The New Standard Song BookGeorge Routledge and Sons, 1866 - Всего страниц: 276 |
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... Fond Desire My Old Mate Jack My Sister Dear ... NOREEN ... ..................... .............. Now is the Month of maying OH ! dear , what can the Matter be ...... Oh ! for a Husband ... Oh ! had we some bright little Isle Oh ! let me ...
... Fond Desire My Old Mate Jack My Sister Dear ... NOREEN ... ..................... .............. Now is the Month of maying OH ! dear , what can the Matter be ...... Oh ! for a Husband ... Oh ! had we some bright little Isle Oh ! let me ...
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... fond heart were her place of rest How calm my slumber ; But what avails this sighing of my heart , This ceaseless yearning , When not one glance those witching eyes impart , My love returning . NEAR WOODSTOCK TOWN . [ Old English ditty ...
... fond heart were her place of rest How calm my slumber ; But what avails this sighing of my heart , This ceaseless yearning , When not one glance those witching eyes impart , My love returning . NEAR WOODSTOCK TOWN . [ Old English ditty ...
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... fond farewell was said ; O'er the green turf of the gentle - hearted Summer's hand the rose - leaves may have shed , Oft again ! Or if still around my heart ye linger , Yes , sweet voices ! there must change have come , Years have ...
... fond farewell was said ; O'er the green turf of the gentle - hearted Summer's hand the rose - leaves may have shed , Oft again ! Or if still around my heart ye linger , Yes , sweet voices ! there must change have come , Years have ...
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... fond arms encircle thee . FIVE MONTHS AGO THE STREAM DID FLOW . MRS . E. B. BROWNING . ] [ Music by M. W. BALFE . FIVE months ago the stream did flow , The lilies bloomed within the sedge , And we were lingering to and fro , Where none ...
... fond arms encircle thee . FIVE MONTHS AGO THE STREAM DID FLOW . MRS . E. B. BROWNING . ] [ Music by M. W. BALFE . FIVE months ago the stream did flow , The lilies bloomed within the sedge , And we were lingering to and fro , Where none ...
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... fond love wasted not , With thy bounding heart . Ne'er by sorrow to be wet , Calmly smiles thy pale cheek yet , Ere with dust o'erspread : Lilies ne'er by tempest blown , White rose which no stain hath known , Be about thee shed ! So we ...
... fond love wasted not , With thy bounding heart . Ne'er by sorrow to be wet , Calmly smiles thy pale cheek yet , Ere with dust o'erspread : Lilies ne'er by tempest blown , White rose which no stain hath known , Be about thee shed ! So we ...
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ALFRED BUNN beam beauty bird bower boys brave breathe breeze bright calm CHARLES DIBDIN charms cheek cheer cried dear dearest dream dwell e'er echoes ELIZA COOK England ev'ry fair fairy fairy bell flowers fond FRANZ ABT G. F. HANDEL gallant gentle gipsy girl golden gone grief happy Hark hast hath hear heart heaven Hecate hope Hugo J. E. CARPENTER Jack lady land laughing eye light live LORD BYRON lov'd love thee love's maid maiden merrily merry MOORE morning Music by W. V. ne'er never night o'er pleasure plum-pudding roam rose round sail sailor SAILOR'S LADY SAMUEL LOVER shore sigh sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul star summer sweet tears tell there's thine THOMAS MOORE thou thought tree true Twas voice vows W. V. WALLACE wander waves weep whistle wind wings young youth
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Стр. 105 - She sings the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved awaking — Ah! little they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel is breaking...
Стр. 139 - Still to be neat, still to be drest, As you were going to a feast ; Still to be powdered, still perfumed : Lady, it is to be presumed, Though art's hid causes are not found, All is not sweet, all is not sound. Give me a look, give me a face, That makes simplicity a grace : Robes loosely flowing, hair as free : Such sweet neglect more taketh me, Than all the adulteries of art ; They strike mine eyes, but not my heart.
Стр. 37 - The castled crag of Drachenfels("> Frowns o'er the wide and winding Rhine, Whose breast of waters broadly swells Between the banks which bear the vine, And hills all rich with blossom'd trees, And fields which promise corn and wine, And scatter'd cities crowning these, Whose far white walls along them shine, Have strew'da scene, which I should see With double joy wert thou with me ! 2.
Стр. 152 - Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten, In folly ripe, in reason rotten.
Стр. 102 - Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O hark, O hear! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying: Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Стр. 38 - And noble arch in proud decay, Look o'er this vale of vintage-bowers; But one thing want these banks of Rhine, — Thy gentle hand to clasp in mine!
Стр. 102 - The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story: The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory, Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Стр. 88 - THE MARINER'S DREAM IN slumbers of midnight the sailor-boy lay; His hammock swung loose at the sport of the wind; But watch-worn and weary, his cares flew away, And visions of happiness danced o'er his mind. He...
Стр. 188 - Had promised to link the last tie before noon ; And when once the young heart of a maiden is stolen The maiden herself will steal after it soon. As she look'd in...
Стр. 61 - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful jollity, Quips, and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides...