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Concert in aid of the Jubilee Hospital, Institute Hall, View Street, Monday evening, May 29th, 1893 Arion Club (Victoria, B.C.) 1893

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(concert  in,   aid   of i\\e   dJubilee    jinspitql
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VIEW STREET
,Monday   Evening,   May  29th,   1893
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UNIVERSITY
OF VICTORIA
LIBRARY
The Club will be assisted by
MISS HEATHFIELD
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P-ART
Ecee quam bonum,
Quamque jueundum,
Habitare fratres in unum.
1.  The  Rhine. #        {?.  4<ucken
What beauty Here the vision fills ?
The meadows, the forests, the valleys, the hills,
The beautiful stream, the pure golden wine.
Come fill your cups to the glorious Ehine,
A glass to the German Khine.
What beauty here the vision fills ?
The river rolls past the bright verdure clad hills
That give to the world the clear sparkling wine.
Hurrah ! hurrah ! for the glorious Ehine,
A glass to the German Rhine.
What beauty here the vision fills ?
No stream in the wide world such pleasure instills,
Where music is nursed as well as the wine. .
Good wine and music are thine, they are thine.
A glass to the German Rhine.
.''.;■    ■
: 2.   "The Younq  JVIusicians. P-   "Ku.cken
We are the young musicians,
Who go from place to place,
And watch at eve the windows,
Where beauty shows its face.
And where they bid us welcome,
Sweet lips and sparkling eyes,
From pipe and string concordant,
Sweet sounds full soon arise.
We sing of glossy ringlets,
We sing of dusky sheen,
From eyes which mild are beaming
Like glow worms on the green.
Among the forms that gather
To hear our serenade,
There's one, the never-failing,
A fair and lovely maid.
When she is nigh, then lighter
The strains begin to rise ;
They find a kindred feeling,
We read it in her eyes.
G( od night, thou lovely maiden,
May nought disturb thy rest,
May angels stand around thee,
And guard thee like the blest ;
And in thy dreamy visions
My image be impressed.
Repose in sweetest slumbers,
Thoti fairest of thy. kind,
And may the morning find thee
With heart to me inclined :
Sweet repose.
.We are the young musicians,
;     Who go from place to place,
And watch at eve the windows,
'Where beauty shows its 'face.
From place to place we go.
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4.   -A Toast. Zfdlner
Health to the fairest we pledge ;
Health to the fairest.
Quaff it at beauty's shrine.
Pledge it, O pledge it
In cups of golden wine ;
Here's a health to all that's fair.
Health to the bravest we pledge ;
Health to the bravest,
Quaff it at valor's shrine,
Crown the high brow with
A wreath of verdant vine ;
Here's a health to all that's brave. 5.   'I he   [mage of the  [Aose. ty.   r\eichardt
SOLO TENOR.      MR. RUSSELL.
While thro' a peaceful valley straying, ^—S
A rose fresh blooming met my sight,
Such ample store of charms displaying,
My bosom felt unknown delight.
With fragrant moss around it swelling,
Appeared the gem of lustre mild ;
Oh never from a faiier dwelling,
The angel face of virtue smiled.
A pleasing shuddering sense came o'er me, ,
I felt new life within me bound,
While gazing on -the flower before me, •   .
On earth such rapture ne'er was found.
That image of celestial pleasure, .
Upon my heart is deeply traced ;
It is my bosom's dearest treasure,
And never can it be effaced.
When sorrow's clouds are round me lowering,
'-•■". " At once the rose's form appears,
'. •.   A charm each anguish overpowering,
To still my sighs, to dry my tears.
Oh flower, that mid the darkness.springing,
By Heaven's decree upon me shone ; •
To thee my heart is fondly clinging,
And will not cease till life is gone.
Beautiful form, oh ! tarry with me.
* *y I he    1 hree  (f,hafers.
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There were three young and gallant chafers,
Who with a merry hum,
In dew their noses dipping,
As tipsy grew with sipping,
As any cask of rum.
And soon they found a lovely flower,
As tempting as a plum ;
They all at once were bitten,
They all were deeply smitten,
Thus chafers can soft become.
The pretty flower was wide awake,
And artfuller than some,
She called her aunt the spider,
And begged she would provide her
A maze to hold like gum.
Her aunt the spider heard the call,
And came like Fee-Faw-Fum.
At once the net she spun well,
And when she thought it done well,
Within it sat quite dumb.
And while she sat she watched her prey,
■   • And when she saw them come,
She pounced upon the chafers,
And sucked them thin as wafers,      . ■
They never more could hum.
