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When a cup to the smile of dear woman goes round, | On Lough Neagh's bank as the fishermen strays,' Oh! remember the smile which adorns her at home. When the clear, cold eve 's declining,

He sees the round towers of other days, In France, when the heart of a woman sets sail,

In the wave beneath him shining ! On the ocean of wedlock its fortune to try,

Thus shall memory often, in dreams sublime, Love seldom goes far in a vessel so frail,

Catch a glimpse of the days that are over; But just pilots her off, and then bids her good-bye!

Thus, sighing, look through the waves of time While the daughters of Erin keep the boy

For the long-faded glories they cover !
Ever smiling beside his faithful oar,
Through billows of woe and beams of joy

The same as he look'd when he left the shore.
Then remember, wherever your goblet is crown'd,

THE SONG OF FIONNUALA.” Through this world whether eastward or westward

Air-Arrah my dear Eveleen. you roam,

SILENT, oh Moyle! be the roar of thy water, When a cup to the smile of dear woman goes round,

Break not, ye breezés, your chain of repose, Oh! remember the smile which adorns her at home. While murmuring mournfully, Lir's lonely daughter

Tells to the night-star her tale of woes.

When shall the swan, her death-note singing,
EVELEEN'S BOWER.

Sleep with wings in darkness furl'd ?

When will Heaven, its sweet bell ringing,
Air-Unknown.

Call my spirit from this stormy world ?
Oh! weep for the hour,
When to Ereleen's bower

Sadly, oh Moyle! to thy winter wave weeping,
The Lord of the valley with false vows came;

Fate bids me languish long ages away;
The moon hid her light

Yet still in her darkness doth Erin lie sleeping,
From the heavens that night,

Still doth the pure light its dawning delay!
And wept behind her clouds o'er the maiden's shame. When will that day-star, mildly springing,
The clouds pass'd soon

Warm our isle with peace and love ?
From the chaste cold moon,

When will Heaven, its sweet bell ringing,
And Heaven smiled again with her vestal flame; Call my spirit to the fields abote?

But none will see the day,

When the clouds shall pass away,
Which that dark hour left upon Eveleen's fame.

COME, SEND ROUND THE WINE.
The white snow lay

AIR-We brought the Summer with us.
On the narrow path-way,

COME, send round the wine, and leave points of be. Where the Lord of the valley cross'd over the moor;

lief
And many a deep print

To simpleton sages, and reasoning fools ;
On the white snow's tint

This moment's a flower too fair and brief,
Show'd the track of his footstep to Eveleen's door. To be withered and stain'd by the dust of the
The next sun's ray

schools. Soon melted away Every trace on the path where the false Lord came; in Ireland. Long before the birth of Christ, we find a heroBut there's a light above

ditary order of chivalry in Ulster, called Cura idhe na CraWhich alone can remove

oibhe ruadh, or the knights of the Red Branch, from their

chief seat in Emania, adjoining to the palace of the Ulster That stain upon the snow of fair Eveleen's fame. kings, called Teagh na Craoibhe ruadh, or the Academy of

the Red Branch; and contiguous to which was a large hospital, founded for the sick knights and soldiers, called Bron

Dhearg, or the house of the sorrowful soldier."-O'HalloLET ERIN REMEMBER THE DAYS OF OLD. ran's Introduction, etc. part. i

. chap. 5.

1 It was an old tradition, in the time of Giraldos, that AIR-The Red Fox.

Lough Neagh had been originally a fountain, by whose sud

den overflowing the country was inundated, and a whole reLET Erin remember the days of old,

gion, like the Atlantis of Plato, overwhelmed. He says that Ere her faithless sons betray'd her;

ihe fishermen, in clear weather, used to point out to stran

gers the tall ecclesiastical towers under the water. "PiscaWhen Malachi wore the collar of gold,'

tores aquæ illius turres ecclesiasticas, quæ more patriæ arcWhich he won from her proud invader; tæ sunt et altæ, necnon et rotundæ, sub undis manifeste, When her kings, with standard of green unfurld, sereno tempore conspiciunt et extraneis transeuntibus, reiLed the Red-Branch Knights to danger ;

que causas admirantibus, frequenter ostendunt."--Topogt.

