Oh that you could hear sung as I have often heard, 

“My sheep I've neglected, I've lost my sheep-hook;” 

—but the lips that so sweetly and emphatically expressed the charming air, adapted by the late Dr Arne to those elegant words, are closed in eternal silence. Other voices may be as fine, the skill and fancy of other singers as distinguished; but for all the graces and powers of touching expression, nor man nor woman ever sung as Saville sung.