're we think Minutes past . Chorus . Then All , in a Chorus , your Instruments Raise , While Beauty and Musick , with Musick , we Praise .