The New-England Pocket Songster: A Choice Collection of Popular Songs, New and OldClaremont Manufacturing Company, 1846 - 160 páginas |
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Página iii
... o'er the hills As slow our ship her foamy track As I walked out one evening fair A soldier's the lad I adore As walking forth to view the plain A tailor I once was , as blithe , & c . • Blow high , blow low , let trumpets , & c . Bright ...
... o'er the hills As slow our ship her foamy track As I walked out one evening fair A soldier's the lad I adore As walking forth to view the plain A tailor I once was , as blithe , & c . • Blow high , blow low , let trumpets , & c . Bright ...
Página vii
... o'er When William Tell was doom'd to die When night had thrown her mantle , & c . When the low heart is sad and deep When Steerwell heard me first impart When absent from her my soul holds , & c . 13 When wand'ring far on distant soil ...
... o'er When William Tell was doom'd to die When night had thrown her mantle , & c . When the low heart is sad and deep When Steerwell heard me first impart When absent from her my soul holds , & c . 13 When wand'ring far on distant soil ...
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... O'er my mother's low hillock , drop many a tear- But my father lies deep in the flood . The wild birds of ocean , as through the air sailing , At midnight are heard , o'er him mournfully wailing : And gold - gleaming fishers , beneath ...
... O'er my mother's low hillock , drop many a tear- But my father lies deep in the flood . The wild birds of ocean , as through the air sailing , At midnight are heard , o'er him mournfully wailing : And gold - gleaming fishers , beneath ...
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... O'er kindred bones shall tread , And Hinnom's vale of slaughter , Shall hide but half her dead ! " MARY'S TEARS . WERE not the sinful Mary's tears An off ring worthy Heav'n , When o'er the faults of former years She wept - and was ...
... O'er kindred bones shall tread , And Hinnom's vale of slaughter , Shall hide but half her dead ! " MARY'S TEARS . WERE not the sinful Mary's tears An off ring worthy Heav'n , When o'er the faults of former years She wept - and was ...
Página 12
... o'er the fading landscape The shades of twilight steal , When sea and land are blended Beneath the dusky veil , I meet the maid of Lodi , On yonder vine - cloth'd hill , Or whisper tales of rapture , Beside yon sparkling rilł 12 NEW ...
... o'er the fading landscape The shades of twilight steal , When sea and land are blended Beneath the dusky veil , I meet the maid of Lodi , On yonder vine - cloth'd hill , Or whisper tales of rapture , Beside yon sparkling rilł 12 NEW ...
Términos y frases comunes
auld lang syne Balloch Bay of Biscay beauty blest bloom bonnets of blue bonny lassie bosom bower boys braes brave breast bright cheer Cheerily oh crazy Jane crew cried dear death e'er Erin go bragh fair flowers Fol lol fond frae friends hand happy hast hear heart Hearts of oak Heaven highland laddie John Anderson Kentucky lady land Largo Bay lass lassie lawland liberty lov'd maid marries little Mary Merrily oh Morgiana Mullinavat ne'er never night niversity of Gottingen o'er Paddy Carey Patty peace pleasure poor rare Who marries remember rose round Roy's wife sailor shore sigh sing smile soldier soul star Star-spangled Banner storm sweet tear tell thee There's nae luck thou thought thro tree turn those eyes twas twine wave Wearily oh weep whistle wife of Aldivalloch Yankee Doodle youth
Pasajes populares
Página 76 - Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there: O say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave? On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Página 122 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember...
Página 123 - I remember, I remember, The fir-trees dark and high ; I used to think their slender tops Were close against the sky : It was a childish ignorance, But now 'tis little joy To know I'm further off from heaven Than when I was a boy.
Página 20 - I'm the chief of Ulva's isle, And this, Lord Ullin's daughter. 'And fast before her father's men Three days we've fled together, For should he find us in the glen, My blood would stain the heather. 'His horsemen hard behind us ride — Should they our steps discover, Then who will cheer my bonny bride When they have slain her lover?
Página 95 - We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him ; But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
Página 76 - Oh ! say, can you see, by the dawn's early light, What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming? Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight, O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming...
Página 123 - I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing; My spirit flew in feathers then That is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow.
Página 95 - Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow ; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
Página 81 - I'll not leave thee, thou lone one! To pine on the stem ; Since the lovely are sleeping, Go, sleep thou with them; Thus kindly I scatter Thy leaves o'er the bed Where thy mates of the garden Lie scentless and dead.
Página 22 - I'll forgive your Highland chief, My daughter ! — oh my daughter...