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Richard Suett
(1755 - 1805)
Thus Damon knocked at Celia's door
(T.T.B.)
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A glee written by Suett for use at the Ad Libitum Society, of which he was a member.
The Ad Libitum Society was a dining club (like the Beefsteak Club, with which it had members and premises in common), which maintained its own kitchen, wine cellar and cook, and where professional musicians and gentleman amateurs could meet and socialise together. Suett himself was a comedian and professional singer.
The Ad Libitum Society was a dining club (like the Beefsteak Club, with which it had members and premises in common), which maintained its own kitchen, wine cellar and cook, and where professional musicians and gentleman amateurs could meet and socialise together. Suett himself was a comedian and professional singer.
Lyrics: George Farquhar
Thus Damon knocked at Celia's door;
The sign was so, she answered No.
Again he sighed, again he prayed.
No Damon, no, I am afraid.
Consider Damon, no, I am a maid.
At last his tears and sighs made way;
She rose and softly turned the key.
Come in, she said, but do not stay,
I may conclude you will be rude,
But if you are, you may.
Thus Damon knocked at Celia's door;
The sign was so, she answered No.
Again he sighed, again he prayed.
No Damon, no, I am afraid.
Consider Damon, no, I am a maid.
At last his tears and sighs made way;
She rose and softly turned the key.
Come in, she said, but do not stay,
I may conclude you will be rude,
But if you are, you may.