A GLEE.
Sung by Messrs. PYNE, NELSON, Miss WITHAM, and Master
LONGHURST.-Composed by Mr. ROOKE.
We, who the wide world make our home;
The barren heath our cheerful bed;
Careless o'er mount and moor we roam,
And never tears of sorrow shed.
But merrily, O! Merrily, O!
Through this world of care we go.
Love, that a palace left in tears,
Flew to our houseless feast of mirth:
For here, unfetter'd, beauty cheers,
The heaven alone that's found on earth!
Then merrily, O! Merrily, O!
Through this world of care we go.
The Gipsy's Home
Thomas Gent
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