plore, to write to you. Fal, lal, lal, lal, lal, la.

Song XLIV-The heavy hours are almost past. Ld. Lyttelton.

The heavy hours are almost past, That part my love and

love in all your pulses beat, And tremble on your tongue.

Song XLV.-Of all the torments, all the cares. Walsh.
Set by Dr. Boyce.

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Of all the torments, all the cares, By which our

lives are curst: Of all the plagues a lov- -er

lové alone we hate to find Com-pani-ons of our woe.

Song XLVI.-Yes, fairest proof of beauty's power. Prior,

No air known.

Song XLVII.-Though cruel you seem to my pain. Carey. Set by the author.

Though cruel you seem to my pain,

And hate me be

cause I am true; Yet Phillis, you love a false swain, Who

him, To me, what a heav'n would it be! To him but a

woman you seem; But, ah! you're an an-gel to me.

No air known.

Song XLIX.-What state of life can be so blest. Dryden. Was sung by Mrs. Hudson, and set by Mr. John Eccles.' Durfey. The notes have not been met with, but they are supposed to be like the rest of that gentleman's pantomimical performances, good for nothing.

Song L.Say lovely dream, where could'st thou find. Waller. The original music is unknown, and that of Anthony Neale is scarce worth preserving. [This was beautifully set by Smith, a favourite pupil of Handel, in the opera of 'The Fairies.'] Song LI.-I'll range around the shady bow'rs. Carey. Set by the Author.

a--round the shady bow--'rs, And

ga-ther all the sweetest flow'rs: I'll strip the

Song LII.-Why cruel creature why so bent. Ld. Lansdowne.

Set by Mr. Flacton.

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Why, cruel crea-ture, why so bent To vex

ten- -der heart; To gold and title you re

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Song LIII.-The sun was sunk beneath the hill.

Song LIV-I love, I dote, I rave with pain. Otway.
The tune alluded to is not known. But the song has been set by
Dr. Boyce, though not in his happiest manner.