" The flower, though lovely, had a heart
As hollow as a drum ;
She laughed, and said, " We've caught'ye,
" Fine chafers, and we've taught ye
" That love is all a hum." PART II.
The vUz. ■'-;.  , P. A. foe
Hark ! hark ! now rumbles the bass,
Now haste the dancers to place,
Then haste to the dance.
Dearest maiden dance with me,
Canst thou refuse me, wilt thou not choose me ?
Come, O come and join the dance,
While we enjoy it may, let us be gay.
What were the world without dance.
Circling round in mazy dance,
Flashing eyes with pleasure glance,
Making rapture, joy, heave in every breast.
From those lips so smiling,
All my heart beguiling,
Could I snatch one fond kiss,
Bliss indeed were mine ;
Dearest maiden dance ever with me.
Thou my loveliest maiden,
With charms richly laden,
With thee, mine alone, can I happy be.
Soon ends the ball, dance one and all :
Now the festive dance is o'er.
Grant, sweet enslaver, only one favor ;
But one rose, I'll ask no more,
Give me as pledge of thine ;
Wilt thou be mine ?
Now the gay festive hour at an end,
Let us then go, let us homeward wend,
And to each one a parting good night,
Now fare thee well;
Good night !
< 8.   ©  World!   thou art Wondrous fair. p.   .yiiller
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SOLO SOPRANO.       MISS HEATHFIELD.
O world, thou art wondrous fair,
The birds they all know it well,
While over the woods they flutter,
And joyful sweet carols they utter ;
To the heavens their melodies swell.
Oh world, thou art wondrous fair,
They know it the waters all,
Reflected in them all nature
Stands, mountain, and mead, and creature,
And the clouds as they float and fall.
The minstrels and painters know it,
So does many a shepherd boy ;
They copy it and feel it,
And those who sing reveal it,
Their hearts are so full of joy.
9.    Violin  qDoIo. Ljegeride. j\.
MR. E. WOLFF,   L. C. M.
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10.    I he   ylappiest Lfand, $. |_f   yiatton
There sat one day in quiet,
By an alehouse on the Rhine,
Four hale and hearty fellows,
And drank the precious wine.
The landlord's daughter filled their cups,
Around the rustic board ;
Then sat they all so calm and still,
And spake not one rude word. ——-
But when the maid departed,
A Swabian raised his hand
And cried, all hot and flushed with wine,
" Long live the the Swabian land."
" The greatest kingdom upon earth
" Can not with that compare.
" With all the stout and hardy men,
.   " And the nutbrown maidens there."
" Ha !" cried a Saxon, laughing,
And dashed his beard with wine,
" I had rather live in Lapland,
"Than that Swabian land of thine."
" The goodliest land on all the earth,
" It is the Saxon land:
" There have I as many maidens
" As fingers on this hand."
"Hold your tongues, both Swabian and Saxon I"
A bold Bohemian cried,
" If there's a heaven upon this earth,
"In Bohemia it lies."
" There the tailor blows the flute,
" And the cobbler blows the horn,
" And the miner blows the bugle,
" Over mountain gorge and bourne."
And then the landlord's daughter
Up to heaven raised her hand,
And said, " Ye may no more contend ;
" There lies the happiest land." f
11.  JVlynheer Vanduqck. e)ir   j\.
Mynheer Vandunck, tho' he never was drunk,
Sipp'd brandy and water gaily ;
And he quenched his thirst with two quarts of the first
To a pint of the latter daily,
Singing "Oh ! that a Dutchman's draught could be
" As deep as the roiling Zuyder Zee."
•' Water well mingled with spirit good store,
" No Hollander dreams of scorning ;
" But of water alone he drinks no more
" Than a rose supplies, when a dewdrop lies
" On its bloom in a summer morning."
" For a Dutchman's draught should potent be,
"Tho' deep as the rolling Zuyder Zee." JVIB IMBEDS
Op THE
Ariojsi CliUb
1893,
FIRST TEJJOR
Keith, J. 0. M.
MlDDLETON, K. J.
Russblii, E. H.
Thomas, A. J.
Wolff, E.
Wootton, S. Y.
FIRST BBSS
Jacob, E. A.
Kent, H.
Martin, J. E.
Monro, R. R.
Pegram, W. H.
WoLEASTON, F.
SEC0J4D  TEflOR
ASPLAKD, A. S.
Floyd, J. S.
Goodwin, W. S.
Hood, A.
KlNGHAM, J.
SECOND BHSS
Booth, G. W.
Grizzelle, E.
Henwood, Geo.
Jay, Geo.
Rhodes, C. W.
Wollaston, P.
conductor
Wm. Greig.

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