First series of hymns and songs for the use of Catholic schools and families, &c. [ed. by H. Formby].1853 |
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... merry child That was so fond of me , Who never saw me but he smil'd And clapp'd his hands in glee ? It seems , and yet it seems not him ; ' Tis like him and ' tis not : Oh , what has made his look so dim , Or can I have forgot ? Mother ...
... merry child That was so fond of me , Who never saw me but he smil'd And clapp'd his hands in glee ? It seems , and yet it seems not him ; ' Tis like him and ' tis not : Oh , what has made his look so dim , Or can I have forgot ? Mother ...
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... merry troop Of schoolmates gay , returning home Ah , little know those guileless hearts How soon an evil day may come ! How soon that Saviour's name of love , So sweet to their young infancy , May claim of them their heart's best blood ...
... merry troop Of schoolmates gay , returning home Ah , little know those guileless hearts How soon an evil day may come ! How soon that Saviour's name of love , So sweet to their young infancy , May claim of them their heart's best blood ...
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... merry throat My banks they are .. No mate , no comrade Lucy knew Now the sun is in the west ::::::::::: :::: Now the sun shines o'er the hill .. Oh , call my brother back again .. :::::::::: Oh , hear a trembling prisoner's prayer .. O ...
... merry throat My banks they are .. No mate , no comrade Lucy knew Now the sun is in the west ::::::::::: :::: Now the sun shines o'er the hill .. Oh , call my brother back again .. :::::::::: Oh , hear a trembling prisoner's prayer .. O ...
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... merry morn ( The Captive Lark ) The bee is humming .. The dusky night rides down the sky The fly about the candle gay The fox and the cat as they travelled , & c . The humming - bird .. The last rose of summer The loud wind roared There ...
... merry morn ( The Captive Lark ) The bee is humming .. The dusky night rides down the sky The fly about the candle gay The fox and the cat as they travelled , & c . The humming - bird .. The last rose of summer The loud wind roared There ...
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... bird , Lady - bird , fly away home ! The sweet little fairy bells tinkle afar ; Make haste , or they'll catch you and har- ness you fast With a gossamer cobweb to Oberon's car . 2 . The Cricket . LITTLE guest with merry throat.
... bird , Lady - bird , fly away home ! The sweet little fairy bells tinkle afar ; Make haste , or they'll catch you and har- ness you fast With a gossamer cobweb to Oberon's car . 2 . The Cricket . LITTLE guest with merry throat.
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Términos y frases comunes
ador'd amid Angelus Bells B. V. Mary babe is dead Babe of Bethlehem baby boy Bell blest blood bloom breast bright cherub band Child of Mary Chorus Christ be prais'd Cuckoo dear death divine earth eternal eyes fair Faith fathers fear Feast feet filii et filiæ flesh flowers fly away home Galilee gentle giv'n Hail hark hast hath hear our cry Hear the loving heart holy Joseph Hymn infant Jesus Jesus walking John Barleycorn King of glory Lady-bird Lamb lily little children lives Lord is ris'n Lord of light loving Litany Mary's mercy morning night o'er Old King Cole poor praise prayer pure reign Saint Sanctus Bell Saviour senses fail seraph shew shifting sail sing to thee sinless Sister M. J. skies snowy white song soul spotless Teach thine Thou'rt throne thy children thy sweet voice words
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Página 23 - She wandered up and down; And many a hill did Lucy climb: But never reached the town. The wretched parents all that night Went shouting far and wide; But there was neither sound nor sight To serve them for a guide. At day-break...
Página 15 - Good people all, of every sort, Give ear unto my song ; And if you find it wondrous short, It cannot hold you long. In Islington there was a man, Of whom the world might say, That still a godly race he ran, Whene'er he went to pray.
Página 23 - Heal our wounds ; our strength renew ; On our dryness pour thy dew ; Wash the stains of guilt away. Bend the stubborn heart and will ; Melt the frozen, warm the chill; Guide the steps that go astray.
Página 18 - Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame, Nor can the memory find, A sweeter sound than thy blest name, O Saviour of mankind!
Página 22 - Wandering o'er the heathy fells, Down within the woodland dells ; All among the mountains wild Dwelleth many a little child ! In the baron's hall of pride, By the poor man's dull fireside ; 'Mid the mighty, 'mid the mean, Little children may be seen, Like the flowers that spring up fair, Bright and countless, everywhere!
Página 23 - The wretched parents all that night Went shouting far and wide; But there was neither sound nor sight To serve them for a guide. At daybreak on a hill they stood That overlooked the moor; And thence they saw the bridge of wood, A furlong from their door. They wept — and, turning homeward, cried, "In heaven we all shall meet !" — When in the snow the mother spied The print of Lucy's feet.
Página 18 - But what to those who find ? Ah ! this Nor tongue nor pen can show, The love of Jesus, what it is, None but his loved ones know.
Página 17 - Wasp his companion did bring, But they promised that evening to lay by their sting. And the sly little Dormouse crept out of his hole, And led to the feast his blind brother the Mole; And the Snail, with his horns peeping out from his shell, Came from a great distance — the length of an ell. A mushroom their table, and on it was laid A water-dock leaf, which a table-cloth made ; The viands were various, to each of their taste, And the Bee brought his honey to crown the repast.
Página 50 - Thou fliest thy vocal vale, An annual guest in other lands, Another spring to hail. Sweet bird ! thy bower is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear ; Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year ! O, could I fly, I'd fly with thee ! We'd make, with joyful wing, Our annual visit o'er the globe, Companions of the spring.
Página 17 - And there came the Beetle, so blind and so black, Who carried the Emmet, his friend, on his back ; And there was the Gnat, and the Dragon-fly too ; With all their relations, green, orange, and blue.