MRS. HENRY THOMPSON AND MISS ROSINA BENTLEY. GERMAN SONG.--"MY HEART'S ON THE RHINE."--SPEYER. HERR PISCHEK. My heart's on the Rhine, near my youth's early home, My heart's on the Rhine wheresoever I roam; No river, no country, in all the wide world, Can match with the Rhine and the land of my birth. Amid the gay dance or when sparkles the wine, Still wherever I am, my heart's on the Rhine. I think with delight on thy broad golden stream, Thy vineyards that smile 'neath the sun's glowing beam; Thy castles that frown from the rock's dizzy height, Thy warriors so brave and thy maidens so bright. My dear native land, may all blessings be thine, Wheresoever I roam, my heart's on the Rhine. My heart's on the Rhine, near my youth's early home, My heart's on the Rhine wheresoever I roam. DUETTO.--"TUTTO DI TE SOLECITTO."--DONIZETTI. MISS LOUISA PYNE AND SIGNOR GARDONI. BALLAD.--"SWEET HOME."--WRIGHTON. MISS STABBACH. The dearest spot on earth to me Is home, sweet home; The fairy land I long to see Is home, sweet home. There how charm'd the sense of hearing, There where love is so endearing, All the world is not so cheering As home, sweet home. I've taught my heart the way to prize My home, sweet home; I've learned to look with lover's eyes On home, sweet home. There where vows are truly plighted, There where hearts are so united, All the world besides I've slighted, For home, sweet home. _Fantasia_.--(_Violoncello._)--PIATTI. ARIA--"ERNANI, ERNANI, INVOLAMI."--VERDI. MRS. WOKIE. Sortie è la notte, e Silva non ritorna! Ah, non tornasse ei piû! Questo odiato veglio, Che quale immon pospettro ognor m'insegu Col favellar d' amore, Più sempre Ernani mi configge in core. Ernani! Ernani, involami, All' abborrito amplesso. Fuggiam--se teco vivere Mi sia d' amor concesso. Per antri e lande inospite Ti seguirà il mio piè. Un Eden di delizia. Saran quegli antri a me. Tutto sprezzo che d' Ernani Non favella a questo core, Non v' ha gamma che in amore Possa l' odio tramotar, Vola, o tempo, e presto reca Di mia fuga il lieto istante Vola, o tempo, al core amante. A FIRE-SIDE SONG.--WALLACE. MISS GREENFIELD. When the children are asleep, And the early stars retire, What a pleasant world comes back In the toil of day forgot; And the shadows of the past How they gather round the fire With the friends beloved in years, When the fear of death was not. Then we see the haw thorn hedge Newly silvered o'er by May, And the ash tree lithe and tall, Where the mavis loved to sing; And the orchard on the slope, With its rosy apples gay; And the elder dark with fruit That was mirrored in the spring, When the children are asleep.