Hib. Dist. 2. c. 9. Ere the emerald gem of the western world

2 To make this story intelligible in a song, would require Was set in the crown of a stranger.

a much greater number of verses than any one is authorised to inflict upon an audience at once'; the reader must there

fore be content to learn, in a note, that Fionnuala, the 1 “This brought on an encounter between Malachi (the daughter of Lir, was, by some supernatural power, transformMonarch of Ireland in the tenth century) and the Danes, in ed into a swan, and condemned to wander, for many hundred which Malachi defeated two of their champions, whom he years, over certain lakes and rivers in Ireland, till the encountered successively hand to hand, taking a collar of coming of Christianity, when the first sound of the mass-bolt gold from the neck of one, and carrying off the sword of the was to be the signal of her releaso.-I found this fanciful other, as trophies of his victory."-Warner's History of fiction among some manuscript translations from the Irish, Ireland, vol. I. book 9.

which were begun under the direction of that enlightened 9 “Military orders of knights were very early established I friend of Ireland, the late Counters of Moira.

Your glass may be purple and mine may be blue, Thou wouldst still be adored, as this moment thou But, while they are filled from the same bright bowl,

art, The fool who would quarrel for difference of hue Let thy loveliness fade as it will, Deserves not the comforts they shed o'er the soul. And around the dear ruin, each wish of my heart

Would entwine itself verdantly still ! Shall I ask the brave soldier, who fights by my side

In the cause of mankind, if our creeds agree? It is not while beauty and youth are thine own, Shall I give up the friend I have valued and tried,

And thy cheeks unprofaned by a tear, If kneel not before the same altar with me?

That the fervour and faith of a soul can be known, From the heretic girl of my soul shall I fly,

To which time will but make thee more dear! To seek somewhere else a more orthodox kiss ?

Oh! the heart that has truly loved, never forgets, No! perish the hearts and the laws that try

But as truly loves on to the close, Truth, valour, or love, by a standard like this!

As the sun-flower turns on her god, when he sets,

The same look which she turn'd when he rose !

SUBLIME WAS THE WARNING.
AIR-The Black Joke.

No. III.
SUBLIME was the warning which Liberty spoke,
And grand was the moment when Spaniards awoke

Into life and revenge from the conqueror's chain! TO THE MARCHIONESS DOWAGER OF Oh, Liberty ! let not this spirit have rest,

DONEGAL Till it move, like a breeze, o'er the waves of the

While the Publisher of these Melodies very prowestGive the light of your look to each sorrowing spot,

perly inscribes them to the Nobility and Gentry of Nor, oh! be the Shamrock of Erin forgot,

Ireland in general, I have much pleasure in selecting While you add to your garland the Olive of Spain !

one from that number to whom my share of the Work

is particularly dedicated. Though your Ladyship has If the fame of our fathers bequeath'd with their rights, been so long absent from Ireland, I know that you Give to country its charm, and to home its delights, remember it well and warmly—that you have not If deceit be a wound and suspicion a stain

allowed the charm of English society, like the taste Then, ye men of Iberia! our cause is the same:

of the lotus, to produce oblivion of your country, but And oh! may his tomb want a tear and a name,

that even the humble tribute which I offer derives its Who would ask for a nobler, a holier death, chief claim upon your interest from the appeal which Than to turn his last sigh into victory's breath it makes to your patriotism. Indeed, absence, how. For the Shamrock of Erin and Olive of Spain ! ever fatal to some affections of the heart, rather

strengthens our love for the land where we were Ye Blakes and O'Donnels, whose fathers resigned born; and Ireland is the country, of all others, which The green hills of their youth, among strangers to find an exile must remember with enthusiasm. Those few That repose which at home they had sigh'd for in darker and less amiable traits, with which bigotry vain,

