The pocket encyclopedia of Scottish, English, and Irish songs, selected from the works of the most eminent poets; with original pieces, and notes, Volume 21816 |
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Pagina 6
... sorrow , To sully a heart so brilliant and light ; But balmy drops of the red grape borrow , To bathe the relic from morn till night . When the light of my song is o'er , O ! bear my harp to yon ancient hall ; Hang it up at that ...
... sorrow , To sully a heart so brilliant and light ; But balmy drops of the red grape borrow , To bathe the relic from morn till night . When the light of my song is o'er , O ! bear my harp to yon ancient hall ; Hang it up at that ...
Pagina 18
... sorrow , And blythe as the lark , that each day hails the dawn , Look forward with hope for to - morrow . With a porch at my door both for shelter and shade too , As the sun - shine or rain may prevail ; With a small spot of ground for ...
... sorrow , And blythe as the lark , that each day hails the dawn , Look forward with hope for to - morrow . With a porch at my door both for shelter and shade too , As the sun - shine or rain may prevail ; With a small spot of ground for ...
Pagina 19
... sorrow , With my friends I will share what to - day may afford , And let them spread the table to - morrow , And when I at last must throw off this frail cov'ring , Which I've worn for threescore years and ten , On the brink of the ...
... sorrow , With my friends I will share what to - day may afford , And let them spread the table to - morrow , And when I at last must throw off this frail cov'ring , Which I've worn for threescore years and ten , On the brink of the ...
Pagina 26
... sorrows of Sadi the Moor . In spite of his plaint , to the galley they bore him , His Zelda and children to mourn and deplore ; At morn , from his fev'rish slumbers they tore him , And with blows hardly treated poor Sadi the Moor . At ...
... sorrows of Sadi the Moor . In spite of his plaint , to the galley they bore him , His Zelda and children to mourn and deplore ; At morn , from his fev'rish slumbers they tore him , And with blows hardly treated poor Sadi the Moor . At ...
Pagina 30
... . And when life's path grows dark and strait , And pressing ills on ills await , Then friendship , sorrow to abate , The helping hand will offer . Taste life's , & c . She dries his tears , she strews his way , 30 ENGLISH SONGS .
... . And when life's path grows dark and strait , And pressing ills on ills await , Then friendship , sorrow to abate , The helping hand will offer . Taste life's , & c . She dries his tears , she strews his way , 30 ENGLISH SONGS .
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
ADIEU Arethusa Ballyporeen bay of Biscay beam beauty bless blest blooming blow bosom boys brave breast breath bright charms cheek cheer cold cottage Crazy Jane cried dear death delight Derry e'er Erin Erin go Bragh ev'ry fair Farewell fate father father Murphy flowers fond frae girl glory go Bragh grave grief happy Hark heart Hearts of oak Heav'n hope Kate Kearney Killarney kiss lads lass life's lov'd love's lover maid mild ale mirth Molly Malone morning mourn ne'er Neddy never night Norah o'er Paddy pity pleasure poor pow'r Robin Adair Robin Gray rose round Rule Britannia sail says shore sigh sigh'd sing smile soft soldier song sorrow soul sprig of shillelah storms sung sweet sweetly tear tell thee there's thine thou thro TUNE Twas vale wander Whilst whisky wind young youth
Populaire passages
Pagina 151 - India's coast we sail, Thy eyes are seen in diamonds bright; Thy breath is Afric's spicy gale. Thy skin is ivory so white. Thus every beauteous object that I view, Wakes in my soul some charm of lovely Sue.
Pagina 267 - I'll wage thee ! Who shall say that Fortune grieves him While the star of hope she leaves him ? Me, nae cheerfu' twinkle lights me, Dark despair around benights me. I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy ; Naething could resist my Nancy ; But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love for ever.
Pagina 280 - And You, farewell ! whose merits claim Justly, that highest badge to wear ! Heav'n bless your honor'd, noble name To Masonry and Scotia dear! A last request permit me here, When yearly ye assemble a', One round, I ask it with a tear, To him, the Bard that's far awa'.
Pagina 150 - So the sweet lark, high poised in air. Shuts close his pinions to his breast (If, chance, his mate's shrill call he hear), And drops at once into her nest.
Pagina 151 - O Susan, Susan, lovely dear, My vows shall ever true remain; Let me kiss off that falling tear; We only part to meet again. Change as ye list, ye winds; my heart shall be The faithful compass that still points to thee.
Pagina 277 - Where shall the traitor rest, He, the deceiver, Who could win maiden's breast, Ruin, and leave her? In the lost battle, Borne down by the flying, Where mingles war's rattle With groans of the dying; Eleu loro There shall he be lying.
Pagina 176 - Sad is my fate! said the heart-broken stranger; The wild deer and wolf to a covert can flee, But I have no refuge from famine and danger, A home and a country remain not to me.
Pagina 71 - She quells the floods below, As they roar on the shore When the stormy winds do blow ; When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Pagina 61 - FAREWELL to the Land, where the gloom of my Glory Arose and o'ershadow'd the earth with her name— She abandons me now — but the page of her story, The brightest or blackest, is fill'd with my fame.
Pagina 106 - While o'er the ship wild waves are beating, We for wives or children mourn : Alas ! from hence there's no retreating, Alas ! to them there's no return. Still the leak is gaining on us : Both chain-pumps are choak'd below.