The New-England Pocket Songster: A Choice Collection of Popular Songs, New and OldClaremont Manufacturing Company, 1846 - 160 sider |
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Side 15
... never join'd their hands . Ah ! cruel chance , and crossing fates ! Our Eastern souls have dropp ' their mates On Europe's barb'rous lands . Happy the youth who finds the Bride , Whose birth is to his own alli'd , The sweetest joys of ...
... never join'd their hands . Ah ! cruel chance , and crossing fates ! Our Eastern souls have dropp ' their mates On Europe's barb'rous lands . Happy the youth who finds the Bride , Whose birth is to his own alli'd , The sweetest joys of ...
Side 27
... never forsake thee , love . Then let me go with thee , my dear , Across the angry sea , my dear , Tho ' parents kind , I leave behind , I've all the world in thee , my dear ! CHERRY - CHEEK PATTY . Down in yon village I NEW - ENGLAND ...
... never forsake thee , love . Then let me go with thee , my dear , Across the angry sea , my dear , Tho ' parents kind , I leave behind , I've all the world in thee , my dear ! CHERRY - CHEEK PATTY . Down in yon village I NEW - ENGLAND ...
Side 36
... tars of France so neat and han- But they never found their match , Till the Yankees did them catch , [ dy O ; Oh the Yankee boys for fighting are the dan- The Guerriere , a frigates bold , On the foaming 36 NEW - ENGLAND SONGSTER .
... tars of France so neat and han- But they never found their match , Till the Yankees did them catch , [ dy O ; Oh the Yankee boys for fighting are the dan- The Guerriere , a frigates bold , On the foaming 36 NEW - ENGLAND SONGSTER .
Side 38
... never from his word departed , His virtues were so rare ; His friends were many and true hearted , His Poll was kind and fair . And then he'd sing so blithe and jolly , Ah ! many's the time , and oft ! But mirth is turned to melancholy ...
... never from his word departed , His virtues were so rare ; His friends were many and true hearted , His Poll was kind and fair . And then he'd sing so blithe and jolly , Ah ! many's the time , and oft ! But mirth is turned to melancholy ...
Side 40
... never ; Deep in her heart the passion glows , She loves , and loves forever ! Oh , say woman's false as fair , That like the bee she ranges ; Still seeking flowers more sweet and rare , As fickle fancy changes . Ah , the love that first ...
... never ; Deep in her heart the passion glows , She loves , and loves forever ! Oh , say woman's false as fair , That like the bee she ranges ; Still seeking flowers more sweet and rare , As fickle fancy changes . Ah , the love that first ...
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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
Populære passager
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...