and misrule have stained her character, and which Join, join in our hope that the flame, which you light, are too apt to disgust us upon a nearer intercourse, May be felt yet in Erin, as calm and as bright, become softened at a distance, or altogether invisible ; And forgive even Albion, while blushing she draws, and nothing is remembered but her virtues and her Like a truant, her sword, in the long-slighted cause misfortunes—the zeal with which she has always Of the Shamrock of Erin and Olive of Spain ! | loved liberty, and the barbarous policy which has

always withheld it from her--the ease with which God prosper the cause !-oh! it cannot but thrive,

her generous spirit might be conciliated, and the cruel While the pulse of one patriot heart is alive, Its devotion to feel, and its rights to maintain.

ingenuity which has been exerted to “wring her into

undutifulness.'' Then how sainted by sorrow its martyrs will die!

It has oficn been remarked, and oftener felt, that The finger of Glory shall point where they lie,

our music is the truest of all comments upon our hisWhile, far from the footstep of coward or slave, The young Spirit of Freedom shall shelter their tory. The tone of defiance, succeeded by the lan

guor of despondency-a burst of turbulence dying grave,

away into softness--the sorrows of one moment lost Beneath Shamrocks of Erin and Olives of Spain. in the levity of the next-and all that romantic mix

ture of mirth and sadness, which is naturally pro

duced by the efforts of a lively temperament, to shake BELIEVE ME, IF ALL THOSE ENDEARING off, or forget, the wrongs which lie upon it :-such YOUNG CHARMS.

are the features of our history and character, which Air-My Lodging is on the cold Ground.

we find strongly and faithfully reflected in our music;

and there are many airs which, I think, it is difficult BELIEVE me, if all those endearing young charms, Which I gaze on so fondly to-day,

1 A phrase which occurs in a letter from the Earl of DesWere to change by to-morrow, and feet in my arms, mond to the Earl of Ormond, in Elizabeth's timo.-Scri Like fairy gifts fading away!

nia Sacra, as quoted by Curry.

to listen to, without recalling some period or event to thinking that it is possible to love our country very which their expression seems peculiarly applicable. zealously, and to feel deeply interested in her honour Sometimes, when the strain is open and spirited, yet and happiness, without believing that Irish was the shaded here and there by a mournful recollection, we language spoken in Paradise;' that our ancestors were can fancy that we behold the brave allies of Mon- kind enough to take the trouble of polishing the trose,' marching to the aid of the royal cause, notwith- Greeks;? or that Abaris, the Hyperborean, was a na standing all the perfidy of Charles and his ministers, tive of the North of Ireland.” and remembering just enough of past sufferings to By some of these archæologists, it has been imaenhance the generosity of their present sacrifice. gined that the Irish were early acquainted with counThe plaintive melodies of Carolan take us back to the ter-point;a and they endeavour to support this contimes in which he lived, when our poor countrymen jecture by a well-known passage in Giraldus, where were driven to worship their God in caves, or to quit he dilates, with such elaborate praise, upon the beaufor ever the land of their birth (like the bird that ties of our national minstrelsy. But the terms of this abandons the nest which human touch has violated ;) eulogy are too vague, too deficient in technical accuand in many a song do we hear the last farewell of racy, to prove that even Giraldus himself knew any the exile,’ mingling regret for the ties he leaves at thing of the artifice of counter-point. There are home, with sanguine expectations of the honours many expressions in the Greek and Latin writers that await him abroad—such honours as were won on which might be cited, with much more plausibility, :he field of Fontenoy, where the valour of Irish to prove that they understood the arrangement of Catholics turned the fortune of the day in favour of music in parts;' yet I believe it is conceded in genethe French, and extorted from George the Second ral by the learned, that, however grand and pathetic that memorable exclamation, “Cursed be the laws the melodies of the ancients may have been, it was which deprive me of such subjects !"

