STURDY WINTER. The Music from Weber's Opera of Der Freyschutz; the Poetry by George Soane, A.B.-Published by Davidson. O! welcome, sturdy win-ter: Though your touch is some-what chill, And voice is of the roughest, Yet i' faith! I love you still. The fields of spring are greener, And autumn's eve more bright; Yet snug the chim-ney - cor-ner, When win-ter's fire burns bright; The fields of spring are green-er, And autumn's eve more The Poetry by Miss Jane Anna Porter; the Music by Henry Russell.-Published in Davidson's Cheap and Uniform Edition of his Compositions. Andante Sostenuto. On the brave who have fal-len, No tear we be stow; Remov'd from a fallen, no tear we be-stow; Re-mov'd from a world of op-pres-sion and woe. O'er the actions of those who unshrinking could Their freedom so dearly, enraptur'd we dwell; And a hand for a friend, or a sword for a foe, Shall ever encounter a premature grave; THE GREEN LITTLE SHAMROCK OF IRELAND. Allegretto. Composed by W. Shield. There's a dear little plant that grows in our isle,-'Twas St. Pat-rick him. fz shamrock, the sweet little green little shamrock This dear little plant still grows in our land, This dear little plant that springs from our soil, And still thro' the bog, thro' the brake, thro' the Just like our own dear little shamrock of Ireland, TOO LATE I STAY'D. Andante. Too late I stay'd- for- give the crime- Un - heed-ed flew the hours; For noiseless falls the foot of time That only treads on flow'rs. O! who with clear a-mount re-marks The ebbing of his glass, When all its sands are dia-mond sparks Which daz-zle as they pass, Which dazzle as they pass OF A' THE AIRTS THE WIN' CAN BLAW. Scots, wha hae wi' Wal-lace bled! Scots, wham Bruce has af-ten led! Wel-come to your See the front o' bat-tle lour, See ap-proach proud Edward's pow'r, Chains and sla-ve-ry. Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave! Let him turn and flee! By oppression's woes and pains! |