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PC.767.194
16-23 Nov 1767:1731,1732 (1/44)
On Tuesday last was held the public commencement in the
College of this city, . . . [19 lines]
An elegant dialogue, written in verse by Thomas Coombe,
B.A. (which is inserted below) was also spoken on this
occasion; and an Ode, set to music, was sung by Mr. John
Bankson, with great sweetness and propriety, accompanied by
the organ, &c. under the conduct of a worthy son of the
college, who has often shewn his regard to the place of his
education, by honouring it, on public occasions, with his
ready service. The band belonging to the 18th, or Royal
Regiment of Ireland, was kindly permitted by the Colonel to
perform in the instrumental part. . . [26 lines, David
Rittenhouse given honorary Master of Arts.]
An exercise, containing a Dialogue, and two Odes,
performed at the public Commencement in the College of
Philadelphia, November 17, 1767. Written by T. Coombe, B.A.
Pollio.
While autumn, gliding o'er the leafy plain,
Droops in the blast of pale November's reign,
Amid the scene the graces deign to stray,
Lur'd by your smiles, on this auspicious day.
Then hail, thrice hail, from rich Castalia's
stream,
Blow your soft shells, and wake the joyous theme.
. . . [2 columns, with musical references as follows:]
. . . all the muses sing
. . . with melting music
. . . begin the choral-rite, ye tuneful train,
Let the broad vault re-echo with your strain!
. . . The sweetest warbler in the tuneful train,
Strephon is dead, and hush'd is music's strain.
. . . Thy streams, O Schuylkill, listen'd to his song.
. . . Then pour your dirges o'er his hallow'd urn,
Shall Strephon die, and shall not music mourn!
AIR.
Child of Anguish, weeping care,
. . . [3 lines]
To golden lutes your poet sings,
While prompting Angels wake the string.
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