Lyrics: Anonymus
Music: Henry Purcell
(Enter the Mænades and Ægipanes.)
FIRST, SECOND AND THIRD FOLLOWER OF BACCHUS
Hence with your trifling Deity.
A greater we adore,
Bacchus who allways keeps us free
From that blind Childish Pow’re.
Bacchus who allways keeps us free
From that blind Childish Pow’re.
Love makes you languish and look pale,
And sneke and sigh and whine.
But over us no Griefs prevail
While we have Lusty wine.
But over us no Griefs prevail
While we have Lusty wine.
While we have Lusty wine.
But over us no Griefs prevail
While we have Lusty wine.
While we have Lusty wine.