Mr. Hawes's Annual Concert, at the Argyll Rooms on Friday, April 29th, 1825J. Mallett, 1825 - 27 pagini |
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... sound for me : Now she fondly waves a welcome , Fancy's eye her lover sees But her signal gains no answer , Save the sigh of whisp'ring trees : What dark'ning power is ruling o'er me ? My anxious bosom fear hath riven ; Despair hath ...
... sound for me : Now she fondly waves a welcome , Fancy's eye her lover sees But her signal gains no answer , Save the sigh of whisp'ring trees : What dark'ning power is ruling o'er me ? My anxious bosom fear hath riven ; Despair hath ...
Pagina 9
... sound I heard in yonder grove ! Hark ! hark it is his step , it is my love ! It is again my heart shall prove The bliss that springs from anxious love . The moon - beam is shining bright , Oh heaven ! does it mock my sight ? With flow ...
... sound I heard in yonder grove ! Hark ! hark it is his step , it is my love ! It is again my heart shall prove The bliss that springs from anxious love . The moon - beam is shining bright , Oh heaven ! does it mock my sight ? With flow ...
Pagina 14
... , Miss GOODALL . My aunt , poor soul , now gone to heaven , Was once before half kill'd with fright ; The village clock had chim'd eleven . No sound disturb'd the silent night , She heard the door so gently ope , And o'er 14.
... , Miss GOODALL . My aunt , poor soul , now gone to heaven , Was once before half kill'd with fright ; The village clock had chim'd eleven . No sound disturb'd the silent night , She heard the door so gently ope , And o'er 14.
Pagina 16
... sound . Hark ! follow , & c . The light of Diana illumines our forest , The shades where in summer we often retreat ; Nor is then the fell wolf in his covert securest , The boar from his lair is laid at our feet . Oh ! this is a ...
... sound . Hark ! follow , & c . The light of Diana illumines our forest , The shades where in summer we often retreat ; Nor is then the fell wolf in his covert securest , The boar from his lair is laid at our feet . Oh ! this is a ...
Pagina 26
... sound on seraphic wings , Before th ' Almighty King of Kings . Hallelujah ! All hail , oh Lord . N.B. The whole of this Cantata is published , at the Argyll Rooms . 27 NATIONAL ANTHEM . As arranged by Sir GEORGE SMART 26.
... sound on seraphic wings , Before th ' Almighty King of Kings . Hallelujah ! All hail , oh Lord . N.B. The whole of this Cantata is published , at the Argyll Rooms . 27 NATIONAL ANTHEM . As arranged by Sir GEORGE SMART 26.
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ACT MUSIC Agnes Anne Argyll Rooms Bacchus BELLAMY BETTS Bid the ruddy bless blest bosom BRAHAM breast bride can'st CANTATA Casp CASPAR CHORUS clouds crucible dare dark and dreary DUET e'en e'er earth eye of affection fear fire fondly Forest gleaming glide gloom GRAND Hail hanger Hark haste hath fallen HAWES heart Heaven heavenly Hermit Huntsman Kuno leaves and rosy Let not sorrow Love with myrtle magic magic circle Miss CAWSE Miss GOODALL Miss H Miss PATON moon Music myrtle leaves NATIONAL ANTHEM ne'er night Nought o'er with woe Otto PHILLIPS pleasure prayer RECIT rifle rosy flowers ruddy nectar flow save the King SCENA scene sighs sight Sir GEORGE SMART skull slumber smile Soho SONG soul storm strew thy future Sung TERRAIL terror thou thro thy future hours to-morrow tree twill Uhüi Villagers virtue's Wardour Street wilt Wolf's Glen wreath yonder Zamiel
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Pagina 21 - Oh ! then, for ever haste away. Away from love and me ; Go, seek a heart that's like your own, And come no more to me, Donald. For...
Pagina 4 - E'en hope is hanished from my soul! What unknown grief thus haunts my spirit, And o'er me works its dark control? Thro' the forests, thro' the meadows, Joy was wont with me to stray, While my rifle, never failing.
Pagina 5 - What need we fear to want next year, 'Twill be all one a hundred hence. LIFE IS DARKENED O'ER WITH WOE. ^Translated, by W. M'Gregor Logan, from Weber. ) LIFE is darkened o'er with woe, Bid the ruddy nectar flow ; Wine's the soul of joy below : Bless'd by Bacchus, rosy wine Makes a mortal half divine ; Fill, oh fill the cup before thee, Bacchus, Bacchus, I adore thee. Life is darkened o'er with woe. Bid the...
Pagina 12 - The moon with blood hath stained her light ! What forms are those, in misty shrouds, That stalk before my sight ? And now — hush, hush ! The owl is hooting in yon bush...
Pagina 5 - Every coming sound to me. See, she fondly waves a welcome. Fancy's eye her lover sees ; But her signal gains no answer. Save the sigh of whispering trees ! What dark'ning power is ruling o'er me, My anxious bosom fear hath riven; Despair hath spread her snares before me. Does fate rule blindly ? aid me heaven ! BURLINGTON ARCADE.
Pagina 8 - Looks are followed soon by sighs ¿ Then a little courage taking, He makes love and she denies. But, before a twelvemonth passes, Forth they ramble side by side, Marriage ends the village scandal, He the bridegroom — she the bride. ffffffff THE MARGATE HOY IN QUARANTINE. Air — " Garry Owen" VON E Mister Vill Vilkins, vone wery fine day, Call'd up Mrs.
Pagina 11 - L., on a lower knotty branch of which an OWL is sitting. CASPAR discovered with a pouch and hanger, busily engaged in making a circle of black stones ; in the middle of which is placed a skull, an eagle's wing, a crucible, and a bullet mould. Distant thunder heard. Chorus of INVISIBLE SPIRITS. Mist hath fallen from the moon...
Pagina 13 - In yonder gloom [Pointing to a rock, uus, over ivhich a female spectre, with uplifted hands, is seen moving, My mother's spirit roams before mine eyes. Thus in her shroud, thus in the grave she lies. With lifted hands she seems to pray — She beckons me away. [The spectre disappears.
Pagina 14 - At No. 6, Tremendous Storm of Thunder, Lightning and Hail — Meteors dart through the Air and dance on the Hills — The Torrent foams and roars — The Rocks are riven, and...
Pagina 11 - A weird, craggy glen, surrounded by high mountains, down the side of one of which falls a cascade. To the left, a blasted tree, on the knotty branch of which an owl is sitting. To the right a steep path by which Max comes; below it a great cave. The moon throws a lurid light over all. A few battered pinetrees are scattered here and there.