But we, that have but span-long lives,
The thicker must lay on the pleasure;
And since time will not stay,
We'll add the night unto the day,
And thus we'll fill the measure.

SONG. Miss WALKER.

Rauzzini.

Why, my Julia, why this care?
Fancy not my love can cease;
Wintry hours too frequent are,
Too few the sunny hours of peace.
When the stars resplendent shine,
Must my eyes their lustre scorn,
Because they want the charms divine
That grace the radiant brow of morn?

So when Lydia's glowing cheek,
Her eyes and lips of rosy hue,

I praise, impartial do I break

For this, my constant love to you.
Dry, O dry, those captious tears,
If I would I can't be free,
Since each charm a rival wears

Recalls superior charms in thee.

GLEE. Masters TIDMAN and CARTER, and

Messrs. HALDON and LIDDELL.

(By particular desire.)

See the chariot at hand here of love,
Wherein my lady rideth;

Each that draws is a swan or a dove,
And well the car love guideth.

As she goes all hearts do duty
Unto her beauty;

And enamour'd do wish (so they might
But enjoy such a sight)

That they still were to run by her side

Horsley.

Thro' swords, thro' seas, whither she would ride.
Have you seen but a bright lily grow,

Before rude hands have pluckt it?

Ha' you

mark'd but the fall of the snow,

Before the soil hath smutch'd it?
Ha' you felt the wool o' the beaver,
Or swan's down ever?

Or have tasted the bag o' the bee?
Oh! so white, so soft, so sweet is she.

FINALE.

Girovetz.

Arm, arm, ye brave! a noble cause,

The cause of heav'n your zeal demands;

In defence of your nation, religion, and laws,

Handel.

The Almighty JEHOVAH will strengthen your hands.

GLEE. Masters TIDMAN and CARTER, and

Mr. LIDDELL.

Horsley.

Sweet to the morning traveller the skylark's early song, Whose twinkling wings are seen at fits the dewy light among; And cheering to the traveller the gales that round him play, As faint and wearily he drags along his noon-tide way.

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And when the ev❜ning light decays, and all is calm around, There is sweet music to his ear in the distant sheep bell's sound; And sweet the neighb'ring church's bell, that marks his journey's borne,

But sweeter is the voice of love that welcomes his return.

SIMPHONY.

Haydn.

SONG. Miss HAINES.

(Being her first appearance in public.)

Handel.

Where'er you walk cool gales shall fan the glade,
Trees where you sit shall crowd into a shade;
Where'er you tread the blushing flow'rs shall rife,
And all things flourish where you turn your eyes.

CONCERTO, 11th, Corelli.

Geminiani.

ACT II.

DUETT, Violin and Violoncello.

Reinagle.

Messrs. MARSHALL and REINAGLE.

SONG. Master TIDMAN.

Come, ever-smiling liberty,

And with thee bring thy jocund train;

For thee we pant, and sigh for thee,
With whom eternal pleasures reign.

GRAND CONCERTO, 24.

GLEE.

Handel.

Handel.

Attwood.

In peace love tunes the shepherd's reed,
In war he mounts the warrior's steed;

In halls in gay attire is seen,

In hamlets dances on the green.

Love rules the court, the camp, the grove,

And men below, and saints above,

For love is heaven, and heaven is love.

FINALE.

Van Maldere.