The British minstrel; A choice collection of modern songs. 2 pt. [in 1 vol. With a general title-leaf The British minstrel, a choice collection of popular songs].1848 |
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Pagina 17
... e'er I'd heave another sigh for thee . Adlea , my native , & e 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 ...
... e'er I'd heave another sigh for thee . Adlea , my native , & e 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 ...
Pagina 40
... e'er I'd said " love and obey , " My mama came and bore me away ; 66 Cried she , Girl , what would you have done ! That man's but a younger son . " So perhaps it's as well as it is . But , gents , now what am I to do ? My sad case I ...
... e'er I'd said " love and obey , " My mama came and bore me away ; 66 Cried she , Girl , what would you have done ! That man's but a younger son . " So perhaps it's as well as it is . But , gents , now what am I to do ? My sad case I ...
Pagina 71
... e'er I led you from the way , Forgi'e your Minstrel aince for a ' ; A tear fa's wi ' his parting lay , Good night , and joy be wi ' ye a ' . FORGET ME NOT . Music at Duncomb's , Middle - Row , Holborn . Go , youth beloved , to distant ...
... e'er I led you from the way , Forgi'e your Minstrel aince for a ' ; A tear fa's wi ' his parting lay , Good night , and joy be wi ' ye a ' . FORGET ME NOT . Music at Duncomb's , Middle - Row , Holborn . Go , youth beloved , to distant ...
Pagina 72
... e'er I spend , Are spent among the lasses , O ! There's nought but care on every han ' , In every hour that passes , O ! What signifies the life o ' man , An ' ' twere na for the lasses , O ! Green grow , & c . The warly race may riches ...
... e'er I spend , Are spent among the lasses , O ! There's nought but care on every han ' , In every hour that passes , O ! What signifies the life o ' man , An ' ' twere na for the lasses , O ! Green grow , & c . The warly race may riches ...
Pagina 84
... d wi ' pouder . But for wher ' as these cursed preeks , Wherewi ' her n - be lockit , O hon that e'er she saw the day For a ' her houghs be prokit . Every t'ing in te Highlands now Pe turn't to alteration 84 A CHOICE COLLECTION.
... d wi ' pouder . But for wher ' as these cursed preeks , Wherewi ' her n - be lockit , O hon that e'er she saw the day For a ' her houghs be prokit . Every t'ing in te Highlands now Pe turn't to alteration 84 A CHOICE COLLECTION.
Termeni și expresii frecvente
Allan water auld lang syne beauty bells black crows boatie rows bonnie lassie bosom bowl boys brave bright charms cheer countreman cried dance dear delight drink e'er ev'ry eyes fair farewell flower fond frae girl give green happy Hark hear heart Holborn John pie kiss lads lal lal lal land lass life's live love thee maid merrily merry Middle-Row Monro and May's morn Music Music-at Duncomb's Music-at Messrs Music-at Wybrow's Music-at Z. T. Purday's ne'er never night nose Numps o'er Old King Cole pleasure poor Rathbone Place Ri too ral Rose Rule Britannia sail sailor shore sigh sing sleep smile Soho Square song soon sorrow soul sure sweet tear tell there's thine thou thought Twas waves weel wife wind wine wish young youth
Pasaje populare
Pagina 17 - 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.
Pagina 62 - 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.
Pagina 17 - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the...
Pagina 189 - As fair art thou, my bonie 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' the sun : I will luve thee still, my dear, While the sands o
Pagina 173 - Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory; We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory.
Pagina 18 - One touch to her hand, and one word in her ear. When they reached the hall door, and the charger stood near; So light to the croupe the fair lady he swung, So light to the saddle before her he sprung! "She is won! we are gone, over bank, bush, and scaur: They'll have fleet steeds that follow,
Pagina 192 - Our song and feast shall flow To the fame of your name, When the storm has ceased to blow!
Pagina 107 - I know a bank where the wild thyme blows, Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows, Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, With sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine...
Pagina 172 - Not a 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. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast...
Pagina 189 - O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath, their fragrant shade, I clasp'd her to my bosom! The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie; For dear to me, as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vow, and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu...