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and in tears, Has cherish’d now for ma -ny years, A love

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thoughts that in my bo-somglow. Oh! cease, my heart; thy throbbing hide ; An - other soon will

be his bride; And hope’s last faint, but cheer-ing ray, Will then for ev-er pass a-

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They cannot see the silent tear, Tis youth’s decay, ’twill soon begin
That falls uncheck’d when none are near ; To tell the thoughts that dwell within.
Nor do they mark the smother’d sigh, » Oh! let me rouse my sleeping pride,
That leaves my breast when they are by. And, from his gaze, my feelings hide ;
I know my cheek is paler. now, : He shall not smile, to think that I,
And smiles no longer deck my brow; With love for him, could pine and die.

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As I pace the deck alone,

FOR THE GUITAR.
(Burns & Co., Publishers, No. 164 South Second street, Philadelphia.)

Mor, alas! will not restore us Yon - der dim and

Sun - ny spot where

friends may dwell.

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dis- tant isle: Still © my fan- cy

Dark - er shadows

Isle of beau - ty, fare thee well; Isle of beau - ty, fare thee well!

And my eye in vain is seeking
Some green leaf to rest upon:

What would I not give to wander
Where my old companions dwell!

Absence makes the heart grow fonder:
Isle of beauty, fare thee well!

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LA SMOLENSK A..... Russian Air.

[DANCED BY MADEMOISELLE FANNY ELLSLER.]

Moderato.

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THE SYLVAN SHADE,

UNDER THE WALNUT TREE.

PARTLY COMPOSED, AND ARRANGED, BY CHARLES JARVIS.

Allegretto Grazioso.

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dance with me, dance with me — Gay as fairy elves we'll be, In some sylvan shade.

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Il Basso

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RETREAT QUICK-STEP.

ARRANGED FROM A SONG COMPOSED BY LOUISA PUGET.

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SONG TO MY MARY.

WRITTEN BY W.G. WALTER, ESQ.; ADAPTED AND ARRANGED, TO A CELEBRATED AIR IN HEROLD’S OPERA OF ZAMPA,

AND RESPECTFULLY DEDICATED TO HIS FRIEND H. A. PEIRSOL, ESQ., BY CHARLES JARVIS.

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both our hearts, de - - light - - ed, In life's win-ter shall re-new The vows its spring-time plight - - ed.

steal - ing, Yet the heart feels no decay, Still young in truth and feel - - - ing.

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Though dimm’d by years that eye appears, Though dimm’d by years that eye appears, I will be near to wipe off its tears,

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Year after year charms disappear, Year after year charms disappear, Eyes that were bright grow dimm’d with a tear,

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THE SUITORS....A Ballad.

THE POETRY BY GEORGE P. MORRIS—THE MUSIC BY CHARLES E. HORN.

RESPECTFULLY DEDICATED TO

LOUIS A. GODEY, ESQ.

BY THE WRITER OF THE WORDS, AND THE COMPOSER OF THE MELODY.

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Time, the friend of Duty, Nezt call’d to see the fair; He laid his hand on Beauty, And left her in despair. Wealth vanish'd !—Last went rosy Health, And

sought the bow’r of Beauty,

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TRUE LOVE CAN NE’ER FORGET

[FROM THE SONGS OF THE LEGENDS AND TRADITIONS OF IRELAND.]

WRITTEN AND COMPOSED BY S. LOVER, ESQ.

Moderato Delicato.

love can ne’er forget, Fond ---ly as

when we met, Dear - - est, I love thee yet, darling one!” Thus sung a_ minstrel grey

by the ocean’s spray, At rise of sun; But wither’d was the

*It is related of Carolan, the Irish bard, that after his loss of sight, and the lapse of twenty years, he recognised his first love by the touch of her hand.

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love thee yet, My darling one!”

Morn to him was dark as night,

his heart was full of light, As he _ this lay

Fond ---ly as when we met, Dear - - - est,

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2d Verse.

“Long years are past and o’er,

Since from this fatal shore,

Cold hearts and cold winds bore
My love from me.”

Scarcely the minstrel spoke

When, quick, with flashing stroke,

A boat’s light oar the silence broke,
Over the sea..

Soon upon her native strand

Doth a lovely lady land,

While the minstrel’s love-taught hand
Did o’er his sweet harp run.

“True love can ne’er forget,

Fondly, as when we met,

Dearest, I love thee yet,
My darling one.”

3d Verse.

Where the minstrel sat alone
There that lady fair hath gone;
Within his hand she placed her own;
The bard dropt on his knee:
From his lips soft blessings came,
He kiss’d her hand with truest flame,
In trembling tones he named her name,
Though her he could not see;
But, oh! the touch the bard could tell
Of that dear hand remember’d well;
Ah! by many a secret spell
Can true love trace his own;
For true love can ne’er forget:
Fondly, as when they met,
He loved his lady yet,
His darling one.