reserved for the ingenuity of modern Science to Though much has been said of the antiquity of our transmit the “light of Song" through the variegating music, it is certain that our finest and most popular prism of Harmony. airs are modern; and perhaps we may look no fur- Indeed the irregular scale of the early Irish (in ther than the last disgraceful century for the origin which, as in the music of Scotland, the interval of of most of those wild and melancholy strains, which the fourth was wanting) must have furnished but were at once the offspring and solace of grief, and wild and refractory subjects to the harmonist. It was which were applied to the mind, as music was for only when the invention of Guido began to be known, merly to the body, "decantare loca dolentia." Mr. Pinkerton is of opinionthat none of the Scotch

1 See Advertisement to the Transactions of the Gaelic popular airs are as old as the middle of the sixteenth Society of Dublia. century; and, though musical antiquaries refer us, 2 O'Halloran, vol. 1. part 1. chap. 6. for some of our melodies, to so early a period as the

3 Id. ib. chap. 7.

4 It is also supposed, but with as little proof, that they fifth century, I am persuaded that there are few, of a understood the diesis, or enharmonic interval. –The Greeks civilized description (and by this I mean to exclude seems to have forned their ears to this delicate gradation of all the savage Ceanans, cries, * etc.) which can claim the way

of its practical use, we must agree with Mersenne

sound: and, whatever difficulties or objections may lie in quite so ancient a date as Mr. Pinkerton allows to (Préludes de l'ilarmonie, quest. 7,) that the thcory of music the Scotch. But music is not the only subject upon would be imperfect without it; and, oven in p'actice (as which our taste for antiquity is rather unreasonably Florid Song, chap. 1. scc. 10,) ihere is no good performer indulged; and, however heretical it may be to dis- on the violin wbó does not make a sensible difference besent from these romantic speculations, I cannot help tween D sharp and E flat, though, from the imperfection

of the instrument, they are the same notes upon the piano

forte. The effect of modulation by enharinonic transitions 1 There are some gratifying accounts of the gallantry of is also very striking and beautiful. these Irish auxiliarics in " The Complete History of the

5 The words 7700X12.2.0% and stspo Quyts, in a pasage of Wars in Scotland, under Montrose" (1960.) See particularly, Plato, and some expressions of Cicero, in Fragment. lib. ii for the conduct of an Irishman at the battle of Aberdeen, de Republ. induced the Abbé Fragnier to maintain that the chap. 6. p. 49; and, for a tribute to the bravery of Colonel goeients had a knowledge of counter-point. M. Burette, O'Kyan, chap. 7. p. 55. Clarendon owns that the Marquis however, has answered him, I think, satisfactorily.-(Exaof Montrose was indebted for much of his miraculous anc- men d'un passage de Platon, in the 3d vol. of llistoire de cess to this small band of Irish heroes under Macdonnell. l'Acad.) M. Huet is of opinion Pensées Diverses) that

2 The associations of the Hindu Music, though more obwhat Cicero says of the music of the spheres, in his dream vious and defined, were far less touching and characteristic. of Scipio, is sufficient to prove an acquaintance with harThey divided their songs according to the seasons of the mony; but one of the strongest passages which I recollect year, by which (ways Sir William Jones) "they were able in favour of the supposition, occurs in the Treatise, attributed io recal the memory of autumnal merriment, at ihe close of to Aristotle, Ilspo Korhou--Mourixn de octus apa *** Rxthe harvest, or of separation and melancholy during the cold pris, *. T. A. months," etc. Asiatic Transactions, vol. 3, on the Musi- 6 Another lawless peculiarity of our music is the frequency cal Modes of the Hindus. What the Abbe du Bos says of of what composers call consecutive fifths; but this is an the symphonies of Lully, may be asserted, with much more irregularity which can hardly be avoided by persons not probability, of our bold and impassioned airs :-"Elles au- very conversant with the rules of composition; indeed, if I roient produit de ces effets, qui nous paroissent fabuleux may venture to cite my own wild attoinpis in this way, it is dans le récit des anciens, si on les avoit fait entendre à des a fault which I find myself continually committing, and bommes d'un natural nussi vif que les Athéniens."-Rejler. which has sometimes appeared so pleasing to my ear, that sur la peinture, etc. tom. 1. sect. 45.

