page 58 (seq. 50)

the light of the moon
Dry be that tear my gentlest love
Words by R.B. Sheridan Esq.
set to music by J. Hewitt
pi andante for dim
dry be that tear my gentlest love, be hush'd that
strugling sigh not seasons, day nor fate shall prove more fisc'd, more true
than I hush'd be that sigh be dry that
fear, lease boding doubt cease anxious fear.
Ask'd of thou how long my woes shall stay
When all thats new is past?
How long oh Delia can I say,
How long my life will last
Dry be that tear be hush'd that sigh
At least Ill love thee till I die

And does that afflict she too
The thought of Sylvios death,
That he who only breaths for you
Must yield that fatal breath?
Hush'd be that sigh be dry that tear
Nor let us loose our heaven here.