Melodies, Duets, Trios, Songs, and Ballads: Pastoral, Amatory, Sentimental, Patriotic, Religious, and Miscellaneous. Together with Metrical Epistles, Tales and Recitations

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author, 1830 - 288 Seiten
 

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Seite 8 - Then soon, with the emblem of truth overflowing, And dripping with coolness, it rose from the well The old oaken bucket, the iron-bound bucket, The moss-covered bucket, arose from the well. How sweet from the green mossy brim to receive it, As poised on the curb it inclined to my lips! Not a
Seite 8 - as a treasure, For often at noon, when return'd from the field, I found it the source of an exquisite pleasure, The purest and sweetest that nature can yield. How ardent I seized it, with hands that were glowing, And quick to the white-pebbled bottom it fell
Seite 8 - How dear to this heart are the scones of my childhood, When fond recollection presents them to view! The orchard, the meadow, the deep-tangled wild-wood, And every loved spot which my infancy knew! The wide-spreading pond, and the mill that stood by
Seite 196 - &c. But Jackson, he was wide awake, And was'nt scared at trifles; For well he knew what aim we take, With our Kentucky rifles; So he led us down to Cypress swamp, The ground was low and mucky; There stood John Bull, in martial pomp, And here was Old Kentucky. Oh! Kentucky, &c.
Seite 195 - Ye gentlemen and ladies fair, Who grace this famous city, Just listen, if ye've time to spare, While I rehearse a ditty; And for the opportunity, Conceive yourselves quite lucky, For 'tis not often that you see, A hunter from Kentucky. Oh! Kentucky, the hunters of Kentucky, The hunters of Kentucky.
Seite 197 - twas vain to fight Where lead was all their booty, And so they wisely took to flight, And left us all the beauty. And now, if danger e'er annoys, Remember what our trade is, Just send for us Kentucky boys, And we'll protect you, Ladies. Oh! Kentucky, &c.
Seite 196 - With our Kentucky rifles; So he led us down to Cypress swamp, The ground was low and mucky; There stood John Bull, in martial pomp, And here was Old Kentucky. Oh! Kentucky, &c. A bank was raised to hide our breast, Not that we thought of dying;,
Seite 196 - Is famed for wealth and beauty— There's girls of every hue, it seems, From snowy white to sooty: So Packenham he made his brags, If he in fight was lucky, He'd have their girls and cotton bags, In spite of Old Kentucky. Oh!
Seite 196 - A bank was raised to hide our breast, Not that we thought of dying;, Behind it stood our little force— None wished it to be greater, For every man was half a horse, And half an alligator. Oh! Kentucky, &c. They did not let our patience tire, Before they showed their faces— We did not choose to waste our fire, So snugly kept our places;
Seite 139 - THE COQUETTE PUNISHED. Ellen was fair, and knew it too, As other village beauties do Whose mirrors never lie; Secure of any swain she chose, She smiled on half a dozen beaux, And, reckless of a lover's woes, She cheated these, and taunted those; " For how could any one suppose

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