From Cooke's collection Op. 5, edited and issued posthumously by his son, Robert Cooke. 1795.

Lyrics: Horace

O Venus regina Cnidi Paphique
Sperne dilectam Cypron et vocantis
Ture te multo Glycerae decoram
Transfer in aedem.

Fervidus tecum puer et solutis
Gratiae zonis properentque Nymphae
Et parum comis sine te Juventas
Mercuriusque.

Venus, queen of Knidos and Paphos,
quit thy favoured Cyprus and come
to the fine temple of Glycera which
calls you with much incense.

Let the passionate child, the Graces
with their girdles untied, the nymphs,
Youth, all the less attractive without you,
and Mercury hasten with you.