The book of modern songs, ed. by J.E. CarpenterJoseph Edwards Carpenter Routledge, 1858 - 275 страница |
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... Cheers for our Soldiers abroad The Grave at the Alma The Maids of merry England Jessie the Flower of Dumblane The Cavalier . My Mother bids me bind my Hair . The Fairy Boy . Scots wha hae Hame , Hame , Hame There came a Minstrel old and ...
... Cheers for our Soldiers abroad The Grave at the Alma The Maids of merry England Jessie the Flower of Dumblane The Cavalier . My Mother bids me bind my Hair . The Fairy Boy . Scots wha hae Hame , Hame , Hame There came a Minstrel old and ...
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... cheer . And then they would jest at the love confessed By many an artless maid : What hopes and fears they had breath'd in the cars Of those who had sought their aid . For they sung and laughed , and the rich wine quaffed , As they told ...
... cheer . And then they would jest at the love confessed By many an artless maid : What hopes and fears they had breath'd in the cars Of those who had sought their aid . For they sung and laughed , and the rich wine quaffed , As they told ...
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... cheer , We would all drink champagne were we able , As it is , we have plenty of beer . For I am the gipsy king ! A king , and a true one am I , No courtier nor minister fear ; Ha ha ! I see everything with mine own eye And hear ...
... cheer , We would all drink champagne were we able , As it is , we have plenty of beer . For I am the gipsy king ! A king , and a true one am I , No courtier nor minister fear ; Ha ha ! I see everything with mine own eye And hear ...
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... cheer . But the birds sang less sweetly , the streams murmur'd low , The winds were all cross , and the mill wouldn't go : But he met little Mary just down by the lea ; — Now they both had long lov'd , when they thought their hearts ...
... cheer . But the birds sang less sweetly , the streams murmur'd low , The winds were all cross , and the mill wouldn't go : But he met little Mary just down by the lea ; — Now they both had long lov'd , when they thought their hearts ...
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... cheer That real comfort makes- There's more for which the heart sighs here , For which it longs and aches . No , this is not my own home , Though fair as home may be ; There's nothing like one's own home , Whatever land we see . There's ...
... cheer That real comfort makes- There's more for which the heart sighs here , For which it longs and aches . No , this is not my own home , Though fair as home may be ; There's nothing like one's own home , Whatever land we see . There's ...
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Allan Water auld beaming beauty beneath bird bloom blue bonnie lassie bower brave breast breath breeze bride bright brow carrion crow charm cheek cheer cold doth dream dwell earth EDWARD FITZBALL ELIZA COOK England ev'ry eyes fade fair fairy faith flowers friends gentle GEORGE LINLEY gipsy king glide green H. R. ALLEN hame happy hath hear heart Hurrah ivy green J. E. CARPENTER JEFFERYS Johnny Sands Kathleen land lassie laugh light Llangollen love thee low-back'd car maid maiden Mary Astore merry Molly dear morning Music by J. W. ne'er never night o'er Queen roam Rory rose round Rule Britannia SAMUEL LOVER Scotch Air shine shore sigh sing sleep smile soldier song sorrow soul star summer sweet T. H. BAYLY tears tell There's thine thou art Twas voice wave whisper Widow Machree wild wind wine young
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Страница 49 - Her throat is like the swan ; Her face it is the fairest That e'er the sun shone on, — That e'er the sun shone on ; And dark blue is her e'e ; And for bonnie Annie Laurie I'd lay me doune and dee. Like dew on the gowan lying Is the fa...
Страница 162 - Shall I, wasting in despair, Die because a woman's fair? Or make pale my cheeks with care 'Cause another's rosy are? Be she fairer than the day, Or the flowery meads in May, If she think not well of me, What care I how fair she be?
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