The Phono-bretto: (phonograph Libretto) The Indispensible Companion of the Phonograph, and Faithful Interpreter of about Seven Hundred Sung and Spoken Phonograph SelectionsPhono-Bretto Company, 1919 - 416 pagini |
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Pagina 1
... Rose as where some buried Caesar bled ; That every Hyacinth the Garden wears , Drop't in her lap from some once lovely Head . Myself When Young Myself when young did eagerly frequent Doctor and Saint , and heard great argument , But ...
... Rose as where some buried Caesar bled ; That every Hyacinth the Garden wears , Drop't in her lap from some once lovely Head . Myself When Young Myself when young did eagerly frequent Doctor and Saint , and heard great argument , But ...
Pagina 7
... ROSE Frost In the heart of dear old Ireland Grew a little Irish rose ; In the garden of Killarney And so the story goes ; This sweet rose was loved by a soldier boy Who loved her for his own ; Now the rose droops her head , For the ...
... ROSE Frost In the heart of dear old Ireland Grew a little Irish rose ; In the garden of Killarney And so the story goes ; This sweet rose was loved by a soldier boy Who loved her for his own ; Now the rose droops her head , For the ...
Pagina 8
... ROSE - Continued Chorus : When he marched away with the colors gay From that dear little Isle of green There were ... rose . In the garden of Killarney , Pretty rose now droops her head , By the magic stone of Blarney , And the petals ...
... ROSE - Continued Chorus : When he marched away with the colors gay From that dear little Isle of green There were ... rose . In the garden of Killarney , Pretty rose now droops her head , By the magic stone of Blarney , And the petals ...
Pagina 10
... rose to lift her head , While the wren in shady glen , Tells the blinking owl the night has filed . Used by permission , words and music copyright 1915 by FRANK K. ROOT & CO . , CHICAGO , ILL . Edison Blue Amberol Record 2763 I'M GOING ...
... rose to lift her head , While the wren in shady glen , Tells the blinking owl the night has filed . Used by permission , words and music copyright 1915 by FRANK K. ROOT & CO . , CHICAGO , ILL . Edison Blue Amberol Record 2763 I'M GOING ...
Pagina 27
... Rose . ' Mid the sweet magnolias perfuming , Rose of Dixie sweetly is blooming , Why am I so gay ? ' Cause I'm on my way , Listen , while I say : Chorus : I love the name of Dixie , Dixie , my home , sweet home ; I love its sunshine , I ...
... Rose . ' Mid the sweet magnolias perfuming , Rose of Dixie sweetly is blooming , Why am I so gay ? ' Cause I'm on my way , Listen , while I say : Chorus : I love the name of Dixie , Dixie , my home , sweet home ; I love its sunshine , I ...
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Pagina 392 - They tell us, sir, that we are weak; unable to cope with so formidable an adversary. But when shall we be stronger? Will it be the next week, or the next year? Will it be when we are totally disarmed, and when a British guard shall be stationed in every house?
Pagina 203 - Sweet and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western sea, Low, low, breathe and blow, Wind of the western sea ! Over the rolling waters go, Come from the dying moon, and blow, Blow him again to me ; While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps. Sleep and rest, sleep and rest, Father will come to thee soon...
Pagina 331 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin 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.
Pagina 367 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes : and thus far hear me, Cromwell ; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble...
Pagina 157 - She:d come again, and with a greedy ear Devour up my discourse : which I observing, Took once a pliant hour, and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart, That I would all my pilgrimage dilate, Whereof by parcels she had something heard, But not intentively.
Pagina 313 - Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest — For Brutus is an honorable man; So are they all, all honorable men — Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me: But Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honorable man.
Pagina 234 - It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes.
Pagina 138 - And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, . And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor: And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted — nevermore...
Pagina 219 - To bait fish withal: if it will feed nothing else, it will feed my revenge. He hath disgraced me, and hindered me half a million; laughed at my losses, mocked at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled my friends, heated mine enemies; and what's his reason? I am a Jew.
Pagina 19 - I HEARD the voice of Jesus say, " Come unto Me and rest ; Lay down, thou weary one, lay down Thy head upon My breast !" I came to Jesus as I was, Weary, and worn, and sad ; I found in Him a resting-place, And He has made me glad. 2 I heard the voice of Jesus say, " Behold, I freely give The living water ; thirsty one, Stoop down, and drink, and live...