The New-England Pocket Songster: A Choice Collection of Popular Songs, New and OldClaremont Manufacturing Company, 1846 - 160 Seiten |
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... thee Good night , good night , my dearest ** ERJAA 129 28 125 10 . 116 115 51 • 41 • 91 77 124 Have you not seen the Scotchman's wallet 24 Hail Columbia ! happy land ! 43 97 82 Hail to the chief , who in triumph advances 50 Hail ! ye ...
... thee Good night , good night , my dearest ** ERJAA 129 28 125 10 . 116 115 51 • 41 • 91 77 124 Have you not seen the Scotchman's wallet 24 Hail Columbia ! happy land ! 43 97 82 Hail to the chief , who in triumph advances 50 Hail ! ye ...
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... thee On Elim's barren shore ? That fire from Heave'n which led thee , Now lights thy path no more . Lord ! thou didst love Jerusalem ; - Once , she was all thy own ; Her love thy fajrest heritage , Her power thy glory's throne . Till ...
... thee On Elim's barren shore ? That fire from Heave'n which led thee , Now lights thy path no more . Lord ! thou didst love Jerusalem ; - Once , she was all thy own ; Her love thy fajrest heritage , Her power thy glory's throne . Till ...
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... thee , A prostrate warrior view , Whose love , delight and glory , Are center'd all in you . THE INDIAN PHILOSOPHER . WHY should our joys transform to pain ? Why gentle Hymen's silken chain , A plague of iron prove ! Bendish , ' tis ...
... thee , A prostrate warrior view , Whose love , delight and glory , Are center'd all in you . THE INDIAN PHILOSOPHER . WHY should our joys transform to pain ? Why gentle Hymen's silken chain , A plague of iron prove ! Bendish , ' tis ...
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... thee thy home still is here ; Here still is the smile , that no cloud can o'ercast , And the heart and the hand ... thee , whatever thou art . Thou hast call'd me thy angel , in moments of bliss , Still thy angel I'll be , ' midst the ...
... thee thy home still is here ; Here still is the smile , that no cloud can o'ercast , And the heart and the hand ... thee , whatever thou art . Thou hast call'd me thy angel , in moments of bliss , Still thy angel I'll be , ' midst the ...
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... thee . Sweet , sweet home , & c . JOY TO THE VICTORS ! -By Sir Walter Scott . Joy to the victors ! the sons of old Aspen ! Joy to the race of the battle and scar ! Glory's proud garland triumphantly grasping ; Generous in peace and ...
... thee . Sweet , sweet home , & c . JOY TO THE VICTORS ! -By Sir Walter Scott . Joy to the victors ! the sons of old Aspen ! Joy to the race of the battle and scar ! Glory's proud garland triumphantly grasping ; Generous in peace and ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
auld lang syne Balloch Bay of Biscay beauty blest bloom bonnets of blue bonny lassie bosom bower boys braes brave breast bright cheer Cheerily oh crazy Jane crew cried dear death e'er Erin go bragh fair flowers Fol lol fond frae friends hand happy hast hear heart Hearts of oak Heaven highland laddie John Anderson Kentucky lady land Largo Bay lass lassie lawland liberty lov'd maid marries little Mary Merrily oh Morgiana Mullinavat ne'er never night niversity of Gottingen o'er Paddy Carey Patty peace pleasure poor rare Who marries remember rose round Roy's wife sailor shore sigh sing smile soldier soul star Star-spangled Banner storm sweet tear tell thee There's nae luck thou thought thro tree turn those eyes twas twine wave Wearily oh weep whistle wife of Aldivalloch Yankee Doodle youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 76 - Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there: O say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave? On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Seite 122 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember...
Seite 123 - I remember, I remember, The fir-trees dark and high ; I used to think their slender tops Were close against the sky : It was a childish ignorance, But now 'tis little joy To know I'm further off from heaven Than when I was a boy.
Seite 20 - I'm the chief of Ulva's isle, And this, Lord Ullin's daughter. 'And fast before her father's men Three days we've fled together, For should he find us in the glen, My blood would stain the heather. 'His horsemen hard behind us ride — Should they our steps discover, Then who will cheer my bonny bride When they have slain her lover?
Seite 95 - We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him ; But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
Seite 76 - Oh ! say, can you see, by the dawn's early light, What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming? Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight, O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming...
Seite 123 - I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing; My spirit flew in feathers then That is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow.
Seite 95 - Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow ; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
Seite 81 - I'll not leave thee, thou lone one! To pine on the stem ; Since the lovely are sleeping, Go, sleep thou with them; Thus kindly I scatter Thy leaves o'er the bed Where thy mates of the garden Lie scentless and dead.
Seite 22 - I'll forgive your Highland chief, My daughter ! — oh my daughter...