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The British Enchanters.
CHORUS.
Make Room for the Combat, make Room,
Sound the Trumpet and Drum
A fairer than Venus prepares
To encounter a greater than Mars.
SONG.
Help! help! th' unpractis'd Conqueror cries;
He faints, he falls, help, help! Ah me! he dies:
Gently she tries to raise his Head,
And weeps, alas! to find him dead.
Sound, sound a Charge, 'tis War again;
Again he fights, again is slain;
Again, again, help, help! she cries,
He faints, he falls, help, help! Ah me! he dies.
Another.
Happy Pair.
Free from Care,
Enjoy the Blessing
Of sweet Possessing,
Free from Care,
Happy Pair,
Love
