New American Music Reader, Ausgabe 1

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Richardson, Smith & Company, 1903
 

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Seite 127 - Sing a song of sixpence, A pocket full of rye; Four and twenty blackbirds Baked in a pie. When the pie was opened, The birds began to sing; Was not that a dainty dish To set before the king!
Seite 142 - Of thee I sing; Thy name I love; Sweet free-dom's song ; To Thee we sing; Land where my fa - thers died ! Land of the I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and Let mor - tal tongues a - wake ; Let all that Long may our land be bright With free-dom's • ^ Pil-grims...
Seite 51 - THERE was a little man, And he had a little gun, And his bullets were made of lead, lead, lead; He went to the brook And saw a little duck, And he shot it right through the head, head, head.
Seite 142 - ry moun - tain side Let free - dom ring ! tem -pled hills: My heart with rap - ture thrills Like that a - bove. breathe par-take; Let rocks their si - lence break, The sound pro- long, ho - ly light; Pro - tect us by thy might, Great God, our King! \ Q»n — ir~ 1 — П F 1 Г J — 1 H f* i 1 /T^ti \ КПГ4 — a ¿— — J — -±-— ¡===¿r-:« i — ¿-^= Ц — 7 J ] 1 . My coun 2.
Seite 85 - Name. 2 Can a child presume to choose Where or how to live? Can a Father's love refuse All the best to give? More thou givest every day Than the best can claim, Nor withholdest aught that may Glorify thy Name.
Seite 112 - ÄJ_ _ ...... i 2 1 f > 1. Now the day is о - ver, Night is draw -ing nigh,.. . 2. Je - sus give the wea - ry Calm and sweet re - pose, . . . 3. Thro' the long night-watch - es May Thine an - gels spread.
Seite 137 - For rest the night; May thine an - gel - guards de - fend us, Slum -hex 3 sweet thy mer - cy send Ho - ly dreams and ^ hopes at - tend us, This live - long night.
Seite 35 - Over the river and through the wood. To grandfather's house we go; The horse knows the way To carry the sleigh Through the white and drifted snow. Over the river and through the wood,— . Oh, how the wind does blow! It stings the toes, And bites the nose, As over the ground we go. Over the river and through the wood, To have a first-rate play. Hear the bells ring, "Ting-a-ling-ding!
Seite 75 - Lazy sheep, pray tell me why In the pleasant field you lie, Eating grass and daisies white, From the morning till the night: Everything can something do; But what kind of use are you...
Seite 125 - IF I were a Queen, What would I do ? I'd make you King, And I'd wait on you.' ' If I were a King, What would I do ? I'd make you Queen, For I'd marry you.

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