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James Corfe
(1713 - c.1765)
Fairest work of happy Nature (full accompaniment)
(Soprano/Tenor,Flute/Violin,Continuo)
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149357 : Corfe : Fairest work of happy Nature (full accompaniment) : sheet music
Catalogued as Choral - Secular (Songs and Concert Airs)
"The Enchantress", from Twelve English songs with their symphonies, London, c.1745. A version for keyboard-only accompaniment is also available.
Lyrics: Anon
Fairest work of happy Nature,
Sweet without dissembling art;
Kind in ev'ry other feature,
Cruel only in a heart:
View the beauties of the morning,
Where no sullen clouds appear;
Graces there are less adorning
Than below, when Celia's here.
Ev'ry tuneful breast confesses
Sounds by you improve their pow'r;
Ev'ry tongue, in soft addresses,
Fondly whispers its amour.
Such a boon, indulgent blessing!
Faithful Strephon don't deny.
'Tis free use that makes possessing:
Give me love or let me die.
Fairest work of happy Nature,
Sweet without dissembling art;
Kind in ev'ry other feature,
Cruel only in a heart:
View the beauties of the morning,
Where no sullen clouds appear;
Graces there are less adorning
Than below, when Celia's here.
Ev'ry tuneful breast confesses
Sounds by you improve their pow'r;
Ev'ry tongue, in soft addresses,
Fondly whispers its amour.
Such a boon, indulgent blessing!
Faithful Strephon don't deny.
'Tis free use that makes possessing:
Give me love or let me die.

