The Universal Songster and Museum of Mirth: A Collection of Popular Songs, Bind 2Gaylord, 1835 - 312 sider |
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... Jack and I were both messmates Jack vat are you arter Kitty Maggs was a servant to farmer Styles Let us go , lassie , go , Let us haste to Kelvin grove , bonnie lassie , O 290 201 271 ་ Let Erin remember the days of old Let him X CONTENTS .
... Jack and I were both messmates Jack vat are you arter Kitty Maggs was a servant to farmer Styles Let us go , lassie , go , Let us haste to Kelvin grove , bonnie lassie , O 290 201 271 ་ Let Erin remember the days of old Let him X CONTENTS .
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... Jack his Sunday's coat . There's nae luck , & c . Mak ' their shoon as black as slaes , Their stockings white as snaw , It's a ' to pleasure our good man ,, He likes to see them braw . There's nae luck , & c . There are twa hens into ...
... Jack his Sunday's coat . There's nae luck , & c . Mak ' their shoon as black as slaes , Their stockings white as snaw , It's a ' to pleasure our good man ,, He likes to see them braw . There's nae luck , & c . There are twa hens into ...
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... Jack , sing Biblio whack . Says Norah , when you're on the ocean , my life , Sure Providence then will take care of your wife , For no babies have we , not a Jill nor a Jack ; - But when Pat was away , what did Providence do ? — Made ...
... Jack , sing Biblio whack . Says Norah , when you're on the ocean , my life , Sure Providence then will take care of your wife , For no babies have we , not a Jill nor a Jack ; - But when Pat was away , what did Providence do ? — Made ...
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... Jack , sing Biblio whack . Then Norah , dear Norah , tell me , if you please , Whose four little chubby - cheeked rascals , are these ? These little gossoons , with their locks all so black— They are mine , Pat , by Providence sent do ...
... Jack , sing Biblio whack . Then Norah , dear Norah , tell me , if you please , Whose four little chubby - cheeked rascals , are these ? These little gossoons , with their locks all so black— They are mine , Pat , by Providence sent do ...
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... Jack Rivers , he cried ; Old Ren , you shall die , daddy Hawthorn replied . All gay as the lark , the green woodlands we traced , While the merry ton'd horn inspired as we chased ? No longer poor Renard his strength could he boast , To ...
... Jack Rivers , he cried ; Old Ren , you shall die , daddy Hawthorn replied . All gay as the lark , the green woodlands we traced , While the merry ton'd horn inspired as we chased ? No longer poor Renard his strength could he boast , To ...
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adieu arms auld lang syne Balloch banners Bay of Biscay blow blue bonnie lassie bosom bottle boys brave braw John breast knots bright Charlie charms cheek cheer cried dear Derry Dicky drink drum e'er ev'ry fair fame fear fight flowers Fol de riddle frae gallant girl glass glory grave heart Heaven Heigho Highland horn Jack John Anderson Kentucky kiss laddie lady land lass Lochinvar maid merrily merry morning ne'er never night o'er Paddy pibroch poor riddle lol roar Rob Roy Macgregor rose round Roy's wife sail sailor Sally Brown Scotland shellelagh shore sigh sing smile sodger soldier SONGS soon soul sound sprig Star-spangled Banner sure sweet tear tell thee thine thou thro trepan Troubadour true TUNE Twas wave wind wwwwwww Yankee young young Jessie
Populære passager
Side 73 - River where ford there was none: But ere he alighted at Netherby gate The bride had consented, the gallant came late: For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.
Side 29 - Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there. Oh, 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 171 - By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slain, At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw; And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again.
Side 21 - When Freedom, from her mountain height, Unfurled her standard to the air, She tore the azure robe of night, And set the stars of glory there; She mingled with its gorgeous dyes The milky baldric of the skies, And striped its pure, celestial white With streakings of the morning light; Then, from his mansion in the sun, She called her eagle bearer down, And gave into his mighty hand, The symbol of her chosen land.
Side 175 - 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 30 - Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution. No refuge could save the hireling and slave From the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave ; And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
Side 268 - Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home ; A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there, Which, seek through the world, is ne'er met with elsewhere. Home ! home ! sweet, sweet home ! There's no place like home...
Side 26 - And the heavy night hung dark The hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore. Not as the conqueror comes, They, the true-hearted, came; Not with the roll of the stirring drums, And the trumpet that sings of fame; Not as the flying come, In silence and in fear;— They shook the depths of the desert gloom With their hymns of lofty cheer.
Side 75 - O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk , How rich the hawthorn's blossom , As underneath their fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie; For dear to me , as light and life , Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' monie a vow , and lock'd embrace , Our parting was fu' tender; And , pledging aft to meet again , We tore oursels asunder; But oh!