Scotch Song.—“HEIGH HO, JANET.”—Dolby.
MISS DOLBY.
They’re wild with joy in Edinbro’, they’re feastin’ in Dundee,
And a’ because my bonnie lad is coming hame to me;
He’s coming o’er the salt sea, with a’ his noble train,
And Royal Charlie sure shall hae the throne again.
Heigh ho! Janet go, pit your wheelie past;
The lad we dearly luve is coming hame at last.
Oh! gin I had in Scotland’s bank twalve hunderd thousand poun’s,
I gie it all to see my Charlie marching through the town;
Wi’ pibrochs loudly sounding, and banners waving high,
All hearts resolved to conquer in his cause or die.
Heigh ho! Janet go, spin na mair the day;
He’s coming that’s mair welcome than the flowers in May.
Heigh ho! Janet go, pit your wheelie past;
The bonnie lad we luve is coming hame at last.
Song.—“WHEN STARS ARE IN THE QUIET SKY.”
MISS GREENFIELD.
When stars are in the quiet skies,
Then must I pine for thee,
Bend on me, then, thy tender eyes,
As stars look on the sea,
For thoughts like waves that glide by night
Are stillest when they shine;
Bend on me, then, thy tender eyes,
As stars look on the seas.
There is an hour, when angels keep
Familiar watch o’er men,
When scores of souls are wrapt in sleep;
Sweet spirit, meet me then.
There is an hour when holy dreams,
Whose fairest spirit glide,
And in that mystic hour it seems,
Thou should’st be by my side.
Finale.—“WEDDING MARCH.”—Mendelssohn.