The Quaver; or, Songster's pocket companionW. Milner, 1844 - 512 ページ |
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... sigh , may cry - poor Tom . THE KISS . THE kiss , dear maid , thy lips have left , Shall never part from mine , Till happier hours restore the gift Untainted back to thine . The parting glance that fondly gleams , An equal love may see ...
... sigh , may cry - poor Tom . THE KISS . THE kiss , dear maid , thy lips have left , Shall never part from mine , Till happier hours restore the gift Untainted back to thine . The parting glance that fondly gleams , An equal love may see ...
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... wakes and weeps , While Beauty sleeps ! O for Music's softest numbers ! To prompt a theme For Beauty's dream , Soft as the pillow of her slumbers . Through groves of palm Sigh gales of balm , Fire OF NATIONAL SONGS . 11.
... wakes and weeps , While Beauty sleeps ! O for Music's softest numbers ! To prompt a theme For Beauty's dream , Soft as the pillow of her slumbers . Through groves of palm Sigh gales of balm , Fire OF NATIONAL SONGS . 11.
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Quaver. Through groves of palm Sigh gales of balm , Fire - flies on the air are wheeling ; While through the gloom Comes soft perfume , The distant beds of flowers revealing . O wake and live ! No dream can give A shadow'd bliss , the ...
Quaver. Through groves of palm Sigh gales of balm , Fire - flies on the air are wheeling ; While through the gloom Comes soft perfume , The distant beds of flowers revealing . O wake and live ! No dream can give A shadow'd bliss , the ...
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... sighing ? fie ! Drink on , and let's be jolly , boys , ' Tis he , you , and I , Cold , hot , wet , or dry , We're always bound to follow , boys , And scorn to fly . ' Tis but in vain , ( I meant not to upbraid you , boys , ) " Tis but ...
... sighing ? fie ! Drink on , and let's be jolly , boys , ' Tis he , you , and I , Cold , hot , wet , or dry , We're always bound to follow , boys , And scorn to fly . ' Tis but in vain , ( I meant not to upbraid you , boys , ) " Tis but ...
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... sigh for thee . Adieu , my native , & c . In vain through shades of frowning night , Mine eyes thy rocky coast explore ; Deep sinks the fiery orb of light , I view thy beacons now no more . Rise ! billows , rise ! blow hollow winds ...
... sigh for thee . Adieu , my native , & c . In vain through shades of frowning night , Mine eyes thy rocky coast explore ; Deep sinks the fiery orb of light , I view thy beacons now no more . Rise ! billows , rise ! blow hollow winds ...
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Adam Bell adieu Allan water auld lang syne Bay of Biscay beauty bell bless blest blow blue boatie rows bonnie lassie bosom boys brave breast breath bright charms cheek cheer Crazy Jane cried Cushendall dear death drink e'er ev'ry eyes fair flower Gravesend green hand happy Hark hath head hear heard heart hearts of oak kiss lady land larning lass live Llangollen loo ral look look'd lov'd love thee love's lover maid meet merrily merry merry England morning ne'er never night nose Number o'er Paddy peace pleasure poor queen Ri too ral roam rose Rule Britannia Sambo shore sigh sing smile song soon sorrow soul sure sweet tear tell there's thine thou thought Tol de rol Troubadour Twas twill waves wife wild wind wine young
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371 ページ - HERON'S SONG. O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best, And save his good broadsword he weapons had none ; He rode all unarmed, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
96 ページ - As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I, And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry. Till a" the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi
47 ページ - 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.
359 ページ - We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow ! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him ; But little hell reck if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him...
14 ページ - 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...
153 ページ - FAINTLY as tolls the evening chime Our voices keep tune and our oars keep time. Soon as the woods on shore look dim, We'll sing at St Ann's our parting hymn...
375 ページ - In its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valour, rolling on the foe, And burning with high hope shall moulder cold and low.
378 ページ - On Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow ; And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
379 ページ - Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave ! Wave, Munich ! all thy banners wave, And charge with all thy chivalry.
375 ページ - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness ; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated...