The New-England Pocket Songster: A Choice Collection of Popular Songs, New and OldClaremont Manufacturing Company, 1846 - 160 sider |
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... coming Loud roared the dreadful thunder 143 . 134 . 155 € 108 67 46 24 73 56 & c . 126 121 · • 157 • 13 135 95 • 67 85 Merrily every bosom boundeth Mister Po was a man of great learning , My heart is sair , I dare na tell My seventeenth ...
... coming Loud roared the dreadful thunder 143 . 134 . 155 € 108 67 46 24 73 56 & c . 126 121 · • 157 • 13 135 95 • 67 85 Merrily every bosom boundeth Mister Po was a man of great learning , My heart is sair , I dare na tell My seventeenth ...
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... coming to distress by unavoidable misfortunes , shall forfeit 2d.— Mr. President , I move that this forfeit be a shilling . And I second the motion . Are you all agreed ? I am , unanimously - A noble 86 NEW - ENGLAND SONGSTER .
... coming to distress by unavoidable misfortunes , shall forfeit 2d.— Mr. President , I move that this forfeit be a shilling . And I second the motion . Are you all agreed ? I am , unanimously - A noble 86 NEW - ENGLAND SONGSTER .
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... coming ; Duncan's coming , Donald's coming , Colin's coming , Ronald's coming , Dongald's coming , Lauchlan's coming , Alister and a's coming . Little wat ye wha's coming , M'Gilvrey of Drumglass is coming , Borland and his men are ...
... coming ; Duncan's coming , Donald's coming , Colin's coming , Ronald's coming , Dongald's coming , Lauchlan's coming , Alister and a's coming . Little wat ye wha's coming , M'Gilvrey of Drumglass is coming , Borland and his men are ...
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... coming , A ' the wild M'Craw's coming . Little wat ye wha's coming , Roderick Dhu and a's coming , They gloon , they glower , they look sae big , At ilka stroke they'll fell a whig , They'll fight the feuds in tartan trews , And mony a ...
... coming , A ' the wild M'Craw's coming . Little wat ye wha's coming , Roderick Dhu and a's coming , They gloon , they glower , they look sae big , At ilka stroke they'll fell a whig , They'll fight the feuds in tartan trews , And mony a ...
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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
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Side 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?
Side 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...
Side 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.
Side 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?
Side 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.
Side 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...
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 22 - I'll forgive your Highland chief, My daughter ! — oh my daughter...