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CALEDONIAN WALTZ.

[PERFORMED WITH GREAT APPLAUSE BY MR. G. KNOOP, ON THE VIOLINCELLO, AT THE MUSICAL FUND CONCERTS.}

Scherzando.

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Maestoso.

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THE LAND OF MY. BIRTH:

[SUNG BY MR. BISHOP. ]

WRITTEN BY CHARLES JEFFERYS, COMPOSED BY J. HARROWAY.

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Farewell to the home of my

cheer me, No pa-rentto soft-enmy grief; Nor bro - ther, nor sis - ter were near me, And
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Tis true that it mat - ters but lit - tle _(Tho’ living the thought makes one

pleasure alone will be mine.

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THE BRILLIANT....A Quadrille. Moschelles.

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ARRANGED BY GHARLES JABYVIA,

AND RESPECTFULLY DEDICATED TO MISS HELEN M. COLTON.

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A BALLAD OF REAL LIFE,

2d V. “‘ Now pray, my love, put by that frown, and don’t begin.

Well, well, Sir! so you’re come at last! I thought you’d come no more:

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settled where to go:

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feel you will—If

won't, I swear I won't be made to keep timelike a watch! I

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It took you, then, two hours to bow ? Two hours!—Take off
our hats

I wish you'd bow that way to me ;—and apropos of that,—

I saw you making love to her—(You see | know it all!)

||: Lsaw you making love to her, at Lady Glossop’s ball !"” :||

4th Verse.

“* Now really, Jane, your temper is so very odd to-day!
ou jealous,—and of such & girl as little Fanny Grey !
Boon to her! Indeed, my dear, you could see no such
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Ki: Lsat a minute by her side, to see a turquoise ring !” :|{

you con - tinue so!

5th Verse.

ay fell yom that I saw it all, the whisp’ring and Penmaces
The flirting and coquetting, in her little foolish face,
Ob! a I wonder that the earth don’t open, where you

and—
Il: By Ake heav’n that is above us both, I saw you kiss her
hand !’":||

6th Verse.

“T didn’t love! Or if 1 did,—allowing that "tis re as
When Bp erates woman shows her Tings, What can @ poor man

Ms ie my soul, my darling Jane ! I love but you alone,
never though t of Fanny Grey — (How tiresome she's
grown) !”":II

7th VERSE.

“ Put down your hat,—don’t take your stick !—Now prithee, Charles,
do stay !
You never come to see me now, but you long to run away ;

There was a time, there was a time, you never wish'd to g0.— @
I|: What have s done, what have L done, dear Charles, to change
you so?

8th Verse.

“Pooh, pooh, my love! Iam not ehanged—but dinner is at eight ;
And my father’s so particular. he never likes to wait:
Good bye!” “Good bye! You'll come again 7"’

these fine days!"
lI: ** He’s turn’ d the street—I knew he would—He’s gone to Fanny
Grey's !"" :Il

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MOONLIPF ,
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Song

WRITTEN BXPRESSLY FOR THIS WORK,

AND AFFECTIONATELY DEDICATED TO MISS ANNIE S. CRAWFORD,

BY @. @. B.

ARRANGED FOR TEE PLANO FORTE BY C. JARVIS.-MUSIC BY G. RIMBAULT.

Hark! hark! the fairy me-lo-dy Softly pealing, softly pealing, O’er the woodland—

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o’er the lea,

And hasten, or they’ll all be gone, we should longer tarry ;

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let us seek the moonlit dell, Softly stepping, softly stepping, Not a breath must break the spell That

all the world is keep - ing, keep - ing, all the world is keep - - ing.

2d VERSE.

See! see, they come—the elfin train,
Tripping lightly—tripping lightly,
On the soft and velvet green,
While stars are shining brightly;
Not a sound must now betray
That mortals near them hover,
A breath would fright the elves away,
If they our forms discover.
Then Jet us seek, &c.

3d VERsE.
The morning dawns—but ere the light Sweet strains from every mossy bed,
Gently breaking—gently breaking, Their hiding-place revealing ;
Through the darkling shades of night, Then let us quit the lonely dell,
The woodland songsters waking, They are sleeping—they are sleeping,
The dance is o’er—the elves have fled, Morn hath broke the magic spell
Yet still afar are stealing That all the earth was keeping.

COMPOSED EXPRESSLY FOR THIS WORK,

AND RESPECTFULLY DEDICATED TOA JOSHUA M. MILLER, ESQ. OF BALTIMORE,

BY MU. WISSEL.

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COMPOSED EXPRESSLY FOR THIS WORK,

BY LA PLUMS.

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A Savourite Ballad.

sUNG BY MB. POWBR,

WRITTEN AND ADAPTED TO AN IRISH MELODY,

BY SAMUUSE LOVSB.

