THOUGH LOST TO SIGHT, TO MEMORY DEAR (_D. & S._ 48)
Tho' lost to sight, to mem'ry dear Thou ever wilt remain, One only hope my heart can cheer: The hope to meet again.
'TIS THE VOICE OF THE SLUGGARD (_M.C._ 9) _Dr. Watts._
'TWAS EVER THUS FROM CHILDHOOD'S HOUR (_O.C.S._ 56, _D.C._ 38)
From 'Lalla Rookh.' Has been set to music by S. Glover, E. Souper, and Verini.
Composer unknown. A very popular song 1850-1860.
It's of a liquor merchant who in London did dwell, He had but one darter, a beautiful gal. Her name it was Dinah, just sixteen years old, And she had a large fortune in silver and gold. To my too-ral-lal loo-ral-li loo-ral-li-day.
WAPPING OLD STAIRS (_U.T._ 3) _J. Percy._
WE MET (_O.C.S._ 36, _S.B.T._ 11) _T.H. Bayly._
The story of a girl who was compelled by her mother to jilt her true love and marry some one else. The story ends with the words misquoted by Swiveller:
The world may think me gay, For my feelings I smother-- Oh! _thou_ hast been the cause Of this anguish, my mother!
O we're a' noddin, nid nid noddin, O we're a' noddin at our house at home; How's o' wi' ye, kimmer? And how do ye thrive, And how many bairns hae ye now? Bairns I hae five.
Said in the _London Singer's Magazine_ (c. 1839) to be written and composed by C. Blondel ('adapted and arranged' might be more correct). The tune is founded on an air known as Malbrough, or Malbrook, which originated during the Duke of Marlborough's campaign, 1704-1709, known as 'The War of the Spanish Succession.'
Words by _J.E. Carpenter_. _Stephen Glover._
This duet was founded upon the question little Paul Dombey asks his sister:
I want to know what it says--the sea, Floy, what is it that it keeps on saying?
In _Irish Melodies_ to the air 'The Fox's Sleep.'
WHEN I WENT TO LUNNON TOWN, SIRS (_G.E._ 15)
Probably original. The nearest I have found to it is--
THE ASTONISHED COUNTRYMAN, OR, A BUSTLING PICTURE OF LONDON.
When first I came to London Town, How great was my surprise, Thought I, the world's turned upside down, Such wonders met my eyes.
When I arrived in London Town, I got my lesson pat, &c.
In 1833 Dickens wrote a travesty called _O' Thello_, in which is a humorous solo of eight lines, to be sung to the air to which the above is set.