A separate issue of part of The entertainer's song book ed. by J.E.CarpenterJoseph Edwards Carpenter 1867 |
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... Spring Be kind to thy Father Blind Alice Bonnie Kate and Harry .. Broken Silence By the Blue Sea By the Silvery Hawthorn Tree .... CLARINE Come , thou Monarch of the Vine Come unto these Yellow Sands Come , let us go to the Land ...
... Spring Be kind to thy Father Blind Alice Bonnie Kate and Harry .. Broken Silence By the Blue Sea By the Silvery Hawthorn Tree .... CLARINE Come , thou Monarch of the Vine Come unto these Yellow Sands Come , let us go to the Land ...
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... Spring .. The Wind , Hurrah . The Young Rose .... The Zegri Maid . ' Tis beauty holds the Sceptre ... " Tis lone on the Waters ... Trim the Lamp ....... UP , Sailor Boy , ' tis Day PUBLISHER . PAGE D'Almaine & Co. 70 C. Jefferys ...
... Spring .. The Wind , Hurrah . The Young Rose .... The Zegri Maid . ' Tis beauty holds the Sceptre ... " Tis lone on the Waters ... Trim the Lamp ....... UP , Sailor Boy , ' tis Day PUBLISHER . PAGE D'Almaine & Co. 70 C. Jefferys ...
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... spring , When bud and bloom appear , We heard the truant cuckoo sing , To welcome in the year ; It sung within some mossy cell , Where fairy creatures love to dwell , And sweet its measured cadence fell Upon the listening ear . Cuckoo ...
... spring , When bud and bloom appear , We heard the truant cuckoo sing , To welcome in the year ; It sung within some mossy cell , Where fairy creatures love to dwell , And sweet its measured cadence fell Upon the listening ear . Cuckoo ...
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... spring , Oh ! to hear the cuckoo sing ! CLARIBEL . ] JANET'S BRIDAL . [ Music by CLARIBEL , AND so I am going to be married This brightest , merriest day ; They are gathering now for the bridal , Oh , what will the neighbours say ? I ...
... spring , Oh ! to hear the cuckoo sing ! CLARIBEL . ] JANET'S BRIDAL . [ Music by CLARIBEL , AND so I am going to be married This brightest , merriest day ; They are gathering now for the bridal , Oh , what will the neighbours say ? I ...
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... spring - guns , The hour of assignation waits , And into every danger runs : Nor father , brother , husband shuns , Their weapons e'er so sharp ; The open'd window lulls his fears , While , softly riding on the breeze , The well - known ...
... spring - guns , The hour of assignation waits , And into every danger runs : Nor father , brother , husband shuns , Their weapons e'er so sharp ; The open'd window lulls his fears , While , softly riding on the breeze , The well - known ...
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Стр. 65 - 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...
Стр. 63 - How sleep the brave who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod.
Стр. 65 - 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!
Стр. 83 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day ? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date...
Стр. 91 - Fair daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon: As yet the early-rising sun Has not attained his noon. Stay, stay, Until the hasting day Has run But to the evensong; And, having prayed together, we Will go with you along. » We have short time to stay as you; We have as short a spring; As quick a growth to meet decay, As you or anything. We die, As your hours do, and dry Away Like to the summer's rain; Or as the pearls of morning's dew, Ne'er to be found again.
Стр. 134 - One by one the sands are flowing, One by one the moments fall; Some are coming, some are going; Do not strive to grasp them all. One by one thy duties wait thee, Let thy whole strength go to each, Let no future dreams elate thee, Learn thou first what these can teach.
Стр. 18 - When the lamp is shattered The light in the dust lies dead — When the cloud is scattered, The rainbow's glory is shed. When the lute is broken, Sweet tones are remembered not; When the lips have spoken, Loved accents are soon forgot. As music and splendour Survive not the lamp and the lute, The heart's echoes render No song when the spirit is mute...
Стр. 2 - Philomel, with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby ; Lulla, lulla, lullaby, lulla, lulla, lullaby : Never harm, Nor spell nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh ; So, good night, with lullaby.
Стр. 80 - 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.
Стр. 2 - A weary lot is thine, fair maid, A weary lot is thine ! To pull the thorn thy brow to braid, And press the rue for wine! A lightsome eye, a soldier's mien, A feather of the blue, A doublet of the Lincoln green, — No more of me you knew, My love!