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Side 8
... yield thee better grain ; My hand shall daily give thee fare , And thy sweet note repay my care : No wiry cell shall thee restrain ; Gay as when o'er the flow'ry plain , - Light as when pois'd aloft in air , — So light , sweet bird ...
... yield thee better grain ; My hand shall daily give thee fare , And thy sweet note repay my care : No wiry cell shall thee restrain ; Gay as when o'er the flow'ry plain , - Light as when pois'd aloft in air , — So light , sweet bird ...
Side 9
... yield to fell despair ; heart Now joy repels th ' envenom'd dart , And conquers every care . So , in our woods , the hunted boar On nature's strength relies ; The forests echo with his roar ; In turn the hunter flies . BRAHAM ...
... yield to fell despair ; heart Now joy repels th ' envenom'd dart , And conquers every care . So , in our woods , the hunted boar On nature's strength relies ; The forests echo with his roar ; In turn the hunter flies . BRAHAM ...
Side 11
... yields me relief , When away from my beautiful maid ! CORRI . THE BIRD IN YONDER CAGE , ETC. T. DIBDIN .. CORRI , LONDON . Sung by Madame Storace . THE bird in yonder cage confin'd Sings but to lovers young and true ; Then pray approach ...
... yields me relief , When away from my beautiful maid ! CORRI . THE BIRD IN YONDER CAGE , ETC. T. DIBDIN .. CORRI , LONDON . Sung by Madame Storace . THE bird in yonder cage confin'd Sings but to lovers young and true ; Then pray approach ...
Side 16
... yield me up to care , Thy lay may rouse my soul , and prove A rescue from despair : O sing , sweet bird , & c . THOMPSON . BURNS.- THE RED , RED ROSE . GOULDING , LOND . Sung at the Public Concerts . O MY love's like a red , red rose ...
... yield me up to care , Thy lay may rouse my soul , and prove A rescue from despair : O sing , sweet bird , & c . THOMPSON . BURNS.- THE RED , RED ROSE . GOULDING , LOND . Sung at the Public Concerts . O MY love's like a red , red rose ...
Side 50
... rove , To lament thy hapless lot : I whose bosom , sunk in grief , Least have strength to yield relicf . Delusive Glory , faithless power ! Thus the valiant you repay ; GRETRY . In disaster's heavy hour , Faithless Friendship far away . 50.
... rove , To lament thy hapless lot : I whose bosom , sunk in grief , Least have strength to yield relicf . Delusive Glory , faithless power ! Thus the valiant you repay ; GRETRY . In disaster's heavy hour , Faithless Friendship far away . 50.
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A Select Collection of Songs; Or, an Appendage to the Piano-Forte Select Collection Ingen forhåndsvisning - 2016 |
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Anacreon ANON ANONYMOUS.GOULDING Arethusa art thou beauty billows blows bosom BRAHAM brave breast bright charms cheek cheer CORRI cottage Crazy Jane cry'd DALE dear delight DIBDIN dy'd ev'ry fair fancy farewell fate favourite Song fear flow'r fond girl glory GOULDING grief happy Hark hear heart Heav'n heave hope ibid Incledon Jane KELLY kind gentlemen lal lal lal lips lira LIVERPOOL LONDON lov'd Love's lover merrily mild ale Miss De Camp morning Mountain ne'er never Newcastle Concerts night o'er orphan Pat O'Connor Peace pity pleasure Poor Mary-Anne POST-CAPTAIN pow'r PRESTON Public Concerts RANNIE roar rose sailor Sally SHIELD shore sigh sing smile soft soldier sorrow soul strain Sung by Miss sweet tears tell tender thee thine thou thro TOBY PHILPOT Tom Moody true love Twas village maid waves weep wind wing yonder youth
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Side 65 - O Susan, Susan, lovely dear, My vows shall ever true remain: Let me kiss off that falling tear; We only part to meet again. Change as ye list, ye winds; my heart shall be The faithful compass that still points to thee.
Side 225 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
Side 285 - King, Long live our noble King, God save the King. Send him victorious, Happy and glorious, Long to reign over us: God save the King!
Side 204 - I'd give it all to Sally ; She is the darling of my heart, And she lives in our alley. My master and the neighbours all Make game of me and Sally, And, but for her, I'd better be A slave and row a galley ; But when my seven long years are out O then I'll marry Sally,— O then we'll wed, and then we'll bed... But not in our alley ! H. Carey CLXVIII A FAREWELL Go fetch to me a pint o...
Side 16 - As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I, And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry. Till a" the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi
Side 202 - Of all the girls that are so smart There's none like pretty Sally; She is the darling of my heart, And she lives in our alley. There is no lady in the land Is half so sweet as Sally; She is the darling of my heart, And she lives in our alley.
Side 179 - I exclaim'd, is the pitiless part Some act by the delicate mind, Regardless of wringing and breaking a heart Already to sorrow resign'd.
Side 122 - TO all you ladies now at land We men at sea indite ; But first would have you understand How hard it is to write : The Muses now, and Neptune too, We must implore to write to you — With a fa, la, la, la, la.
Side 203 - But sure such folks could ne'er beget So sweet a girl as Sally ! She is the darling of my heart, And she lives in our alley.
Side 285 - O Lord our God, arise! Scatter his enemies, And make them fall; Confound their politics, Frustrate their knavish tricks: On Thee our hopes we fix — God save us all!