Marlborough Upper School Songsprinted at "The Times" Office, 1901 |
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... leaves are paling yellow Or kindling into red , And the ripe and golden barley Is hanging down its head . All among the barley , Who would not be blithe , When the free and happy barley Is smiling on the scythe ? The spring is like a ...
... leaves are paling yellow Or kindling into red , And the ripe and golden barley Is hanging down its head . All among the barley , Who would not be blithe , When the free and happy barley Is smiling on the scythe ? The spring is like a ...
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... leave of your dads , And away to the Maypole hie , For every fair has a sweetheart there , And the fiddler's standing by ; For Willy shall dance with Jane , and Johnny has got his Joan , To trip it , trip it , trip it , trip it , trip ...
... leave of your dads , And away to the Maypole hie , For every fair has a sweetheart there , And the fiddler's standing by ; For Willy shall dance with Jane , and Johnny has got his Joan , To trip it , trip it , trip it , trip it , trip ...
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... leave a kiss within the cup , And I'll not look for wine . The thirst that from the soul doth rise , Doth ask a draught divine ; But might I of Jove's nectar sip , I would not change for thine . I sent thee late a rosy wreath , Not so ...
... leave a kiss within the cup , And I'll not look for wine . The thirst that from the soul doth rise , Doth ask a draught divine ; But might I of Jove's nectar sip , I would not change for thine . I sent thee late a rosy wreath , Not so ...
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... leave the swan repining . Ye gods above ! Oh ! hear my prayer , To my beauteous fair to bind me , And send me safely back again To the girl I left behind me . The bee shall honey taste no more , The dove become a ranger , The falling ...
... leave the swan repining . Ye gods above ! Oh ! hear my prayer , To my beauteous fair to bind me , And send me safely back again To the girl I left behind me . The bee shall honey taste no more , The dove become a ranger , The falling ...
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... leave his idle bed . The sun is glad to see us clad All in our lusty green , And smiles in the sky , as he riseth high , To see and to be seen . Awake , all men , I say again , Be merry as you may ; For Harry our king is gone hunting To ...
... leave his idle bed . The sun is glad to see us clad All in our lusty green , And smiles in the sky , as he riseth high , To see and to be seen . Awake , all men , I say again , Be merry as you may ; For Harry our king is gone hunting To ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Adeste alive oh Allan Water auld lang syne banjo banks of Allan Bill Brewer blow blue Bonny Dundee boys brave called cheer dance darling dear Doo Dah doth drink drum dumb feel gay Fiddle-diddle-dee fiddlers foes ford gallant girl glory go a-hunting to-day gone Hearts of oak Here's a health Highland laddie hounds Hurrah Inserted by kind Island Jack Jan Stewer John Peel jolly Kabul River Keel row Killaloe kind permission lads land lass Lowland sea Men of Harlech merry old soul morning ne'er never night o'er old horse died Old King Cole paddle permission of Messrs pull Ri fe rol roast beef Rule Britannia sailor says ship sing soldier song soul is marching stormy winds sweet thee thro Tit-willow Tommy Atkins trip twang Twas twee Vive la compagnie wife Willow the King Yhic yac yow
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 29 - DRINK to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup, And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
Seite 50 - Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home...
Seite 102 - OLD King Cole was a merry old soul, And a merry old soul was he; He called for his pipe, and he called for his bowl, And he called for his fiddlers three.
Seite 119 - Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee! Wha for Scotland's king and law Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand, or freeman fa?
Seite 118 - Of all the girls that are so smart There's none like pretty Sally; She is the darling of my heart, And she lives in our alley. There is no lady in the land Is half so sweet as Sally; She is the darling of my heart, And she lives in our alley.
Seite 118 - But sure such folks could ne'er beget So sweet a girl as Sally ! She is the darling of my heart, And she lives in our alley.
Seite 92 - THE minstrel boy to the war is gone, In the ranks of death you'll find him ; His father's sword he has girded on, And his wild harp slung behind him. " Land of song !" said the warrior-bard, " Though all the world betrays thee, One sword, at least, thy rights shall guard, One faithful harp shall praise thee...
Seite 92 - Though all the world betrays thee, One sword, at least, thy rights shall guard, One faithful harp shall praise thee !" The minstrel fell ! but the foeman's chain Could not bring his proud soul under ! The harp he...
Seite 5 - We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet For auld lang syne. We twa hae run about the braes, And pu'd the gowans fine ; But we've wander'd mony a weary foot Sin
Seite 27 - Rovin' tho' his death fell, he went wi' heart at ease, An' dreamin' arl the time o' Plymouth Hoe. "Take my drum to England, hang et by the shore, Strike et when your powder's runnin' low; If the Dons sight Devon, I'll quit the port o' Heaven, An' drum them up the Channel as we drummed them long ago." Drake he's in his hammock till the great Armadas come, (Capten, art tha sleepin...