For there's a charm in woman's eye, A spell in every sacred sigh, To man-to virtue dear; And he who can resist her smiles BEAR AND FORBEAR. J. E. CARPENTER.] Were it not meant to assist and relieve? Bear and forbear-what's the use of oppression? The spirit of truth it can never be crush'd? Why should we covet mere worldly possession? The loud voice of justice can never be hush'd. Be sure, in good time, there will come restitutionWas not the earth made for all men to share? And He who made, wisely, the first distribution, Still teaches us all we should bear and forbear. DROWN IT IN THE BOWL. ANONYMOUS.] [Music by GEARY The glasses sparkle on the board, The reign of pleasure is restor❜d- The day is gone, the night's our own, Why, drown it in the bowl. This world, they say, 's a world of woe; Can sorrow from the goblet flow, Or pain from beauty's eye? 1 Let's drown it in the bowl. That time flies fast the poet sings; Then surely it is wise In rosy wine to dip his wings, And seize him as he flies. This night is ours; then strew with flowers The moments as they roll: If any care or pain remain, Why, drown it in the bowl. DON'T SAY ONE THING AND MEAN C. SWAIN.] ANOTHER. [Music by W. PALMER. The little lane, the greenwood lane, Where Mary dwelt, was gay with singing; For brook and bird in many a strain Down vale and moor their notes were flinging; But Mary's heart was deaf to song, No longer she her tears could smother; For she had learnt at last 'twas wrong To say one thing and mean another. 'Tis right, 'tis due, when hearts are true, To show that heart without deceiving, And not to speak in idle freak To try if one's the power of grieving. In Mary's heart and Mary's mind To say one thing and mean another. THE BARRING O' THE DOOR. ANONYMOUS.] It fell about the Martinmas time, And a gay time it was than, [Scotch Air. When our gude wife got puddings to mak', The wind sae cauld blew east and north, Quoth our gudeman to our gudewife, "My hand is in my hussy'f skap, An' it shou'd nae be barr'd this hundred year, They made a paction 'tween them twa, Then by there came twa gentlemen And they could neither see house nor hall, "Now whether is this a rich man's house, But never a word wad ane o' them speak, And first they ate the white puddings, Then said the one unto the other, "But there's nae water in the house, Oh, up then started our gudeman, Then up and started our gudewife, THE WHISPERED WORD. J. E. CARPENTER.] [Music by C. W. GLOVER. Where the breeze with the blossom was playing, And the bee woo'd the flowers in the dell, How I ventured alone to be straying Is a secret I don't mean to tell; Who came there by chance is another That some day admitted may be, But the secret of all is, dear mother, The word that he whisper'd to me. Did we ask of the wind, softly sighing, YOUTH'S FIRST LESSON. E. L. BLANCHARD.] [Music by L. PHILLIPS. Laughing in the sunshine Sporting in the sunshine, And tripp'd, through heedless look: Went drifting down the brook. Dreaming in the sunshine Sat a gentle sage, In life's varied page; Gather bitter fruit, What is in possession Losing in pursuit.” |