Hearty staves of heart-music (selected) by J.E. Clarke |
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Side 22
... light . They're lost and gone , the moon is past- The wood's dark shade is o'er them cast , And fainter , fainter , fainter still , The moon is rising o'er the hill . Again , again the pealing drum , The clashing horn , they come , they ...
... light . They're lost and gone , the moon is past- The wood's dark shade is o'er them cast , And fainter , fainter , fainter still , The moon is rising o'er the hill . Again , again the pealing drum , The clashing horn , they come , they ...
Side 33
... light , And bore off its scaly spoil . Then oh ! for the long and the strong oar - sweep We have given , and will again ; For when children's weal lies in the deep , Oh , their fathers must be men . And we'll think , as the blast grows ...
... light , And bore off its scaly spoil . Then oh ! for the long and the strong oar - sweep We have given , and will again ; For when children's weal lies in the deep , Oh , their fathers must be men . And we'll think , as the blast grows ...
Side 42
... light on him is cast Who can plough as well as sing . The wand of Burns had a double power To soften the common heart , Since with harp and spade , in a double trade , He shared a common part . Rome lavish'd fame on the yeoman's name ...
... light on him is cast Who can plough as well as sing . The wand of Burns had a double power To soften the common heart , Since with harp and spade , in a double trade , He shared a common part . Rome lavish'd fame on the yeoman's name ...
Side 44
... light , though our skins may be dark , And there's peace with our meal of brown bread . We dwell in the meadows and toil in the sod , Far away from the city's dull gloom ; And more jolly are we , though in rags we may be , Than the pale ...
... light , though our skins may be dark , And there's peace with our meal of brown bread . We dwell in the meadows and toil in the sod , Far away from the city's dull gloom ; And more jolly are we , though in rags we may be , Than the pale ...
Side 46
... light their homeward way . THE HARVEST TIME . Music in " Practice Songs , " No. II . Ward and Co. за . COME , Autumn ! crown'd with ripen'd grain , And fruits of richest flavours , With notes of joy we hail again The season of thy ...
... light their homeward way . THE HARVEST TIME . Music in " Practice Songs , " No. II . Ward and Co. за . COME , Autumn ! crown'd with ripen'd grain , And fruits of richest flavours , With notes of joy we hail again The season of thy ...
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afloat bless boast boatie rows bonnie boys brave breeze British British Grenadiers brothers brow CHARLES MACKAY cheek cheer coming Davidson's dear deep earth ERSKINE CLARKE eyes fair faith Farewell father fear flag frae gale grain guard hand happy harvest hath hear heart Hearts of oak hero honest hope Household treasures Hurrah ivy green John Anderson labour land MARY HOWITT merry merry England morn Music at Z. T. nane like you-there's Nannie ne'er Never give night noble o'er old England outward bound owre young plough proud rich rink-a-tink a-tink round Rule Britannia sail ship shore sing smile song sorrow stormy tempests blow Strike the iron strong SUNSET TREE tears thee there's nae luck thine thou toil true Trust Tubal Cain voice wave wealth weel wife wind you-there's nane Z. T. Purday's
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Side 72 - Week in, week out, from morn till night, You can hear his bellows blow; You can hear him swing his heavy sledge With measured beat and slow, Like a sexton ringing the village bell, When the evening sun is low. And children coming home from school Look in at the open door; They love to see the flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor.
Side 72 - His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.
Side 10 - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave ! — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave : Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell, Your manly hearts shall glow, As ye sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow...
Side 24 - Row, brothers, row, the stream runs fast, The Rapids are near and the daylight's past.
Side 98 - I how great she be ? Great, or good, or kind, or fair, I will ne'er the more despair: If she love me, this believe, I will die ere she shall grieve : If she slight me when I woo, I can scorn and let her go ; For if she be not for me, What care I for whom she be ? George Wither.
Side 73 - Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ) Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought ; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought.
Side 87 - Faith, he maunna fa' that! For a' that, and a' that; Their dignities, and a' that, The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher ranks than a' that. Then let us pray that come it may,— As come it will for a' that,— That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a
Side 60 - My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here, My heart's in the Highlands, a-chasing the deer; A-chasing the wild deer, and following the roe, My heart's in the Highlands wherever I go...
Side 104 - A WINSOME WEE THING. SHE is a winsome wee thing, She is a handsome wee thing, She is a bonnie wee thing, This sweet wee wife o
Side 120 - Tis a lesson you should heed, Try, try, try again ; If at first you don't succeed, Try, try, try again. Then your courage should appear, For if you will persevere, You will conquer, never fear, Try, try, try again.