The Souvenir Minstrel: A Choice Collection of the Most Admired Songs, Duets, Glees, Choruses, &c., &c. with Several Originals, and Many Favorites of the Principal VocalistsMarshall, Clark, 1833 - 256 Seiten |
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ADAPTED TO MUSIC adieu AE FOND KISS auld lang syne bark beam beauty bird bloom bonnie lassie bosom bower braes brave breast breath breeze bright bright eyes Brignal Charlie charms cheer CORNWALL dark dear dearest dream dwell e'er echo Erin go bragh ev'ry fair Fal lal lal farewell flowers fond forever frae gentle glory green Hark haste hear heart Heigho hills horn hour John Anderson Kate Kearney kiss lady Largo bay lass light look Love's maid merrily merry moon morning mountain native ne'er never night numbers o'er pibroch pleasure roam Rob Roy Macgregor rose ROSLIN CASTLE round rove shore sigh sing sleep slumbers smile soft song sorrow soul sound star stream sung sunset tree sweetly tears tell there's thine thou thro Troubadour voice wake wander wave weep wild wind WORDS young Jessie youth
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Seite 125 - BY BEN. JONSON. Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup, And I '11 not look for wine. The thirst that from my soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar
Seite 125 - not look for wine. The thirst that from my soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sip, I would not change for thine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honoring thee, As giving it a hope, that there It would not
Seite 193 - twinkle lights me;— Dark despair around benights me. I '11 ne'er blame my partial fancy, Naething could resist my Nancy: But to see her, was to love her; Love but her, and love forever. Had we never loved sae kindly, Had we never loved sae blindly, Never met—or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted*
Seite 19 - And we heard the distant and random gun That the foe was sullenly firing. When the clock struck the hour for retiring; Slowly and sadly we laid him down, We carved not a line, and we raised not a stoneBut we left him alone with his glory ! ■ From the field of his fame fresh and gory;
Seite 19 - enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest— With his martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow j
Seite 19 - drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried; Not a soldier discharged his farewell-shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried. The sods with our bayonets turning; By the struggling moon-beam's misty light, We buried him darkly, at dead of night, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet
Seite 85 - And quick to the white-pebbled bottom it fell, 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
Seite 85 - them to view— The orchard, the meadow, the deep-tangled wildwood, And every loved spot which my infancy knew ; The wide-spreading pond, and the mill which stood by it, The bridge, and the rock where the cataract fell, The cot of my father, the dairy-house nigh it, The old oaken
Seite 32 - Mid pleasures and palaces, though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there 's no place like home; A charm from the skies, seems to hallow us there, Which, seek through the world, is ne'er met with
Seite 196 - Fare thee well, thou first and fairest! Fare thee well, thou best and dearest! Thine be ilka joy and treasure, Peace, enjoyment, love, and pleasure ! Ae fond kiss, and then we sever; Ae farewell, alas ! forever! Deep in heart-wrung tears I '11 pledge thee, Warring sighs and groans I '11 wage thee.