by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
Oh! what a scene does entertain my sight
Language: English
Oh! what a scene does entertain my sight! Chloris, the goddess I admire, Chloris, my joy and my desire, Now puts on her best attire. How my senses all are courted, How my soul is quite transported With ravishment and sweet delight, Whilst with pleasure I behold Nature her treasuries unfold In pearls of crystal dew and fields of flow'ry gold. All creatures now are in a merry vein: From ev'ry quarter all around, Tuneful melodies resound; The wanton lambs, to please the swain, Dance and frisk it o'er the plain. Then view the lark, observe her lab'ring wings, How she mounts and how she sings; Still she does upwards, upwards move, As if she'd reach the ears of Jove, Or meant to join in consort with the choirs above. Come then, let's strike up nobler strains; Let's make the neighb'ring valleys ring, Whilst we dance, and whilst we sing The sports and pleasures of the spring, And whilst fair Chloris does invite To pleasing fields and fragrant flow'rs, Purling streams and shady bow'rs. All joys do there commence; I am crown'd with all delight.
Authorship:
- by Anonymous / Unidentified Author [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Henry Purcell (1658/9 - 1695), "Oh! what a scene does entertain my sight", Z. 506, symphony song [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this page: Athony Burton
This text was added to the website: 2009-07-15
Line count: 28
Word count: 185