Behn, “Song (Oh love! that stronger art than wine)” read by Madison Winters

Source: UMW.

Sedley, “Song: Love Still Has Something of the Sea” read by Olympia Jarrell

1  Love still has something of the sea,
2      From whence his Mother rose;
3  No time his slaves from doubt can free,
4      Nor give their thoughts repose.
5  They are becalm’d in clearest days,
6      And in rough weather tost;
7  They wither under cold delays,
8      Or are in tempests lost.
9  One while they seem to touch the port,
10      Then straight into the main
11  Some angry wind in cruel sport
12      Their vessel drives again.
13  At first disdain and pride they fear,
14      Which, if they chance to ‘scape,
15  Rivals and falsehood soon appear
16      In a more dreadful shape.
17  By such degrees to joy they come,
18      And are so long withstood,
19  So slowly they receive the sum,
20      It hardly does them good.
21  ‘Tis cruel to prolong a pain;
22      And to defer a joy,
23  Believe me, gentle Celemene,
24      Offends the winged boy.
25  An hundred thousand oaths your fears
26      Perhaps would not remove,
27  And if I gaz’d a thousand years,
28      I could no deeper love

Finch, “A Song on the South Sea” read by Elizabeth Stone



Ombre and basset laid aside,
New games employ the fair;
And brokers all those hours divide
Which lovers used to share.

The court, the park, the foreign song
And harlequin’s grimace
Forlorn; amidst the city throng
Behold each blooming face.

With Jews and Gentiles undismayed
Young tender virgins mix;
Of whiskers nor of beards afraid,
Nor all the cozening tricks.

Bright jewels, polished once to deck
The fair one’s rising breast,
Or sparkle round her ivory neck,
Lie pawned in iron chest.

The gayer passions of the mind
How avarice controls!
Even love does now no longer find
A place in female souls.

Prior, “A Song. If Wine and Music Have the Power” read by Gabby Clark

Dryden, “Ode on the Death of Henry Purcell” sung by the Yorkshire Baroque Soloists

Source: YouTube: Robin Blaze, Peter Darnell, Yorkshire Baroque Soloists directed by Peter Seymour. Dryden, \"Ode on the Death of Henry Purcell\" (sung)

Bunyan, “A Song from Pilgrim’s Progress” read by Jessica Napier

Bunyan A Song from Pilgrim’s Progress read by Jessica Napier


Who would true valour see,
Let him come hither;
One here will constant be,
Come wind, come weather
There’s no discouragement
Shall make him once relent
His first avowed intent
To be a pilgrim.

Whoso beset him round
With dismal stories
Do but themselves confound;
His strength the more is.
No lion can him fright,
He’ll with a giant fight,
He will have a right
To be a pilgrim.

Hobgoblin nor foul fiend
Can daunt his spirit,
He knows he at the end
Shall life inherit.
Then fancies fly away,
He’ll fear not what men say,
He’ll labor night and day
To be a pilgrim.

Dryden, “Song from Tyrannic Love” read by Benjamin Yazman

Source: UMW   Dryden Song from Tyrannic Love

Blake, “The Garden of Love” read by Katie Flench

Blake – The Garden of Love

The Garden of Love
By William Blake

I went to the Garden of Love, of Love
And saw what I never had seen:
A Chapel was built in the midst,
Where I used to play on the green.

And the gates of the Chapel were shut,
And “Thou shalt not” writ over the door;
So I turned to the Garden of Love,
That so many sweet Bowers bore;

And I saw it was filled with graves,
And tombstones where flowers should be;
And Priests in black gowns were walking their rounds,
And binding with briers my joys and desires.

Vanbrugh, “Song” (from The Provok’d Wife) read by Marie McAllister

Source: UMW. Vanbrugh Song

Smart, “A Song to David” read by John Richetti

Source: PennSound Anthology of Restoration and 18th-Century Verse (21:27)

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