Part Song......." The dawn of day"....... S. Reay.

Come, thy foot should ne'er be weary—
Never tired thy wakeful eye,

Earth should ne'er seem dark or dreary,
When the morning gilds the sky.

Birds shall plume their wings beside thee,

Gaily warbling over head;

Sunbeams through the green leaves guide thee,

Where thy steps may safely tread.

Tra, la, la.

Come, the lark has left the meadow-
Now he soars beyond our sight,
Far away from mist and shadow,
Singing in a world of light.
Come and see what forms of glory,
Spring to life in morning's ray,
Come and hear the joyful story
Nature tells at dawn of day.

Tra, la, la.

Andante.......from "First Symphony"......Haydn.

Chorus....with Orchestral accompaniments....Bishop.

Soprano Solos-J. F. DUTHIE.

F. G. RICHARDSON.

Now tramp, now tramp, o'er moss and fell
While breathing chanters proudly swell
The batter'd ground, returns the sound-
Clan Alpine's cry, is win or die.

Guardian spirits of the brave,
Victory! o'er my hero wave.

Now whilst labour sleeps, and charmed sorrow,
O'er the dewy green,

By the glow-worm's light
Dance the elves of night,
Unheard! unseen!

Yet, where their midnight pranks have been

The circled turf will betray, to-morrow.

"To Anthea," and "Julia"......Hatton.