THE FAIRIES' SONG. The Words by J. Graham.-The Music by Dr. J. Smith. haste-low music sweet -ly is ring-ing From the deep flowers, from the deep flow'rs. Moonbeam, over earth's bosom Spread thy rich hues, While we deeply drink in each pearl-lit blossom Moonbeam, while thy soft beauty falls O'er the still bowers, Thus fairies waste beneath heaven's starry halls Night's silent hours. HASTE, HASTE, I PRITHEE HASTE AWAY. Moonlight, &c. Moderato. Haste, haste, I pri- thee haste a - way, And seek my gen-tle cav-a oft for pity woo'd, Was not their light of love and truth? When his bright form my steps pur - su'd, Came he to mock my simple youth?- Those eyes that My sev'nteenth year scarce over, Blithe Damon woo ing came, young and ten - der lover, He own'd his ar-dent flame: Such a pit-eous tale he told me Of his poor wounded heart-'Twas heaven to be-hold me: But death if we mus. part, O dear! O dear! O dear! My heart it beat so strange-ly, I felt I can't tell how: 6 Lord, Lord,' thinks I, 'what ails me? Ah! what's the mat-ter now?' The question soon was answer'd, Sly Cupid's dart was thrown: I lov'd as well as Damon, But that I would not own; For, if he talk'd of dying, Or mourn'd his hapless case, I seldom fail'd replying O dear! O dear! O dear! He slyly seiz'd that moment If check'd, my point I carried By sobs and tears well feign'd, O dear! O dear! O dear! And coaxingly consented, Alas! those times are over, He swears he'll have his way; And then come staggering home. O dear! O dear! O dear! If then I weep or chide him, With consequential brow, He sets his arms beside him, With, what's the matter 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 fondly throe-ing, We breathe forth the warm, the sus 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. 'O! ninepence a-day will never do, 'Besides, I've a pig pok'd in a sty, Dick's compliments were so polite, 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, See the moon all silver bright, E'en, faith! 'tis Cupid, come to see A little rogue! but he shall smart! Then we'll play, and dance, and sing, Vivace. 6 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 Joy shall quick-ly find us; Chorus. Drink and dance, and laugh and sing, And cast dull care be hind us. Bring the flask- the music bring- Joy shall quick-ly find us; Hush, ev-'ry breeze, Let nothing move,-My Delia sings, and sings round the winning Gra - - ces wait, And calm content-ment guards thy Fine. In the sweet shade, my Delia, stay, You'll scorch those charms more sweet than May: The sun now rages in his noon- 'Tis pi-ty, "Tis pi-ty, sure, to part SO soon; 'Tis |