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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... . Then kneeling , trembling , creeping- I vow ' twas much amiss- He watched the old man sleeping , And softly stole a kiss . An old man , & c . ANGEL OF PEACE AND GLADNESS . Music at Ransford's , OF NATIONAL SONGS . 23.
... . Then kneeling , trembling , creeping- I vow ' twas much amiss- He watched the old man sleeping , And softly stole a kiss . An old man , & c . ANGEL OF PEACE AND GLADNESS . Music at Ransford's , OF NATIONAL SONGS . 23.
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... sleep : Then our careful watch we keep . While the wolf in nightly prowl Bays the moon with hideous howl : Gates are barr'd , a vain resistance , Females shriek , but no assistance : " Silence ! or you meet your fate- Your keys , your ...
... sleep : Then our careful watch we keep . While the wolf in nightly prowl Bays the moon with hideous howl : Gates are barr'd , a vain resistance , Females shriek , but no assistance : " Silence ! or you meet your fate- Your keys , your ...
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... to our Fairy Queen ; Over mount and meadow green , Dance it , trip away . Dive we deep for jewels rare , To deck Titania's flowing hair ! Where the purple violets sleep We our midnight revels keep OF NATIONAL SONGS . 37.
... to our Fairy Queen ; Over mount and meadow green , Dance it , trip away . Dive we deep for jewels rare , To deck Titania's flowing hair ! Where the purple violets sleep We our midnight revels keep OF NATIONAL SONGS . 37.
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British minstrel. Where the purple violets sleep We our midnight revels keep , Where the pleasant places be , There are we there are we . By the spangled , & c . In the yellow cowslip's bell , Find we where the dew - drops dwell ; Steal ...
British minstrel. Where the purple violets sleep We our midnight revels keep , Where the pleasant places be , There are we there are we . By the spangled , & c . In the yellow cowslip's bell , Find we where the dew - drops dwell ; Steal ...
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... sleep . We'll roam on the wings of some sweet - scented breeze , And play with the dew - pearls that shine o'er the seas . There are beautiful isles , where the heart is as gay As the bright sunny track of a fair summer's day . Laughing ...
... sleep . We'll roam on the wings of some sweet - scented breeze , And play with the dew - pearls that shine o'er the seas . There are beautiful isles , where the heart is as gay As the bright sunny track of a fair summer's day . Laughing ...
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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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