The book of modern songs, ed. by J.E. CarpenterJoseph Edwards Carpenter Routledge, 1858 - 275 страница |
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... Roses Cocks and Co. 40 The Flower Gatherers Ditto 41 John Anderson my Joe , John . Ditto 42 Far , far away at Sea Dilto 42 Simon the Cellarer .. Come , dwell with me ' Tis hard to give the Hand Free as the Air I will be Phillip the ...
... Roses Cocks and Co. 40 The Flower Gatherers Ditto 41 John Anderson my Joe , John . Ditto 42 Far , far away at Sea Dilto 42 Simon the Cellarer .. Come , dwell with me ' Tis hard to give the Hand Free as the Air I will be Phillip the ...
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... Roses Cocks and Co. 40 The Flower Gatherers Ditto 41 John Anderson my Joe , John . Difto 42 Far , far away at Sea Dilto 42 Free as the Air I will be Metzler and Co. 43 Simon the Cellarer .. Addison and Co. 44 Come , dwell with me ...
... Roses Cocks and Co. 40 The Flower Gatherers Ditto 41 John Anderson my Joe , John . Difto 42 Far , far away at Sea Dilto 42 Free as the Air I will be Metzler and Co. 43 Simon the Cellarer .. Addison and Co. 44 Come , dwell with me ...
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... Roses fade ? . Speak gently Fading away The Bride .. The Holly , the Holly .. The Lake of Killarney She wore a Wreath of ... Rose of Affection Why are you wandering here , I pray ? ... H. May Smile again , my bonnie Lassie Draw the Sword ...
... Roses fade ? . Speak gently Fading away The Bride .. The Holly , the Holly .. The Lake of Killarney She wore a Wreath of ... Rose of Affection Why are you wandering here , I pray ? ... H. May Smile again , my bonnie Lassie Draw the Sword ...
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... Rose of Allandale The Lass o ' Patie's Mill The Haymaker ... Willie brew'd a Peck o ' Maut . The Soldier's Tear We ... Roses My Cottage near Rochelle And ye shall walk in silk attire The Rover's Bride Queen of my Soul Woman The Dying ...
... Rose of Allandale The Lass o ' Patie's Mill The Haymaker ... Willie brew'd a Peck o ' Maut . The Soldier's Tear We ... Roses My Cottage near Rochelle And ye shall walk in silk attire The Rover's Bride Queen of my Soul Woman The Dying ...
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... Co ....... 258 Various Jefferys 259 260 R. Cocks and Co. 261 D'Almaine & Co. 262 J. Williams . 262 D'Almaine & Co. 263 Cramer and Co .. 264 Duff and Co ....... 265 TITLE . The Rose of Allandale The Lass o ' xii CONTENTS .
... Co ....... 258 Various Jefferys 259 260 R. Cocks and Co. 261 D'Almaine & Co. 262 J. Williams . 262 D'Almaine & Co. 263 Cramer and Co .. 264 Duff and Co ....... 265 TITLE . The Rose of Allandale The Lass o ' xii CONTENTS .
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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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