The sound obey!

Come, troopers, come away!
Disgrace on him will fall,

Who disregards the call,

To quarters now retreating.
Shadows of darkness o'er us hover,

No friendly form can we discover,

Night reigns around,

Loud rolls the drums, the horns replying,
And Echo's voice, in distance dying,
Repeats the sound.

Yon fortress tow'ring,

With an aspect low'ring
Obscure as night,

Conceals from sight,

Each roof and dwelling height:

While all are sleeping,

Our watch we are keeping,

With sword and lance

And eagle glance,

The ready troops advance.

Shadows of darkness, &c.

Rataplan, Rataplan.

Song" The Clown's Song." (Twelfth Night.) Hatton.

E. A. PLATER, ESQ., AND CHORUS.

When that I was a tiny boy,

With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,

A foolish thing was but a toy,

For the rain it raineth every day.

Serenade" In this hour of soften'd splendour." Pinsuti.

In this hour of soften'd splendour,
When the moon, fair Queen on high,
Bids the stars due homage render,

To their sov'reign in the sky:
In this hour, oh! Lady, her me!
Bid me my passion prove,

With thy royal glance, ah! cheer me,
While I tell all my love.

In this hour of soften'd splendour,
When the moon holds court on high,
Hear, oh! hear me homage render,
And give me sigh for sigh.

See the gentle moon now paleth,
In the radiance of the dawn,
And in pure white robe she saileth,
All her queenly glories gone.
In this hour, oh! Lady hear me,
Bid me my passion prove,

With thy royal glance, ah! cheer me,

Bid me tell all my love:

In this hour so soft and tender,

When the moon forgets to shine,
And the day breaks forth in splendour,
Say, say, thou wilt be mine!

Chorus....

Solo.

Chorus.

"Viva Enrico!"

H. MACDOUGALL

H. G BAILY

...

E. G. A. WINTER

H. A. SHERINGHAM

With Orchestral accompaniments.

Pianoforte-F. DUTTON.

. Pucillo.

Viva Enrico! Viva il forte! dei nemici domator!
Viva Enrico! Viva il forte! dei nemici domator!

Solo.

Chorus.

Solo.

Chorus.
Solo.
Chorus.
Solo.

Favorito e' dalla sorte, dalle belle, e dall'amor!
Viva Enrico! Viva il forte ! dei nemici domator!
Al Re buono,

Al Caro Enrico,

Al più giusto della terra,

All grandiavol della guerra.

Viva Enrico! Viva il forte! dei nemici domator!.
Noi l'amiamo, l'adoriamo, senza fine e di buon cor!
Viva Enrico! Viva il forte ! dei nemici domator!
Dite tutti via con me,

Viva Enrico il nostro Re !

Chorus.."Student's Parting Song.".. Mendelssohn.

SUNG BY FORMER MEMBERS OF THE CHOIR.

Now in social throng,

Give the farewell song,

To the friend who soon must leave us;
Journey with good cheer,
Whether far or near,

That we wish thee well, believe us.
Each on earth his way must measure,
O'er the paths of pain and pleasure,
Whether peace or strife,

Be our lot in life;

Each on earth his way must measure.

Brother, now farewell,

Parting moments tell

How our hearts for thee are smarting;

Dost thou feel as we,

Be in unity,

Still with us as were no parting.

May this comfort c'er attend thee,