The book of modern songs, ed. by J.E. CarpenterJoseph Edwards Carpenter Routledge, 1858 - 275 страница |
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... 56 Ditto 56 Hime and Son 57 Ditto 58 58 59 Ditto GO J. Williams 61 Cocks and Co. 62 Various 62 Ditto 63 J. Shepherd 61 S. Brewer . 65 Cocks and Co. 66 Old Cunwell the Pilot Would you remember me My poor vi CONTENTS .
... 56 Ditto 56 Hime and Son 57 Ditto 58 58 59 Ditto GO J. Williams 61 Cocks and Co. 62 Various 62 Ditto 63 J. Shepherd 61 S. Brewer . 65 Cocks and Co. 66 Old Cunwell the Pilot Would you remember me My poor vi CONTENTS .
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... poor Dog Tray ...... Would you remember me Poor Tom . The Troubadour The Chough and Crow My Village Fair Ditto 103 T. Holloway . 104 Various 105 Ditto 105 D'Almaine & Co. 106 Ditto 107 Ditto 108 Various 109 109 110 D'Almaine & Co. 112 ...
... poor Dog Tray ...... Would you remember me Poor Tom . The Troubadour The Chough and Crow My Village Fair Ditto 103 T. Holloway . 104 Various 105 Ditto 105 D'Almaine & Co. 106 Ditto 107 Ditto 108 Various 109 109 110 D'Almaine & Co. 112 ...
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... Poor sport of the skies ; None dreamt that the wind had a soul , In its mournful sighs . The wind , & c . Oh , happy beam , how canst thou prove That bright love of thine ? In thy light is the proof of thy love , Thou hast , thou hast ...
... Poor sport of the skies ; None dreamt that the wind had a soul , In its mournful sighs . The wind , & c . Oh , happy beam , how canst thou prove That bright love of thine ? In thy light is the proof of thy love , Thou hast , thou hast ...
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... poor fellow out in the cowld ? Och hone , Widow Machree . With such sins on your head , Sure your peace would be fled , Could you sleep in your bed , Without thinking to see , Some ghost or sprite , That would wake you each night ...
... poor fellow out in the cowld ? Och hone , Widow Machree . With such sins on your head , Sure your peace would be fled , Could you sleep in your bed , Without thinking to see , Some ghost or sprite , That would wake you each night ...
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... poor . " STRIKE THE IRON WHILE IT'S HOT . " [ Music by LOVELL PHILLIPS . With the light be up and doing J. E. CARPENTER . ] For there's danger in delay , Hope deferred but leads to ruin , Now or never 36 THE BOOK OF Leoni B Williams.
... poor . " STRIKE THE IRON WHILE IT'S HOT . " [ Music by LOVELL PHILLIPS . With the light be up and doing J. E. CARPENTER . ] For there's danger in delay , Hope deferred but leads to ruin , Now or never 36 THE BOOK OF Leoni B Williams.
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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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