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: 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! To lament thy hapless lot: Delusive Glory, faithless power! Thus the valiant you repay; GRETRY. In disaster's heavy hour, To unbend thy cruel chain. Oh! Richard, oh! my love! 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, The nightingale carols her sonnet so cheerly, How sweet 'tis to hear the soft song, Breath'd forth from the bosom sincere, 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, But when you range the daisy'd field, Increas'd perfume the blossoms yield, 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, O'er mountains and woodlands I carol my song, Nor envy the monarch his car; While I traverse on foot the wood-walks along, These mountainous wilds, that so loftily rise, How fondly I love, how sincerely I prize, Contented, tho' lonely, thus daily I roam, That bliss which I find at my own much-lov'd home, ANON. AS BURNS THE CHARGER, ETC. PRESTON, LONDON. Sung by Mr Bowden. AS burns the charger when he hears 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, ARNOLD. Yet his heart, with soft emotion, To dread of foreign foes a stranger, совв. TO SLEEP'S EMBRACE. GOULDING, LONDON.--- MAZZINGHI Sung by Mrs Mountain. TO Sleep's embrace with joy I fly, No longer then shall Fortune's pow'r 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, In the heart that's true to love. |