O the last ray of feeling and life must depart,
Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my


Yet it was not that nature had shed o'er the scene
Her purest of crystal and brightest of green,-
'T was not the soft magic of streamlet or hill,
Oh no! it was something more exquisite still:

2 'Twas the friends, the beloved of my bosom were

Who made each dear scene of enchantment more


And who felt how the blest charms of nature im-


When we see them reflected from looks that we


Sweet vale of Ovoca! how calm could I rest

In thy bosom of shade with the friends I love best,
Where the storms which we feel in this cold world
shall cease,

And our hearts like thy waters be mingled in peace.



The Singers' Invitation.

TUNE-"Vocal Class Book," p. 80.

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2 Sound, sound the trump of fame!

Ring through the world with loud applause;
Ring through the world with loud applause!
Let every clime to freedom dear,
Listen with a joyful ear.

With equal skill, with steady power,
He governs in the fearful hour
Of horrid war, or guides with ease,
The happier time of honest peace.


Firm, united, let us be,
Rallying round our Liberty;
As a band of brothers joined,
Peace and plenty we shall find.

Be Kind.

1 Be kind to thy father, for when thou wert young,
Who loved thee so fondly as he?

He caught the first accents that fell from thy tongue,
And joined in thy innocent glee.

2 Be kind to thy mother, for lo! on her brow,
May traces of sorrow be seen;

O well mayst thou cherish and comfort her now,
For loving and kind hath she been.

3 Be kind to thy brother, his heart will have dearth,
If the smile of thy love be withdrawn ;
The flowers of feeling will fade at their birth,
If the dews of affection be gone.

4 Be kind to thy sister, not many may know
The depth of true sisterly love;

The wealth of the ocean, lies fathoms below
The surface that sparkles above.

5 Be kind to thy teachers, the burden they bear,
Their spirits are wearing away;

No price for their labor so precious appears,
As the kindness they meet day by day.

6 Be kind to thy school-mates, not long canst thou be
With school-mates to study or play;

Thy kindness will make thee more happy and free,
When school pleasures vanish away.


"Oft in the Stilly Night."

TUNE-See "Juvenile Choir," p. 72.

1 OFT in the stilly night,

Ere slumber's chain has bound me,
Fond memory brings the light

Of other days around me.

The smiles and tears of boyhood's years,

The words of love then spoken,

The eyes that shone, now dimmed and gone,

The cheerful hearts now broken.

Thus in the stilly night,

Ere slumber's chain has bound me,

Sad memory brings the light

Of other days around me.

2 When I remember all

The friends so linked together,
I've seen around me fall,

Like leaves in wintry weather,
I feel like one who treads alone
Some banquet hall deserted,

Whose lights are fled, whose garlands dead,
And all but he departed.


Thus in the stilly night,

Ere slumber's chain has bound me,
Sad memory brings the light

Of other days around me.



TUNE*-See Baker's "School Music Book," p. 94.

Night, shade no longer

Nature entrances;
Darkness retiring

Hastens away.
Beaming with brightness
Morning advances;
Smiling with pleasure,
Welcomes the day.


The Evening Bell.

AIR-See "Song Book of the S. Room," p. 54.

1 Hark! the pealing,

Softly stealing
Evening bell
Sweetly echoes

Down the dell.

*This beautiful strain of music is from "Moise in Egitto " by
Rossini. The words are a free translation of the following stanza.

"La dolce aurora
Che il ciel colora,
Promette un giorno
Piu bello ancor."

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