I have surrendered it to the critic with considerable reluc3 Dissertation, prefixed to the second volume of his Scot- tance. May there not be a little podantry in adhering too tish Ballads.

rigidly to this rule ?--I have been told that there are instan4 Of which some genuine specimens may be found at the ces in Haydo of an undieguised succession of fifths; and end of Mr. Walker's work upon the Irish Bards. Mr. Bun- Mr. Shield, in his Introduction to Harmony, socms lo intiting has disfigured his last splendid volume by too many of mate that Handel has been sometimes guilty of the same these barbarous rhapsodica.

lirregularity

and the powers of the harp' were enlarged by addi- for singing each air, to restore the regularity of its tional strings, that our melodies took the sweet cha- form, and the chaste simplicity of its character. racter which interests us at present; and, while the I must again observe, that, in doubting the anti Scotch persevered in the old mutilation of the scale, quity of our music, my scepticism extends but to those our music became gradually more amenable to the polished specimens of the art, which it is difficult to laws of harmony and counter-point.

conceive anterior to the dawn of modern improveIn profiting, however, by the improvements of the ment; and that I would by no means invalidate the moderns, our style still kept its originality sacred from claims of Ireland to as early a rank in the annals of their refinements; and, though Carolan had frequent minstrelsy as the most zealous antiquary may be inopportunities of hearing the works of Geminiani, and clined to allow her. In addition, indeed, to the power other masters, we but rarely find him sacrificing his which music must always have possessed over the native simplicity to the ambition of their ornaments, minds of a people so ardent and susceptible, the stior affectation of their science. In that curious com- mulus of persecution was not wanting to quicken our position, indeed, called his Concerto, it is evident that taste into enthusiasm; the charms of song were enhe laboured to imitate Corelli; and this union of man- nobled with the glories of martyrdom, and the acts ners, so very dissimilar, produces the same kind of against minstrels, in the reigns of Henry VIII. and uneasy sensation which is felt at a mixture of different Elizabeth, were as successful, I doubt not, in making styles of architecture. Io general, however, the artless my countrymen musicians, as the penal laws have flow of our music has preserved itself free from all been in keeping them Catholics. tinge of foreign innovation, and the chief corruptions, With respect to the verses which I have written of which we have to complain, arise from the unskil- for these Melodies, as they are intended rather to be ful performance of our own itinerant musicians, from sung than read, I can answer for their sound with whom, too frequently, the airs are noted down, en- somewhat more confidence than their sense; yet, it cumbered by their tasteless decorations, and respon- would be affectation to deny that I have given much sible for all their ignorant anomalies. Though it be attention to the task, and that it is not through want sometimes impossible to trace the original strain, yet, of zeal or industry, if I unfortunately disgrace the in most of them, “auri per ramos aura refulget,"'* the sweet airs of my country, by poetry altogether unpure gold of the melody shines through the ungrace- worthy of their taste, their energy, and their tenful foliage which surrounds it; and the most delicate derness. and difficult duty of a compiler is to endeavour, as Though the humble nature of my contributions to much a possible, by retrenching these inelegant super. this work may exempt them from the rigours of liteAuities, and collating the various methods of playing rary criticisms, it was not to be expected that those

