The pocket encyclopedia of Scottish, English, and Irish songs, selected from the works of the most eminent poets; with original pieces, and notes, Том 21816 |
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... there were culling posies , And found young Love among the roses . Young Love , & c . O happy day ! O joyous hour ! Compose a wreath of ev'ry flow'r ; Let's bind him to us , ne'er to sever , Young Love shall dwell with us for ever ...
... there were culling posies , And found young Love among the roses . Young Love , & c . O happy day ! O joyous hour ! Compose a wreath of ev'ry flow'r ; Let's bind him to us , ne'er to sever , Young Love shall dwell with us for ever ...
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... there's peace to be found in the world , A heart that is humble might hope for it here . Every leaf was at rest , and I heard not a sound , But the woodpecker tapping the hollow beech tree . And here in this lone little wood , I exclaim ...
... there's peace to be found in the world , A heart that is humble might hope for it here . Every leaf was at rest , and I heard not a sound , But the woodpecker tapping the hollow beech tree . And here in this lone little wood , I exclaim ...
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... there find a seat , And beside our wood embers grow warm . At that instant a Gipsy girl , humble in pace , Bent before him , his pity to crave : - He , starting , exclaim'd , Wicked fiend ! quit this place- A parent's curse light on the ...
... there find a seat , And beside our wood embers grow warm . At that instant a Gipsy girl , humble in pace , Bent before him , his pity to crave : - He , starting , exclaim'd , Wicked fiend ! quit this place- A parent's curse light on the ...
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... there . What , when the play was o'er , What made my heart so sore ? Oh ! it was parting with Robin Adair . But now thou'rt cold to me , Robin Adair ; But now thou'rt cold to me , Robin Adair . Yet him I lov'd so well , Still in my ...
... there . What , when the play was o'er , What made my heart so sore ? Oh ! it was parting with Robin Adair . But now thou'rt cold to me , Robin Adair ; But now thou'rt cold to me , Robin Adair . Yet him I lov'd so well , Still in my ...
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... There was another transaction that he ( Mr. Wilber- force ) must distinctly state , not only on account of its enormous magnitude , but also because it established , beyond controversy , the frequency of those acts of rapine , which was ...
... There was another transaction that he ( Mr. Wilber- force ) must distinctly state , not only on account of its enormous magnitude , but also because it established , beyond controversy , the frequency of those acts of rapine , which was ...
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ADIEU Arethusa Ballyporeen bay of Biscay beam beauty bless blest blooming blow bosom boys brave breast breath bright charms cheek cheer cold cottage Crazy Jane cried dear death delight Derry e'er Erin Erin go Bragh ev'ry fair Farewell fate father father Murphy flowers fond frae girl glory go Bragh grave grief happy Hark heart Hearts of oak Heav'n hope Kate Kearney Killarney kiss lads lass life's lov'd love's lover maid mild ale mirth Molly Malone morning mourn ne'er Neddy never night Norah o'er Paddy pity pleasure poor pow'r Robin Adair Robin Gray rose round Rule Britannia sail says shore sigh sigh'd sing smile soft soldier song sorrow soul sprig of shillelah storms sung sweet sweetly tear tell thee there's thine thou thro TUNE Twas vale wander Whilst whisky wind young youth
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Страница 151 - India's coast we sail, Thy eyes are seen in diamonds bright; Thy breath is Afric's spicy gale. Thy skin is ivory so white. Thus every beauteous object that I view, Wakes in my soul some charm of lovely Sue.
Страница 267 - I'll wage thee ! Who shall say that Fortune grieves him While the star of hope she leaves him ? Me, nae cheerfu' twinkle lights me, Dark despair around benights me. I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy ; Naething could resist my Nancy ; But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love for ever.
Страница 280 - And You, farewell ! whose merits claim Justly, that highest badge to wear ! Heav'n bless your honor'd, noble name To Masonry and Scotia dear! A last request permit me here, When yearly ye assemble a', One round, I ask it with a tear, To him, the Bard that's far awa'.
Страница 150 - So the sweet lark, high poised in air. Shuts close his pinions to his breast (If, chance, his mate's shrill call he hear), And drops at once into her nest.
Страница 151 - O Susan, Susan, lovely dear, My vows shall ever true remain; Let me kiss off that falling tear; We only part to meet again. Change as ye list, ye winds; my heart shall be The faithful compass that still points to thee.
Страница 277 - Where shall the traitor rest, He, the deceiver, Who could win maiden's breast, Ruin, and leave her? In the lost battle, Borne down by the flying, Where mingles war's rattle With groans of the dying; Eleu loro There shall he be lying.
Страница 176 - Sad is my fate! said the heart-broken stranger; The wild deer and wolf to a covert can flee, But I have no refuge from famine and danger, A home and a country remain not to me.
Страница 71 - She quells the floods below, As they roar on the shore When the stormy winds do blow ; When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Страница 61 - FAREWELL to the Land, where the gloom of my Glory Arose and o'ershadow'd the earth with her name— She abandons me now — but the page of her story, The brightest or blackest, is fill'd with my fame.
Страница 106 - While o'er the ship wild waves are beating, We for wives or children mourn : Alas ! from hence there's no retreating, Alas ! to them there's no return. Still the leak is gaining on us : Both chain-pumps are choak'd below.