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In mutual fondness we'll agree,

And never, never part.

ANON.

TELL HER I'LL LOVE HER.

GOULDING, LONDON.

Sung by Mr Incledon.

SHIELD.

TELL her I'll love her while the clouds drop rain, Or while there's water in the pathless main;

Tell her I'll love her till this life is o'er,

And then my ghost shall visit this sweet shore.

Tell her I only ask she'll think of me;

I'll love her while there's salt within the sea:
Tell her all this-tell it o'er and o'er;

The anchor's weigh'd, or I would tell her more.

ANON.

OH! RICHARD, ETC.

PRESTON, LONDON.

Sung by Jordan.

OH! Richard, oh! my love!
By the faithless world forgot,
I alone in exile rove,

To lament thy hapless lot:
I whose bosom, sunk in grief,
Least have strength to yield relicf.

Delusive Glory, faithless power!

Thus the valiant you repay;

GRETRY.

In disaster's heavy hour,
Faithless Friendship far away.
I alone of all remain

To unbend thy cruel chain.

Oh! Richard, oh! my love!
By the faithless world forgot,
I alone in exile rove,

To lament thy hapless lot.

ANON.

DOWN IN THE VALLEY, ETC.

GOULDING, LONDON.

Sung by Mrs Bland.

DOWN in the valley, the sun setting clearly,
Lillo lillo lillo lee,

The nightingale carols her sonnet so cheerly,
Lillo lillo lillo lee.

How sweet 'tis to hear the soft song,
As by moonlight we trip o'er the plain,
On Zephyr's light wing borne along,
Whilst Echo repeats the soft strain:
But sweeter the accents of love,

Breath'd forth from the bosom sincere,
Which Virtue herself must approve,
And the virgin with safety may hear.

Down in the valley, &c.

HOOKE.

ANON.

WHEN THOU ART ABSENT.

PRESTON, LONDON.

Sung by Mr Incledon.

WHEN thou art absent, charming maid,

In vain the sky-larks sing,

Or woodbine weave the vernal shade,
Or Flora paints the spring:

But when you range the daisy'd field,
Or in the garden røve,

Increas'd perfume the blossoms yield,
And seem to court your love.

SHIELD.

ANON.

AS GAILY I TOUCH MY GUITAR.

-GOULDING, LONDON.

Sung at the Newcastle Concerts.

THOMPSON.

SEQUESTER'D from all, to the great world unknown,

From towns and from cities afar,

Tho' retir'd, yet happy-and gay, tho' alone,
I cheerfully tune my guitar.

O'er mountains and woodlands I carol my song,

Nor envy the monarch his car;

While I traverse on foot the wood-walks along,
I gaily attune my guitar.

These mountainous wilds, that so loftily rise,
Far more than the great world they bar;

How fondly I love, how sincerely I prize,
Ah! tell them, my sprightly guitar.

Contented, tho' lonely, thus daily I roam,
Nor wish for what only would mar

That bliss which I find at my own much-lov'd home,
As gaily I touch my guitar.

ANON.

AS BURNS THE CHARGER, ETC.

PRESTON, LONDON.

Sung by Mr Bowden.

AS burns the charger when he hears
The trumpet's martial sound,
Eager to scour the field he rears,

And spurns th' indented ground:

He snuffs the air, erects his flowing mane;

SHIELD.

He scents the big war, and sweeps along the plain. Impatient, thus my ardent soul

Bounds forth on wings of wind, And spurns the moments as they roll With lagging pace behind.

O'KEEFE.

THE HARDY SAILOR.

-GOULDING, LONDON.

Sung by Mr Brabam.

THE hardy sailor braves the ocean,
Fearless of the roaring wind;

ARNOLD.

Yet his heart, with soft emotion,
Throbs to leave his fair behind.

To dread of foreign foes a stranger,
Tho' the youth can dauntless roam,
Alarming fears paint ev'ry danger
In a rival left at home.

совв.

TO SLEEP'S EMBRACE.

GOULDING, LONDON.---

MAZZINGHI

Sung by Mrs Mountain.

TO Sleep's embrace with joy I fly,
In friendly dreams to lovers dear;
For then his form shall charm mine eye,
For then his voice shall charm mine ear.

No longer then shall Fortune's pow'r
Withhold my lover from my sight;
And Fancy, in triumphant hour,

With love shall gild her visions bright.

FRIENDSHIP IS THE BOND, ETC.

R. B. SHERIDAN.-DALE, LONDON.

Sung by Mr Dignum.

--ANONYMOUS.

FRIENDSHIP is the bond of reason,
But if beauty disapprove;
Heav'n dissolves all other treason

In the heart that's true to love.

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