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A36588
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Albion and Albanius an opera ... / written by Mr. Dryden.
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Dryden, John, 1631-1700.; Grabu, Louis, d. 1694.
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1685
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Wing D2224; ESTC R19757
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a Book representing Hypocracy and Phanaticism when Archon has charmed Democracy and Zeal with the Caduceus of Mercury they fall a sleep on the Pedestal and it sinks with them Merc. CEase Augusta Cease thy mourning Happy dayes appeare Godlike Albion is returning Loyal Hearts to Cheere Every Grace his youth Adorning Glorious as the Star of Morning Or the Planet of the Year Chor. Godlike Albion is returning c. Merc. to Arch. Hast away Loyal chief hast away No delay but obey To receive thy lov'd Lord hast away Ex. Arch. Tham. Medway and Isis you that augment me Tides that encrease my watry store And you that are Friends to Peace and Plenty Send my merry Boyes all ashore Sea Men Skipping Mariners Leaping Shouting Tripping Send my merry Boyes all ashore A Dance of Watermen in the King 's and Duke's Liveries The Clouds divide and Juno appears in a Machine drawn by Peacocks while a Symphony is playing it moves gently forward and as it descends it opens and discovers the Tail of the Peacock which is so Large that it almost fills the opening of the Stage between Scene and Scene Merc. THe Clouds divide what Wonders What Wonders do I see The Wife of Iove 'T is shee That Thunders More than thundring Hee Iuno No Hermes No 'T is Peace above As 't is below For Iove has left his wandring Love Tham. Great Queen of gathering Clouds Whose Moisture fills our Floods See we fall before Thee Prostrate wee adore Thee Aug. Great Queen of Nuptial Rites Whose pow'r the Souls Unites And fills the Genial Bed with chast Delights See we fall before Thee Prostrate we adore Thee Iuno 'T is ratifi'd above by every God And Iove has firm'd it with an Awfull Nod That Albion shall his love renew But oh ungrateful Fair Repeated Crimes beware And to his Bed be true Iris appears on a very large Machine This was really seen the 18th of March 1684. by Capt. Christopher Gunman on Board his R. H. Yacht then in Calais Pierre He drew it as it then appear'd and gave a draught of it to us We have only added the Cloud where the Person of Iris sits Iuno SPeak Iris from Batavia speak the Newes Has she perform'd my dread Command Returning Albion to his longing Land Or dares the Nymph refuse Iris. Albion by the Nymph attended Was to Neptune recommended Peace and plenty spread the Sails Venus in her shell before him From the Sands in safety bore him And supply'd Etesian gales Retornella Archon on the Shore Commanding Lowly met him at his Landing Crowd's of People swarm'd around Welcome rang like Peals of Thunder Welcome rent the Skies assunder Welcome Heav'n and Earth resound Iuno Why stay we then on Earth When Mortals laugh and love T is time to mount above And send Astraea down The Ruler of his Birth And Guardian of his Crown 'T is time to mount above And send Astraea down Mer. Iu. Ir. 'T is time to mount above And send Astraea down Mer. Ju. and Iris ascend Aug. and Tham. The Royal Squadron Marches Erect Tryumphal Arches For Albion and Albanius Rejoyce at their returning The passages adorning The Royal Squadron marches Erect Triumphal Arches For Albion and Albanius Part of the Scene disappears and the 4 Triumphal Arches erected at his Majesties Coronation are seen Albion appears Albanius by his side preceded by Archon followed by a Train c. Full Chor. HAil Royal Albion Hail Aug. Hail Royal Albion Hail to thee Thy longing Peoples expectation Tham. Sent from the Gods to set us free From Bondage and from Usurpation Aug. To pardon and to pity me And to forgive a guilty Nation Tham. Behold the differing Climes agree Rejoycing in the Restauration Entry Representing the Four parts of the World rejoycing at the Restauration of Albion ACT II. The Scene is a Poetical Hell The Change is Total The Vpper part of the House as well as the Side Scenes There is the Figure of Prometheus chain'd to a Rock the Vulture gnawing his Liver Sisiphus rowling the Stone the Belides c. beyond abundance of Figures in various Torments Then a great Arch of Fire Behind this Three Pyramids of Flames in perpetual agitation Beyond this glowing Fire which terminates the Prospect Pluto the Furies with Alecto Democracy and Zelota Plut. INfernal Offspring of the Night Debarr'd of Heav'n your Native right And from the glorious Fields of Light Condemn'd in shades to dragg the Chain And fill with groans the gloomy Plain Since Pleasures here are none below Be ill our good our joy be Woe Our Work t' embroil the Worlds above Disturb their Union disunite their Love And blast the Beautious frame of our Victorious Foe Democ. and Zelot together Oh thou for whom those Worlds are made Thou Sire of all things and their end From hence they spring and when they fade In Shuffled Heaps they hither tend Here Humane Souls receive their Breath And wait for Bodies after Death Democ. Hear our Complaint and grant our Pray'r Pluto Speak what you are And whence you fell Democ. I am thy first begotten care Conceiv'd in Heav'n but born in Hell When Thou didst bravely undertake in fight You Arbitrary Pow'r That rules by Soveraign might To set thy Heav'n-born fellows free And leave no difference in Degree In that Auspicious Hour Was I begot by Thee Zelota One Mother bore us at a Birth Her Name was Zeal before she fell No fairer Nymph in Heav'n or Earth Till Saintship taught her to rebel But loosing Fame And changing Name She 's now the Good Old Cause in Hell Plut. Dear Pledges of a Flame not yet forgot Say what on Earth has been your lot Dem. and Zel. The Wealth of Albion's Isle was ours Augusta stoopt with all her stately Towr's Dem. Democracy kept Nobles under Zel. Zeal from the Pulpit roar'd like Thunder Dem. I trampled on the State Zel. I lorded o're the Gown Dem. and Zel. We both in Triumph sate Usurpers of the Crown But oh Prodigious turn of Fate Heaven controuling Sent us rowling rowling down Plut. I wonder'd how of late our Acherontique shore Grew thin and Hell unpeople'd of her Store Charon for want of Use forgot his Oar. The Souls of Bodies Dead flew all Sublime And hither none return'd to purge a Crime But now I see since Albion is restor'd Death has no Bus'ness nor the vengeful Sword 'T is too too much that here I ly From glorious Empire hurl'd By Iove excluded from the Sky By Albion from the World Dem. Were Common-Wealth restor'd again Thou should'st have Millions of the slain To fill thy dark abode Zel. For He a Race of Rebels sends And Zeal the Path of Heav'n pretends But still mistakes the rode Pluto My lab'ring thought At length hath wrought A bravely bold design In which you both shall joyn In borrow'd shapes to Earth return Thou Common-wealth a Patriot seem Thou Zeal like true Religion burn To gain the giddy Crowds Esteem Alecto thou to fair