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Elizabeth Turner
(fl.1750 - 1756)
Happy man! The gods outvying
(T.Vn.Continuo)
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Published in "Twelve Songs with Symphonies", London, c.1750.
Lyrics: Anon
Happy man! the gods outvying;
He who close by you appears,
He who gazing, list'ning, dying,
Drinks your charms at eyes and ears.
When your words, in music flowing,
Silent ecstasy impart,
When your smiles, divinely glowing,
Fire the dancing ravish'd heart.
You approach and, thro' your lover,
Warm the soft infection flies;
My tongue trips, I shake all over;
Ring my ears and swim my eyes.
Cold sweat trickles, speech forsakes me,
Blood and sense at once retire;
Gentle faintness overtakes me
Now I pant, Oh! now expire.
Happy man! the gods outvying;
He who close by you appears,
He who gazing, list'ning, dying,
Drinks your charms at eyes and ears.
When your words, in music flowing,
Silent ecstasy impart,
When your smiles, divinely glowing,
Fire the dancing ravish'd heart.
You approach and, thro' your lover,
Warm the soft infection flies;
My tongue trips, I shake all over;
Ring my ears and swim my eyes.
Cold sweat trickles, speech forsakes me,
Blood and sense at once retire;
Gentle faintness overtakes me
Now I pant, Oh! now expire.