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Young Rory O’Moore courted Kathleen O’Bawn, He was bold as a hawk, and she

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Rory, Ill ery if you don’t let me go, Sure I dream every night that I'm hating you so!” ‘ Oh!” says Rory, “ that same P'm de-

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Rory be aisy,” sweet Kathleen would cry, Re - - proof on her lip, but a smile in her eye, “ With your tricksI don’t know, in troth,

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morning will give dirty night the black lie, And ’tis plazed that I am, and why not to be sure? Since ’tis all for good luck,” says buld

thrated my heart for this many a day, And ’tis plazed that 1am, and why not to be sure? For’tis all for good luck,” says bold

3d VERSE.

« Arrah Kathleen, my darlint you’ve teazed me enough, And he look’d in her eyes that were beaming with light,
And I’ve thrash’d for your sake Dinny Grimes and Jim Duff, And he kiss’d her sweet lips—don’t you think he was right?
And I’ve made myself drinking your health quite a baste, “Now Rory leave off, Sir—you'll hug me no more,
So I think, after that, I may talk to the priest :’”* That’s eight times to-day that you’ve kiss’d me before ;”
Then Rory, the rogue, stole his arm round her neck, “Then here goes another,” says he, “to make sure,
So soft and so white, without freckle or speck, For there’s luck in odd numbers,” says Rory O’Moore.

L* * Paddy's mode of asking a girl to name the day.

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wander’d mournfully to - day;

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~--e- the autumn’s sullen gale,— - - - - -

3d Verse.

The first time that she lisp’d his name,
A little playful thing was she:
How proud we were—yet that night came
The tale how he had sunk at sea.
My mother never raised her head;
How strange, how white, how cold she grew!
It was a broken heart they said—
I wish our hearts were broken too.

4th VERsE.

We have no home—vwe have no friends,
They said our home no more was ours,

Our cottage where the ash-tree bends,
The garden we had fill’d with flowers.

And all day long the child has sung.

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2d VERSE.

She was our mother’s favourite child,
Who loved her for her eyes of blue,
And she is delicate and mild,
She cannot do what I can do.
She never met her father’s eyes,
Although they were so like her own;
In some far distant sea he lies,
A father to his child unknown.

The sounding shells our father brought,
That we might hear the sea at home;

Our bees, that in the summer wrought
The winter’s golden honeycomb.

& 5th VERSE.

We wander’d forth mid wind and rain,
No shelter from the open sky;
I only wish to see again
My mother’s grave, and rest, and die.
Alas, it is a weary thing
To sing our ballads o’er and o'er;
The songs we used at home to sing—
Alas! we have a home no more!

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gou® REMEME 2»

©) WRITTEN BY T. H.BAYLY, ESQ.

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THE MUSIC COMPOSED BXPRESSLY FOR THIS WORK,

AND RESPECTFULLY DEDICATED TO MISS REBECCA M. GASKILL,

It was a Sabbath morn, The bell had chimed for church; And the young and gay were gather - ing A--

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- roundthe rustic — porch, There came an a- ged man, Ina_ soldier's garb was he And

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gazing round the group, he eried, “Do none re - member me?” And gazing round the group, he cried, “Do

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2d VERSE. 3d Verse.
The veteran forgot Alas! none knew him there;
His friends were changed or gone, He pointed to a stone
The manly forms around him there On which the name he breathed was traced,
As children he had known. A name to them unknown.
He pointed to the spot And then the old man wept,
Where his dwelling used to be, “JT am friendless now,” cried he,
Then told his name, and smiling said, “Where I had many friends in youth,

“You now remember me.” ; Not one remembers me.”

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WRITTEN BY M. H. R.-ARRANGED BY CHARLES JARVIS.

MUSIC COMPOSED BY BOSSINI.

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that bright orb of love is riding _high, And casts a veil on all below The lovely compass of the sky;

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We will rove till morning light Shall break the spell of

We willrove till morning light Shall break the spell of love and night.

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POBIRY BY BULWBDR.
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FROM CHARLES O'MALLEY,

THE IRISH DRAGOON.
WRITTEN BY BABBY LOBBSOUSS.
THE MUSIC COMPOSED AND ARRANGED FOR THE PIANO FORTE,

AND RESPECTFULLY DEDICATED T0 THE FRIENDS OF OULD ERIN,

BY GHARBLSS JABVES.

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Now stirr’d the night air, More fix’d grew his eye;

But a warning far sadder — And the shadow of chilling death
The banshee was there, Told his hour was nigh.

Now rising, now swelling, {Ere the] dawn of that morning
[On the] night wind it bore The struggle was o’er,

One cadence, still telling, For when thrice came the warning —
I want thee, Rossmore ! A corpse was Rossmore!

* All words enclosed thus [ ] to be sung to one note,

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Miss Martha Lewis,

BY AN AMATEUR.

