Piano Forte-T. E. M. RICHARDS, E. PLATER. Vocal Quartett,... "Spring is come."......Mendelssohn. Season of pleasures! soon thou art here, Valley and mountain, greet thee, O spring! Gentle gales lightly, fan the warm beam, Bees to the bowers, merrily throng, Now hither winging, 'tis in my breast! Air.........from the Opera " Maritana” G. F. GLENNIE. Alas! those chimes so sweetly stealing, Sound like pity's voice revealing To the dying, death is near. Not a sigh disturbs his rest; Yes, yes those chimes so softly swelling, Sound like hymns of spirits telling To the dying, peace is near. Come! abide with us in heaven, Here no grief can reach thy breast; Come! approving angels wait thee In the mansions of the blest. Walluce. |