Jacob Cubitt Pring
(1770 - 1799)

No more, fond youth
(A.T.B.B.)
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From "A First Book of Glees, Canons, etc. Compos'd by J.C.Pring Mus. Bac. Oxon, Organist of St Botolph Aldersgate"
Lyrics: Samuel Jackson Pratt

No more, fond youth, the strains prolong,
Break off, break off the plaintive song;
With mandate high, from spheres above,
Our golden harps are strung to love.
In ev'ry flower that nature blows,
Breeze fans and wave that flows.
On earth, in ocean and in air,
Love is the sov'reign bliss,
The universal prayer.