Court Odes: Oh mighty prince, whose loud or dreaded name
 Selected item (#5015) = Oh mighty prince, whose loud or dreaded name
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incipit (first line(s), normalized): Oh mighty prince, whose loud or dreaded name
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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): 1679
author of the text: [poet unknown]
composer of the music: William Turner
Number of texts stored: 1  
  • Selected text (below): #293 / Source: GB-Lbl Add. 33287, ff. 89v-92v
    special title: ‘Oh mighty Prince A New Year Song January the first 16 Turner’
 Selected text (#293) / Source: GB-Lbl Add. 33287, ff. 89v-92v  
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source for this text
(short title, or library & shelfmark):		 GB-Lbl Add. 33287
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(i.e. which vol., pp. or fols):		 ff. 89v-92v
type of source: MS, music and words
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special title (if any): Oh mighty Prince A New Year Song January the first 16 Turner
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about this transcription: Transcribed by Estelle Murphy, October 2022.
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Verse Solus
Oh mighty Prince whose Loud or Dreaded Name
Is through the world borne on the Wings of Fame
Whom all (to be as Good as Great) must owne
Where Wisdom is in Peace or in Warr Valour known.
Suffer that we this happy Day
A Loyall Subsidy may Lay
Our hearts as humble off’rings in your way

Chorus
Let us our vows and wishes Sing
That Heav’n would bless our Gracious King
With all the Joyes it has in Store
Health, Pleasure, Plenty, Peace and Pow’r
Till he can take or wee can Aske no more

Symphony

Verse Solus
If our vows could prevaile he each year shou’d Renew
And creeping old Age him in vaine shou’d persue
In his blood there shou’d still be Perpetual Spring

Chorus
And we like the Birds wou’d still Cheerfully Sings:
By the Influence wee Shou’d Receive from our King

Verse:3:Voc:
But must alas we ev’n this Blessing Loose
The Greatest Blessing which our hearts cou’d choose.
Heav’n give us this and all the Rest Refuse.

Chorus
At Least let not his Danger cause Our fears
Or Loss of him prvoke our Tears
These many, many, many happy years

Symphony

Verse:3:Voc:
Oh might he flourish might he Live
Till good men at his Reigne shall Greive
Or (which can never be)
Till the ill will of factious men shall cease
Or he deserve those ills
Or which can never be
Till the ill will of factious men shall cease
Or he deserve those ills

Chorus
Let us our vows and wishes sing
That Heav’n would bless our Gracious King
With all the Joys it has in Store
Health, Pleasure, Plenty, Peace & Pow’r
Till he can take or wee can Aske no more
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