The book of modern songs, ed. by J.E. CarpenterJoseph Edwards Carpenter Routledge, 1858 - 275 страница |
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... sunny Side The Low - back'd Car The White Squall ............. All's Well The Angels of the House . I'm not myself at all .. Kate Kearney Mother , he's going away Katty Avourneen My Heart and Lute Oh , charming May It was Dunois the ...
... sunny Side The Low - back'd Car The White Squall ............. All's Well The Angels of the House . I'm not myself at all .. Kate Kearney Mother , he's going away Katty Avourneen My Heart and Lute Oh , charming May It was Dunois the ...
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... sunny beam ; She has pass'd away before us , And has left us but a dream . There are flowers that fade in summer , That the spring - time may restore ; But the heart grows sad and weary , Ere the winter time is o'er . In a thousand sunny ...
... sunny beam ; She has pass'd away before us , And has left us but a dream . There are flowers that fade in summer , That the spring - time may restore ; But the heart grows sad and weary , Ere the winter time is o'er . In a thousand sunny ...
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... sunny skies , Rich in joy and beauty , Merry hearts and laughing eyes Still make affection duty . Happy land ! happy land ! Ne'er from thee my heart can stray ; I would fain hear again The merry mountain lay . Li , li , la , la , & c ...
... sunny skies , Rich in joy and beauty , Merry hearts and laughing eyes Still make affection duty . Happy land ! happy land ! Ne'er from thee my heart can stray ; I would fain hear again The merry mountain lay . Li , li , la , la , & c ...
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... omens draw divine . Blithe fire ! what fairy visions in thy cheerful front we trace , Bright faces , sunny landscapes , that still smile at ev'ry care ! Thy ashes tell us we must die , but thoughts MODERN SONGS . 61 The old Chimney Corner.
... omens draw divine . Blithe fire ! what fairy visions in thy cheerful front we trace , Bright faces , sunny landscapes , that still smile at ev'ry care ! Thy ashes tell us we must die , but thoughts MODERN SONGS . 61 The old Chimney Corner.
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... sunny hue , Still to me wilt thou be dearer Than all the world shall own ; I have loved thee for thy beauty , But not for that alone . I have watch'd thy heart , dear Mary , And its goodness was the wile That has made thee mine for ever ...
... sunny hue , Still to me wilt thou be dearer Than all the world shall own ; I have loved thee for thy beauty , But not for that alone . I have watch'd thy heart , dear Mary , And its goodness was the wile That has made thee mine for ever ...
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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 87 - THE BELLS OF SHANDON With deep affection and recollection I often think of those Shandon bells, Whose sounds so wild would, in the days of childhood, Fling round my cradle their magic spells. On this I ponder where'er I wander, And thus grow fonder, sweet Cork, of thee; With thy bells of Shandon that sound so grand on The pleasant waters of the River Lee.
Страница 123 - Blow, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude ; Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude.
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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