The British minstrel; A choice collection of modern songs. 2 pt. [in 1 vol. With a general title-leaf The British minstrel, a choice collection of popular songs].1848 |
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... Look here , my love , we can be snug , - I've brought a neat umbrella . " Tol ol ol . Quick flew the shelter over Miss ; - Now , Simon was a droll one , He thought this was the time to kiss , So from her lips he stole one ! She blushed ...
... Look here , my love , we can be snug , - I've brought a neat umbrella . " Tol ol ol . Quick flew the shelter over Miss ; - Now , Simon was a droll one , He thought this was the time to kiss , So from her lips he stole one ! She blushed ...
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... look'd , I said Mama , Papa , I'd give up all for him ! That my Papa was rich and old , Full well the Colonel knew , Love's wings , he said , when fring'd with gold Are beautiful to view ! I thought his manner quite the ton , Until I ...
... look'd , I said Mama , Papa , I'd give up all for him ! That my Papa was rich and old , Full well the Colonel knew , Love's wings , he said , when fring'd with gold Are beautiful to view ! I thought his manner quite the ton , Until I ...
Side 7
... Which you all must allow look'd a comical sight : No one dare come near him , so great was his might A blow from his nose would settle ' em quite . Ri too ral Spe . This terrible chap was about nine feet high , With OF NATIONAL SONGS .
... Which you all must allow look'd a comical sight : No one dare come near him , so great was his might A blow from his nose would settle ' em quite . Ri too ral Spe . This terrible chap was about nine feet high , With OF NATIONAL SONGS .
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... hump isn't handsome no doubt ; ) And , though ' tis confess'd that the prejudice goes Very strongly in favour of wearing a nose , A nose shouldn't look like a snout . A bag full of gold on the table he laid 14 A CHOICE COLLECTION.
... hump isn't handsome no doubt ; ) And , though ' tis confess'd that the prejudice goes Very strongly in favour of wearing a nose , A nose shouldn't look like a snout . A bag full of gold on the table he laid 14 A CHOICE COLLECTION.
Side 21
... look braw ; It's a ' for love o ' my gudeman , For he's been lang awa . For there's nae luck , & c . O gie me down my bigonets , My bishop - satin gown ; For I maun tell the Bailie's wife That Colin's come to town : My Sunday shoon they ...
... look braw ; It's a ' for love o ' my gudeman , For he's been lang awa . For there's nae luck , & c . O gie me down my bigonets , My bishop - satin gown ; For I maun tell the Bailie's wife That Colin's come to town : My Sunday shoon they ...
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Allan water auld lang syne beauty bells black crows boatie rows bonnie lassie bosom bowl boys brave bright charms cheer countreman cried dance dear delight drink e'er ev'ry eyes fair farewell flower fond frae girl give green happy Hark hear heart Holborn John pie kiss lads lal lal lal land lass life's live love thee maid merrily merry Middle-Row Monro and May's morn Music Music-at Duncomb's Music-at Messrs Music-at Wybrow's Music-at Z. T. Purday's ne'er never night nose Numps o'er Old King Cole pleasure poor Rathbone Place Ri too ral Rose Rule Britannia sail sailor shore sigh sing sleep smile Soho Square song soon sorrow soul sure sweet tear tell there's thine thou thought Twas waves weel wife wind wine wish young youth
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Side 17 - HERON'S SONG. O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best, And save his good broadsword he weapons had none ; He rode all unarmed, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Side 62 - 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 17 - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the...
Side 189 - As fair art thou, my bonie 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' the sun : I will luve thee still, my dear, While the sands o
Side 173 - Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory; We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory.
Side 18 - One touch to her hand, and one word in her ear. When they reached the hall door, and the charger stood near; So light to the croupe the fair lady he swung, So light to the saddle before her he sprung! "She is won! we are gone, over bank, bush, and scaur: They'll have fleet steeds that follow,
Side 192 - Our song and feast shall flow To the fame of your name, When the storm has ceased to blow!
Side 107 - I know a bank where the wild thyme blows, Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows, Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, With sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine...
Side 172 - Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast...
Side 189 - 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' mony a vow, and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu...