Perform’d before her MAJESTY.

Set by Mr. Eccles, Master of her MAJESTY’S Musick. / The Words by Mr. Tate, Poet-Laureat to her MAJESTY.

Hark, how the Muses call Aloud,
To Welcome Father Janus Home;
With double Honour proud,
Double Tryumphs now allow’d,
For mighty Blessings past, and Greater yet to come.
They call, and bid the Spring appear,
With Wreaths of never-fading Flow’rs,
Gather’d from Elysian Bow’rs,
Ever Fragrant, ever Gay,
To Crown the New Auspicious Day,
The smiling Promise of a joyful Year.

Chorus] Come Goddess of the Spring, Appear
With Wreaths of ever smiling Flow’rs,
Gather’d from Elysian Bow’rs,
To Crown the Day that Crowns the Year.

Like You the Goddess Thus Replies
This Young Auspicious Day I prize,
But One more Blest is drawing near;
Till Then, my Infant-Sweets must sleep,
And I my fragrant Glories keep
For ANNA’s Royal Day; ’tis That which Crowns the Year.

Sound thy loudest Trumpet, Fame,
The Joyful Jubilee Proclaim,
Through Europe’s Sighing Plains,
And Nations long Opprest;
Tell ’em Britain’s ANNA Reigns,
Britannia’s ANNA Reigns, and Europe shall have Rest.

War’s Angry Voice be heard no more,
For Joy Alone the Cannon Roar;
For Bloody Bayes, with Gilded Palm,
Thy Cradle Infant-Year be Dress’d,
Thy cheerful Days all Halcyon Calm;
Calm as ANNA’s Sacred Breast.

Thus let thy Happy Minutes Glide,
In Joy’s uninterrupted Tide;
And thy blest Season, like the Past,
A Bright Example give
To After-Years; while Time shall last,
While Time shall last, an ANNA’s Glory live.

Fame and Fortune ever smile
On Britain’s Queen, and Britain’s Isle.
Plenty Springing through the Plain;
Traffique Floating on the Main:
Peace at Home; and, all Abroad;
Oppressors Quell’d; and Tyrants Aw’d.

With Thousand Thousand Blessings more,
For Sov’raign Virtue kept in store,
To Signalize the Glorious Reign:

Grand Chorus.] All that You can Happy call,
On ANNA and her Royal CONSORT fall,
The Prince of Early Fame,
Illustrious as his Name,
England’s Protecting GEORGE, AND Guardian of the Main.