All

Let none reveal
The thoughts we feel,
The aims we own!
Let joy alone

Disclose the story!
She’ll prove it right
And her delight

Includes the glory,
Includes the bliss
Of days like this!

1813. ——- RINALDO.*

[This Cantata was written for Prince Frederick of Gotha, and set to music by Winter, the Prince singing the part of Rinaldo.—See the Annalen.]

(* See Tasso’s Gerusalemme Liberata, Canto XVI.)

CHORUS.

To the strand! quick, mount the bark!

If no favouring zephyrs blow,

Ply the oar and nimbly row,
And with zeal your prowess mark!

O’er the sea we thus career.