GLEE for Four Voices.

LIVE to-day, enjoy each blessing,
Taking what the gods have sent;
Time is ever on us pressing,

Let no moment be misspent:

Then fill the glass and fill the bowl,
May Bacchus still with love agree;
And let each Briton warm his soul
With love, and wine, and liberty.

S. WEBBE.

GLEE for Four Voices.

LOVE and folly were at play,

Both too wanton to be wise;

They fell out, and in the fray,
Folly put out Cupid's eyes.

Straight the criminal was try'd,
And had this punishment assign'd :

Folly should to Love be ty'd,

And condemn'd to lead the blind.

RT. COOKE.

A BALLADE OF WYNTER.

H. CONDELL.-Prize, 1811.

LOUD blowe the wyndes with blustering breath,

And snows fall cold upon the heath,

And hill and vale looke drear;

The torrents foam with headlong roar,
And trees their chilly loads deplore,
And droppe the icy tear.

The little birdes with wishfull eye,
For almes unto my cottage flye,

Sith they can boaste no hoarde;
Sharp in myne house the Pilgrims peep,
But Robin will not distance keepe,
So percheth on my boarde.

Come in, ye little minstrels swete,

And from your feathers shake the sleete,

And warme your freezing bloode;

No cat shall touch a single plume,

Come in sweet choir-nay-fill my room,
And take of grain a treat.

Then flicker gay about my beams,

And hoppe and doe what pleasant seemes,
And be a joyfull throng;

Till spring may cloathe the naked grove,

Then go and build your nests, and love,

And thank me with a song.

Peter Pindar's Poems-Tears and Smiles.

LET

GLEE for Three Voices.

us, my Lesbia, live and love,

Nor cast a moment's thought away; Whether a peevish world approve,

J. S. SMITH.

Or what they think, or what they say:

The sun that sets shall rise again,
But when our short-liv'd day is o'er ;
One long eternal night must reign,
A lasting sleep-to wake no more!

Let us then live and love to-day,
And kiss the fleeting hours away.

From Catullus.

MADRIGAL for Five Voices.

T. MORLEY.-1595.

LADY, those cherries plenty,
Which grow on your lips dainty,
E'er long will fade and languish ;
That now while yet they last them,
O let me pull and taste them.

GLEE for Three Voices.

Dr. CALLCOTT. LONE dweller of the rock, whose echoes mourn So deeply with the sounds of vague complaint, The blessings of thy peaceful mansion spurn, Or with thy portion learn to be content: All Nature's gifts are thine, on ocean's breast The silent moon with dewy lustre streams; And soon as Phoebus brightens in the east, He lights thy chambers with his golden beams, To save it from the storm, with friendly care, Around thy mossy cave, the wild woods tow'r ; Choristers! the choristers of air,

Their grateful notes of adoration pour.

Lone dweller of the rock, to murmur cease,
The cell of solitude should harbour peace.

GLEE for Four Voices.

Rannie.

Dr. COOKE.

LONG may live my lovely Hetty,

Always young, and always pretty.

Dr. Johnson.

R. SPOFFORTH.

GLEE for Four Voices.

L'APE e la serpe spesso
Suggon l'istesso umore ;
Ma l'alimento istesso
Cangiando in lor si va :
Che' della serpe in seno
Il fior si fa veleno ;
In sen dell' ape il fiore
Dolce liquor si fa.

Metastasio

TRANSLATION.

The Bee and the Serpent often sip liquid from the same flower, but the aliment (or food) itself changes in them; for, in the breast of the Serpent, the flower becomes poison; but, in the bosom of the Bee, it becomes honey.

GLEE for Four Voices.

S. WEBBE, Jun.

LET India boast her plants, nor envy we,

The weeping amber, and the balmy tree;
While by our oaks, the precious loads are borne,
And realms commanded, which those trees adorn.
Pope's Windsor Forest.