haste-low music sweet-ly is ring-ing From the deep flowers, from the deep flow'rs.

HASTE, HASTE, I PRITHEE HASTE AWAY.
The Poetry by James Kenney.-The Music by I. Nathan.

Moderato.

Haste, haste, I pri- thee haste a - way, And seek my gen-tle cav-a - lier;

And, if he

Of his poor wounded heart-'Twas heaven to be-hold me: But death if we mw.

O dear! O dear! My heart it beat so strange-ly,

can't tell how: Lord, Lord,' thinks I, 'what ails me? Ah! what's the mat-ter now?'

Moderato.

HOW SWEET ARE THE MOMENTS.

How sweet are the mo-ments when Fan-ny is nigh me-How sweet 'tis to

gaze

on her

features SO dear- What trans-ports

I feel when my

charm-er is by me, To whisper the feelings of love in her ear: Our

bo-soms soft glow-ing, Our hearts fond - ly throe-ing, We breathe forth the warm, the sus

· som

ris

es, An

emerald

the ring of the sea; Each blade of thy meadows my faithful heart

gray, And a - way he rode from Taun-ton Dean, To court the Par-son's daughter Jane ;— -Singing

dum ble dum dea - ry, dum - ble dum deary, dum - ble dum dea - ry, dum- ble dum dee.

Then Dick put on his Sunday clothes,
His buckskin breeches, Sunday hose,
Besides a new hat upon his head,
Which was bedeck'd wi' ribbons red.
Dumble dum, &c.
Then on he rode wi'out dread or fear,
Till he came to the house of his sweet dear,
Where he knock'd and shouted and bellow'd hallo!
'Be the folks at home? say yes or no!'
Dumble dum, &c.

A servant quickly let Dick in,
That he his courtship might begin ;
And now he strutted up and down the hall,
And loudly for Miss Jane did call.

'Well, if I consent to be your bride,
Pray, how will you for me provide?'
'I'll give thee all I yarns, I'm sure,
And what can a husband, pray, do more?
Dumble dum, &c.
'O! I can reap, and I can sow,
And I can plough, and I can mow;
And I goes to the market to sell feyther's hay.
And I yarns my ninepence every day!'
Dumble dum, &c.

'O! ninepence a-day will never do,
For I must have silks, and satins too:
Ninepence a-day! it wouldn't buy meat!'
'Adzooks!' cries Dick, get a sack o' wheat!'
Dumble dum, &c.

'Besides, I've a pig pok'd in a sty,
Which comes to me when Granny does die !
And, if you'll consent to marry me now,
I'll feed you as fat as my feyther's old sow!'
Dumble dum, &c.

Dick's compliments were so polite,
That all the company laugh'd outright;
And, when he had gotten no more to say,
He mounted old Dobbin, and gallop'd away.
Dumble dum, &c.

Moderato.

8

THE FAIRY.

Fair-est of the vir-gin train That trip it o'er the magic plain, Come, and dance and sing with

me, Un-der yon-der a -ged tree; Come, and dance and sing with me, Un-der yon-der aged tree.

There I'll tell you many a tale,
Of mountain, rock, of hill, and dale,
Which will make you laugh with me,
Under yonder aged tree.

See the moon all silver bright,
Shining with a tenfold light,
To try to see my queen with me,
Through the boughs of yonder tree.
Who is that whom I espy,
Just descended from the sky-

E'en, faith! 'tis Cupid, come to see
My fair beneath yon aged tree.

A little rogue! but he shall smart!
I'll take away his bow and dart,
And give them, 'fore his face, to thee,
Under yonder aged tree.

Then we'll play, and dance, and sing,
Celebrating Pan our king;
And I'll always live with thee
Under yonder aged tree.

COME NOW, ALL YE SOCIAL POWERS.

Come now, all ye social pow'rs; Shed your in-flu-ence o'er us, Crown with joy the

pre-sent hours, En - liv en those before us. Bring the flask-the music bring

Drink and dance, and laugh and sing, And cast dull care be

Bring the flask- the music bring- Joy shall quick-ly find us;

Delia, stay, You'll scorch those charms more sweet than May: The

noon- 'Tis pi-ty,