One of a set of six airs from the Beggar's Opera harmonized for three voices for concert performance.
Lyrics: John Gay

Virgins are like the fair flow'r in its lustre
Which in the garden enamels the ground;
Near it the bees in play flutter and cluster,
And gaudy butterflies frolic around.
But when once plucked, 'tis no longer alluring,
To Covent Garden is sent as yet sweet;
There fades and droops and grows past all enduring,
Shrinks, rots and dies and is trod under foot.
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Samuel Webbe (junr.) (arr.)
(1768 - 1843)

Webbe (junr.) (arr.) : Virgins are like the fair flow'r : illustration


Virgins are like the fair flow'r

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