The Myrtle and Vine: Or, Complete Vocal Library, Containing Several Thousands of Plaintive, Sentimental, Humorous & Bacchanalian Songs, Collected from the Muses of England, Ireland & Scotland, Volumul 2Charles Henry Wilson T. Dean, 1803 |
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Pagina 11
... glory from far , Bind the laurel , well won , round the brow of each tar ; Where actions so bold wond'ring nations admire , Brave Britons are aw'd , not by fear , foes , nor fire . Hearts of oak , & c . That vet'ran . brave gallant Howe ...
... glory from far , Bind the laurel , well won , round the brow of each tar ; Where actions so bold wond'ring nations admire , Brave Britons are aw'd , not by fear , foes , nor fire . Hearts of oak , & c . That vet'ran . brave gallant Howe ...
Pagina 16
... glory ; When mad brain war spreads death around , By them you are protected , But when in peace the nation's found , These bulwarks are neglected . CHORUS . Then O protect the hardy tar , Be mindful of his merit ,. And when again you're ...
... glory ; When mad brain war spreads death around , By them you are protected , But when in peace the nation's found , These bulwarks are neglected . CHORUS . Then O protect the hardy tar , Be mindful of his merit ,. And when again you're ...
Pagina 42
... glory rests with you , Our sails are full - sweet girls , adieu ! WHEN SANDY TOLD HIS TALE OF LOVE . Sung by Miss Howells . WHEN Sandy told his tale of love , I knew na what to do , For mither did not him approve , But I did much him ...
... glory rests with you , Our sails are full - sweet girls , adieu ! WHEN SANDY TOLD HIS TALE OF LOVE . Sung by Miss Howells . WHEN Sandy told his tale of love , I knew na what to do , For mither did not him approve , But I did much him ...
Pagina 44
... glory calls , my king commands , and Colin now niust go ; He goes , but soon will come again , enrich'd with gold and fame , Nay , dry those tears , my bonny lass , to weep it were a shame . CHORUS . The crew's on board , the sails are 44.
... glory calls , my king commands , and Colin now niust go ; He goes , but soon will come again , enrich'd with gold and fame , Nay , dry those tears , my bonny lass , to weep it were a shame . CHORUS . The crew's on board , the sails are 44.
Pagina 49
... glory calls , Britain's best bulwarks are her wooden walls . Hail , happy isle ! what , though thy vales No vine - impurpled tribute yield , Nor fann'd with odour - breathing gales , Nor crops spontaneous glad the field ; Yet Liberty ...
... glory calls , Britain's best bulwarks are her wooden walls . Hail , happy isle ! what , though thy vales No vine - impurpled tribute yield , Nor fann'd with odour - breathing gales , Nor crops spontaneous glad the field ; Yet Liberty ...
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Anacreon beat bells bless blest BLUE PETER boast bonny bottle bowl boys brave Britain's best bulwarks Britannia Britons Camperdown charms cheer chip chow CHORUS Cockney croppies cry'd d'ye dance dear delight drink e'er ev'ry eyes fair fame fear fight foes gaily gale gingerbread girl give glory ground-ivy hand happy Hearts of Oak heav'n Here's JACOBIN CLUB jolly King kiss lads landmen lass laugh Lochaber Lord lover maid merry mind morning myrtle ne'er never night numbers o'er ocean Old England peace pity pleasure poor Jack pretty pretty maids pride R. B. Sheridan roar roast beef round sail sailor shore sigh sing smile soldiers SONG soon soul swain swear tars tears tell thee thou thro toast Tol de rol true turn'd twas twill Willy wind wine wooden walls wou'd
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Pagina 5 - King, Long live our noble King, God save the King. Send him victorious, Happy and glorious, Long to reign over us: God save the King!
Pagina 182 - The boatswain gave the dreadful word, The sails their swelling bosom spread, No longer must she stay aboard ; They kiss'd, she sigh'd, he hung his head. Her lessening boat unwilling rows to land ; 'Adieu!
Pagina 104 - 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 6 - May he defend our laws, And ever give us cause To sing with heart and voice God save the King!
Pagina 39 - When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray ; What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom — is to die.
Pagina 91 - Dear! dear! what can the matter be? Oh, dear! what can the matter be?
Pagina 181 - O Susan, Susan, lovely dear, My vows shall ever true remain ; Let me kiss off that falling tear ; We only part to meet again. Change as ye list, ye winds ; my heart shall be The faithful compass that still points to thee.
Pagina 181 - Let me kiss off that falling tear ; We only part to meet again. Change as ye list, ye winds ; my heart shall be The faithful compass that still points to thee. " Believe not what the landmen say Who tempt with doubts thy constant mind : They'll tell thee, sailors when away, In every port a mistress find : Yes, yes, believe them when they tell thee so, For Thou art present wheresoe'er I go.
Pagina 24 - I share what to-day may afford, And let them spread the table to-morrow. And when I at last must throw off this frail covering Which I've worn for three-score years and ten, On the brink of the grave I'll not seek to keep hovering, Nor my thread wish to spin o'er again: But my face in the glass I'll serenely survey, And with smiles count each wrinkle and furrow; As this old worn-out stuff, which is threadbare to-day May become everlasting to-morrow.