touches of political feeling, those tones of national | A singular oversight occurs in An Essay upon the Irish complaint, in which the poetry sometimes sympa. Harp, by Mr. Beauford, which is inserted in the Appendix thizes with the music, would be suffered to pass withaccording to Bromton, in the reign of Henry II had iwo out censure or alarm. It has been accordingly said, kinds of harps, 'Hibernici tamen in duobus musici generis that the tendency of this publication is mischievous,' instrumentis, quamvis præcipitem et velocem, suavem tamen and that I have chosen these airs but as a vehicle of and pleasing" —How a man of Mr. Beauford's learning dangerous politics—as fair and precious vessels (to could so mistake the meaning, and mutilate the grammatical borrow an image of St. Augustin?) from which the construction of this extract, is unaccountable. The follow- wine of error might be administered. To those who quires but little Latin to perceive the injustice which has identify nationality with treason, and who see, in been done to the words of the old chronicler : --" Et cum every effort for Ireland, a system of hostility towards Scotia, bujus terræ filia, utatur lyra, tympano et choro, ac England,—to those too, who, nursed in the gloom of musici generis instrumentis, quamvis præcipitem et velo- prejudice, are alarmed by the faintest gleam of libecenr, suavem tamen et jucundam, crispatis modulis et intri- rality that threatens to disturb their darkness (like that catis notulis, efficiunt 'harmoniam." ---Hist. Anglic. Script. Demophon of old, who, when the sun shone upon pag. 1075. I should not have thought this error worth remarking, but that the compiler of the Dissertation on the him, shivered!')—to such men I shall not deign to Harp, prefixed to Mr. Bunting's last Work, hus adopted it apologize for the warmth of any political sentiment implicitly.

'The Scotch lay claim to some of our best airs, but there which may occur in the course of these pages. But, are strong trails of difference between their molodies and as there are many, among the more wise and tolenurs. They had formerly the same passion for robbing or rant, who, with feeling enough to mourn over the of our Suints, and the learned Dempster was, for this offence, called “ The Saint Stealer." I suppose it was an Irishman, wrongs of their country, and sense enough to perwho, by way of reprisal, stole Dempster's beautiful wife ceive all the danger of not redressing them, may yet from him at Pisa. --Seo this anecdote in the Pinacotheca of think that allusions in the least degree bold or infiamErythræus, part i. page 25.

3 Among other false refinements of the art, our music matory should be avoided in a publication of this (with the exception perhaps of the air called " Mamma, popular description—I beg of these respected pez Mamma," and one or two more of the same ludicrous description,) has avoided that puerile mimickry of patural noises, motions, etc. which disgraces so often the works of I See Letters, under the signatures of Timæus, etc. in the even the yreal Handel himself. D'Alembert ought to have Morning Post, Pilot, and other papers. had butter taste than to become the patron of this imitalive allectation.-Discours. Préliminaire de l' Encyclopedie.

2 "Non accuso verba, quasi vasa electa atque pretiosa; The reader may find some good remarks on the subject in scd cimim crroris, quod cum cis nobis propinatur."--Lib. I Avison upon Musical Expression ; a work which, though under the name of Avison, was written, it is said, by Dr. 3 This emblem of modern bigots was head-butler (opet Brown.

11070105) to Alexander the Greal.--Sent. Enpir. Porth 4 Virgil, Æneid, lib. 6. v. 204.

Hypoth. lib. i.

.

cap. 16.

sons to believe, that there is no one who deprecates | May the mind which such talents adorn, continue more sincerely than I do any appeal to the passions calm as it is bright, and happy as it is virtuous ! of an ignorant and angry multitude; but, that it is Believe me, your Ladyship's not through that gross and inflammable region of

Grateful Friend and Servant, society a work of this nature could ever have been

THOMAS MOORE intended to circulate. It looks much higher for its Dublin, January, 1810. audience and readers—it is found upon the pianofortes of the rich and the educated-of those who can afford to have their national zeal a little stimula

ERIN! OH ERIN! ted, without exciting much dread of the excesses into which it may hurry them; and of many, whose

