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"Sung by Miss Young, as one of the Muses, to the statue of Shakespear", in Harlequin's Invasion, at the Theatre Royal, Drury Lane, 1759. Boyce's most enduring piece written for this pantomime was the patriotic song "Hearts of oak". Garrick's bardolatry was to come to full flower in his Shakespeare Jubilee in Stratford on Avon, 1769.
Lyrics: David Garrick
Sweetest bard that ever sung,
Nature's glory, Fancy's child;
Ever may thy magic tongue
Warble thy sweet woodnotes wild.
Bring the laurel, bring the flow'rs,
Lead the dance's mystic maze.
He united all our pow'rs;
All united sing his praise.
Round his statue's hollow'd base,
Elves and fairies sport and play;
Ev'ry Muse and ev'ry Grace
Ever here keep holiday.
Bring the laurel, bring the flow'rs,
Lead the dance's mystic maze.
He united all our pow'rs;
All united sing his praise.
Sweetest bard that ever sung,
Nature's glory, Fancy's child;
Ever may thy magic tongue
Warble thy sweet woodnotes wild.
Bring the laurel, bring the flow'rs,
Lead the dance's mystic maze.
He united all our pow'rs;
All united sing his praise.
Round his statue's hollow'd base,
Elves and fairies sport and play;
Ev'ry Muse and ev'ry Grace
Ever here keep holiday.
Bring the laurel, bring the flow'rs,
Lead the dance's mystic maze.
He united all our pow'rs;
All united sing his praise.