52 ORPHEUS AND EURYDICE,

SONG.

(OrPHEUS, accompanying himself on the organ.)

 

Arr.— Marble Halls. *

THE minstrel boy, to Old Scratch, has gone
For his wife in hopes to find her,
The monster organ he has girded on,
Of a wild Italian grinder.
Sound of woe! said the wand’ring bard,
As all the world so fears thee,
E’en Pluto’s self—clean off his guard
Will be thrown, when e’er he hears thee.

*The author has taken care to select two airs, which may be found arranged on almost
any organ.