AIR-Thamama Hella. nerves may be, now and then, alarmed with advan. Like the bright lamp that shone in Kildare's holy tage, as much more is to be gained by their fears, fane,' than could ever be expected from their justice. And burn'd through long ages of darkness and Having thus adverted to the principal objection

storm, which has been hitherto made to the poetical part of Is the heart that afflictions have come o'er in vain, this work, allow me to add a few words in defence Whose spirit outlives them, unfading and warm ! of my ingenious coadjutor, Sir John Stevenson, who Erin! oh Erin! thus bright, through the tears has been accused of having spoiled the simplicity of Of a long night of bondage, thy spirit appears ! the airs, by the chromatic richness of his symphonies. The nations have fallen, and thou still art young, and the elaborate variety of his harmonies. We might cite the example of the admirable Haydn, who has

Thy sun is but rising, when others are set ; sported through all the mazes of musical science, in And though slavery's cloud o'er thy morning hath

hung, his arrangement of the simplest Scottish melodies;

The full moon of freedom shall beam round theo but it appears to me, that Sir John Stevenson has brought a national feeling to this task, which it would

yet. be in vain to expect from a foreigner, however taste

Erin! oh Erin! though long in the shade, ful or judicious. Through many of his own compo

Thy star will shine out, when the proudest shall fade! sitions we trace a vein of Irish sentiment, which Unchilld by the rain, and unwaked by the wind, points him out as peculiarly suited to catch the spirit

The lily lies sleeping through winter's cold hour, of his country's music; and, far from agreeing with Till spring, with a touch, her dark slumber unbind, those critics who think that his symphonies have no

And day-light and liberty bless the young flower.? thing kindred with the airs which they introduce, 1 Erin ! oh Erin! thy winter is past, would say that, in general, they resemble those illu- And the hope that lived through it shall blossom at minated initials of old manuscripts, which are of the

Jast. same character with the writing which follows, though more highly coloured' and more curiously ornamented.

DRINK TO HER. In those airs which are arranged for voices, his skill has particularly distinguished itself; and, though

Air-Heigh oh ! my Jackey it cannot be denied that a single melody most natu- Drink to her, who long rally expresses the language of feeling and passion, Hath waked the poet's sigh; yet, often, when a favourite strain has been dismissed, The girl who gave to song as having lost its charm of novelty for the ear, it re- What gold could never buy. turns, in a harmonized shape, with new claims upon Oh! woman's heart was made our interest and attention; and to those who study For minstrel hands alone; the delicate artifices of composition, the construction By other fingers play'd, of the inner parts of these pieces must afford, I think, It yields not half the tone. considerable satisfaction. Every voice has an air to Then here's to her, who long itself, a flowing succession of notes, which might be Hath waked the poet's sigh, heard with pleasure, independent of the rest, so art- The girl who gave to song fully has the harmonist (if I may thus express it) ga- What gold could never buy! velled the melody, distributing an equal portion of its sweetness to every part.

At Beauty's door of glass

When Wealth and Wit once stood, If your Ladyship s love of Music were not known to me, I should not have hazarded so long a letter

They ask'd her " which might pass ?"

She answer'd, “ he who could.” upon the subject ; but as, probably, I may have presumed 'oo far upon your partiality, the best revenge you can take is to write me just as long a letter upon which Giraldus mentions, " Apud Kildariam occurrit Ignis

1 The inextinguishable fire of St. Bridgel, at Kildare, Painting; and I promise to attend to your theory of Sancım Brigidir, quem inextinguibilem vocant; non quod the art, with a pleasure only surpassed by that which extingui non possit, sed quod tam solicite moniales et sancta I have so often derived from your practice of it.- mulieres ignem, suppetente materia, fovent et nuiriunt, ut a

tempore virginis per tot annorum curricula semper mansit

inextinctus."--Girald. Camb. de Mirabil. Hibern. Dis. 2. 1 The word "chromatich might have been used here, 2 Mrs. H. Tighe, in her exquisite lines on the lily, has ap without any violence to its meaning.

plied this image to a still more important subject

c. 34.

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