KING ARTHUR: SONG by JOHN DRYDEN

Oh SIGHT, the Mother of Desires,
What Charming Objects dost thou yield!
'Tis sweet, when tedious Night expires,
To see the Rosie Morning guild
The Mountain-Tops and paint the Field!
But when @3Clorinda@1 comes in Sight,
She makes the Summers Day more bright;
And when she goes away, 'tis Night.

@3Chorus.@1 When fair @3Clorinda@1 comes in Sight, &c.

@3Woman sings@1

'Tis sweet the Blushing Morn to view;
And Plains adorn'd with Pearly Dew:
But such cheap Delights to see,
Heaven and Nature
Give each Creature;
They have Eyes, as well as we.
This is the Joy, all Joys above,
To see, to see,
That only she,
That only she we love!

@3Chorus.@1 This is the Joy, all Joys above, &c.

@3Man sings@1

And, if we may discover,
What Charms both Nymph and Lover,
'Tis, when the Fair at Mercy lies,
With Kind and Amorous Anguish,
To Sigh, to Look, to Languish,
On each others Eyes!

@3Chorus of all Men and Women@1

And if we may discover, &c.

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