Court Odes: Tis not to add new glories to the day


 Selected item (#5016) = Tis not to add new glories to the day
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incipit (first line(s), normalized): Tis not to add new glories to the day
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the item's genre (general): ode
the item's genre (specific): Birthday, Charles II
the institution/place or purpose 
for which the work was first destined:
English court
the work's year (or focal date, if known): 1670 - 1677?
author of the text: [poet unknown]
composer of the music: William Turner
Number of texts stored: 1  
  • Selected text (below): #294 / Source: GB-Lbl Add. 33287, ff. 21v-22v
 Selected text (#294) / Source: GB-Lbl Add. 33287, ff. 21v-22v  
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GB-Lbl Add. 33287
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ff. 21v-22v
type of source: MS, music and words
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Verse Solus
Tis not to add new glory’s to the Day
For that can no Addition want
That nothing Gains by wt wee strive to Pay
Nor can no greater blessing grants:
But such a Day must not Regardless go
To which so vast a Sume of Joy we Owe

Chorus
For all those Joys which you Continual make
From This blest Day Did first their Being Take

Sym

Verse solus
With cheerful voices Let us Loudly sing
And fill our Air with Harmony
This happy Day is our most Joyfull Spring
To which we owe our Chiefe Felicitys:
Then Let not each small Bird more Gratefull Be
Or show their thankfull natures more Then Wee

Chorus
For all those Joys which you Continual make
From This blest Day Did first their Being Take

[Opening symphony, sections 1 & 2]

[Soprano solo]
This Day so much of Joy to us hath giv’n
That all we need or can Implore
From ye kind Pow’r of Auspicious Heav’n
Is not to make our blessings more
Lets only give due thanks for what is past
And pray (and pray) those blessings may but last

Chorus
That you those Joys may yet more Lasting make
Which from this Day did first their Being take.


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