SIMPHONY.

ACT II.

Haydn.

Handel.

SONG. Master TIDMAN.

But thou didst not leave his soul in hell, neither didst thou suffer thy Holy One to see corruption.

CONCERTO.

SONG. Miss HAINES.

Avison.

Stevenson.

I wander'd once at break of day,
While yet upon the sunless sea,
In wanton sighs the breeze delay'd,
And o'er the wavy surface play'd:
Then first the fairest face I knew,
First lov'd the eye of softest blue,
And ventur'd, fearful, first to sip
The sweets that hung upon the lip
Of faithless Emma.

So mix'd the rose and lily's white,
That nature seem'd uncertain quite,
To deck her cheek, what flower fhe'd choose,

The lily or the blushing rose!

I wish I ne'er had seen her eye,

Ne'er seen her cheek of doubtful dye,

And never, never dar'd to sip

The sweets that hung upon the lip

Of faithless Emma.

Pale as the flower, whose snowy bell
Hangs weeping near the winding wave;
He lies in yonder lonely vale-

He sleeps in yonder dewy grave.

With tender songs to soothe his shade,
The muses throng'd around his bier;
On yonder shrine pale pity bled,

And friendship shed her warmest tear:
And still his fate the tear will move,
While virtue lives his worth to own,
Whose heart was the abode of love,

And meek compassion's tender throne.

SIMPHONY.

Bach.

GLEE. Masters TIDMAN and CARTER, and

Messrs. HALDON and LIDDELL.

Swiftly from the mountain's brow,

Shadows, nurs'd by night, retire:

And the peeping sun-beams now
Paint with gold the village spire.

Sweet, O sweet, the warbling throng,
On the white emblossom'd spray;
Nature's universal song

Echoes to the rising day.

3th CONCERTO.

Webbe.

Corelli.

But thou didst not leave his soul in hell, neither didst thou suffer thy Holy One to see corruption.

CONCERTO.

SONG. Miss HAINES.

Avison.

Stevenson.

I wander'd once at break of day,
While yet upon the sunless sea,
In wanton sighs the breeze delay'd,
And o'er the wavy surface play'd:
Then first the fairest face I knew,
First lov'd the eye of softest blue,
And ventur'd, fearful, first to sip
The sweets that hung upon the lip
Of faithless Emma.

So mix'd the rose and lily's white,
That nature seem'd uncertain quite,

To deck her cheek, what flower fhe'd choose,

The lily or the blushing rose!

I wish I ne'er had seen her eye,

Ne'er seen her cheek of doubtful dye,

And never, never dar'd to sip

The sweets that hung upon the lip

Of faithless Emma.

GLEE. Masters TIDMAN and CARTER, and

Messrs. HALDON and LIDDELL.

Here, beneath this willow, sleepeth
One whom all the village weepeth,
Poor Marian!

He she lov'd her passion slighted,
Breaking all the vows he plighted, .
Therefore life no more delighted
Poor Marian!

Like a rose, we saw her wither,
Soon a corpse we brought her hither,
Poor Marian!

Now our ev'ning pastime flying,

We in heart-felt sorrow vying,

Seek this willow, softly sighing
Poor Marian!

Pale her cheek grew, where her lover
Once could winning charms discover,
Poor Marian!

Dim her eyes, so sweetly speaking,
When true love's expression seeking,

Oh! we saw her heart was breaking,
Poor Marian!

FINALE.

Harrison.

Kotzeluch.

Let grateful songs and hymns to heav'n ascend:
In Gilgal and on Jordan's banks proclaim
One first, one great, one Lord JEHOVAH's name.

SONG. Master TIDMAN.

What tho' I trace each herb and flow'r,

That drinks the morning dew,
Did I not own JEHOVAH'S рow'r,

How vain were all I knew!

SCENA. Mrs. DICKONS.

RECITATIVO.

Lasciami per pieta, Lasciami in pace

Handel.

Portogallo.

Fuggi, togli quel volto, togli lo per pieta,
Si, si, t' intesi, vuoi sangue, vuoi vendetta,

Oh Dio, l' averne voragini profonde dischiude ai passi miei

Chi m' aita e mi salva, eterni Dei.