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Forward four and back—Forward two and twice leaving lady on the opposite side—Forward three twice, hands around and right and

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THE BUNOMIAN MARCH.

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ADIEU, ADIEU, MV AIN SWEET LANDa,
The Words and Air by 3. K. Mitchell.
THE SYMPHONY AND ACCOMPANIMENT BY J. WATSON.

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thee. The hills may tow’r in brighter skies, Where foams the In - dian main, And fair - er flow’rs and

forests rise, To grace a grander plain;

2d VERSE.
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But, oh! Ill vainly search below For that all glorious guise That Wisdom, Valour, Beauty, throw a-

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o’ thy rills To im - mortal - i - ty.

3d VERSE.

Where’er, while liv - ing, I may be, Dear land, when death is nigh, I can’t

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ny. Then fare thee weel, but no for aye, Thou Jand o’ soul and glee,

heart will yearn for thee,

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the hope to gaze on thee To my lone heart de-

Ro - mantic land, where’er I stray, My

144

MARY DRAPER.

COMIC SONG, FROM CHARLES O’MALLEY.
COMPOSED EXPRESSLY FOR THIS WORK BY CG. JABVIS,.

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cept in drames, Nor shone, except on pa - per; I'll sing you’bouta girl I knew, Who livedin Ballywhacmacrew, And,

2d VeERsE.

Her cheeks were red, her eyes were blue
Her hair was brown of deepest hue,
Her foot was small and neat to view,
let me tell you, mighty few Could equal Ma-ry Draper, Could equal Mary Draper. Her pact waike bt sine aw ,
A lovely brogue, so rich and clear,
O, the like I ne’er again shall hear
As from sweet Mary Draper.

3d VERsE. .

She’d ride a wall, she’d drive a team,

*~* Or with a fly she’d whip a stream,

Or maybe sing you ‘Rousseau’s Dream,’
For nothing could escape her ;

I’ve seen her too—upon my word—

At sixty Me bring down a bird,

O! she charmed all the Forty-third !

H Did lovely Mary Draper.
4th Verse. 5th VeRsE. .

And at the spring assizes ball, Lord Clare would then forget his lore, | The parson, priest, sub-sheriff too, Her twinkling feet—but, ohone,

The disor bar would one and all King’s counsel, voting law a bore, Were all her slaves, and so would you, It’s only west-of old Athlone

For all her fav’rite dances call, Were proud to figure on the floor, If you had only but one view Such girls were found—and now they're gone ; :
And Harry Deane would caper; For love of Mary Draper. Of sucha face and shape, or So here’s to Mary Draper.

LONG, LONG A GO Ysa.

COMPOSED BY.w7?H. H. BAYLY#ESO.

me were so dear, Long, long ago, long, long ago:

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2d VERSE.

Do you remember the path where we met,
ong, long 880, long, long ago ?
Ah! yes, you told me you ne’er would forget,
Long, long ago, long ago.
Then to all others my smile you prefer’d
Love, when you spoke, gave a charm to each word,
Still my heart treasures the praises I heard
Long, long ago, long ago.
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Sing me the songs I de - lighted to hear,

3d Verse.

Though by your kindness my fond hopes were raistd,

Long, long ago, long, long ago,
You by more eloquent lips have been praised
Long, long ago, long ago.
But by long absence your truth has been tried,
Still to your accents I listen with pride,
Blest as I was when I sat by your side
Long, long ago, long ago.

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Long, long ago, long a- -

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AND RESPECTFULLY DEDICATED TO

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of - ten soothed the heart that’s lone, And made *a friend sin - cere.

2d VERSE.

A word—a look—has crushed to earth
Full many a budding flower,

Which, had a smile but owned its birth,
Would bless life’s darkest hour.

3d Verse. ’

Then deem it not an idle thing
A pleasant word to speak,
The face you wear, the thoughts you bring,

= A heart may heal or break.

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CYNPRIA WAR?PA.

COMPOSED EXPRESSLY FOR THIS WORK

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BNSIEN, B8Q. OF NEWeTORE.

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WRITTEN BY CHARLES WEST THOMSON, ESQ.
THE MUSIC COMPOSED EXPRESSLY FOR THIS WORK, BY C. JARVIS.

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swiftly flew, Each hid - ing - place, each se - cret spot, Of which a-lone my wisdom knew— The chimney nook, where, winter's night, I

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sunny sky, The chiming brooks where erst [loved To watch the shadows sailing by, The woods that frown’d in grandeur proud, The

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3d VeRsE.
The rose has faded from my cheek, Yet ere I die, to native home
The flush of health has pass’d away, My heart’s best feelings warmly yearn,
My hand is faint, my voice is weak, For all its scenes like music come,
‘The harp’s sweet strings I scarce can sway. And fondly sing—return—return.

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A SPANISH DANCE.

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