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James Oswald
(1710 - 1769)
To Handel's pleasing notes (cantata)
(Soprano/Tenor,Violin,Continuo)
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Publ. 1756. "Song on a goldfinch flying out at the window while a lady was playing and singing Dear Liberty."
Lyrics: Anon
To Handel's pleasing notes, as Chloe sung
The charms of heav'nly liberty,
A gentle bird, till then with bondage pleas'd,
With ardour panted to be free.
His prison broke, he seeks the distant plain,
Yet, e'er he flies, tunes forth this parting strain.
Whilst to the distant vale I wing,
Nor wait the slow return of Spring,
Rather in leafless groves to dwell,
Than in my Chloe's warmer cell
Forgive me, mistress, since by thee
I first was taught sweet liberty
Soon as the welcome Spring shall cheer
With genial warmth the drooping year,
I'll tell upon the topmost spray.
Thy sweeter notes improv'd my lay;
Whilst in my prison, taught by thee,
To warble forth sweet liberty.
Waste not on me an useless care
That kind concern let Strephon share,
Slight are my sorrows, slight my ills
To those that he poor captive feels;
Who kept in hopeless bonds by thee
Yet strives not for his liberty.
To Handel's pleasing notes, as Chloe sung
The charms of heav'nly liberty,
A gentle bird, till then with bondage pleas'd,
With ardour panted to be free.
His prison broke, he seeks the distant plain,
Yet, e'er he flies, tunes forth this parting strain.
Whilst to the distant vale I wing,
Nor wait the slow return of Spring,
Rather in leafless groves to dwell,
Than in my Chloe's warmer cell
Forgive me, mistress, since by thee
I first was taught sweet liberty
Soon as the welcome Spring shall cheer
With genial warmth the drooping year,
I'll tell upon the topmost spray.
Thy sweeter notes improv'd my lay;
Whilst in my prison, taught by thee,
To warble forth sweet liberty.
Waste not on me an useless care
That kind concern let Strephon share,
Slight are my sorrows, slight my ills
To those that he poor captive feels;
Who kept in hopeless bonds by thee
Yet strives not for his liberty.