JUDITH. Fire, fword and ruin, chains and death In thund'ring voice his threats bespeak; Is crush'd by unexpected fate; The tempeft roars, the clouds fubfide; CHORUS, &c. JUDITH. Difpers'd, abandon'd, and forlorn, Nor were they giants, us'd t' affail CHORUS, &c. EFFETTI DELLA PA CE CANTATA Del METASTASI O. IN prato, in forefta, Sia l' alba, o la fera, Se dorme talór, Non turba, non desta La tromba guerriera Dal fonno il paftor. Le madri ficure D' infidie, e perigli Se i teneri figli Si ftringono al petto, Impulfo è d'affetto, Non piu' di timor. O R THE EFFECTS OF PEACE, A S O N G. By METASTASIO. IF in the wood, or on the lawn, At close of eve, or morning dawn, The shepherd swain repofe; Rous'd by the trumpet's clangor dread, Free from the thought that fancy feeds. Of reckless rage, and murd'rous deeds, And swift deftroying fires, If to the mother's melting breast With tender force her babe be preft, No fear the clafp infpires. |