First series of hymns and songs for the use of Catholic schools and families, &c. [ed. by H. Formby].1853 |
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Pagina 11
... winds and waves Sweep o'er that vessel's shatter'd form . The north wind drifts upon the shore The corpses of the shipwreck'd crew ; The aged widow's awe - struck eyes Her proud oppressor lifeless view . And in his hand - oh , wondrous ...
... winds and waves Sweep o'er that vessel's shatter'd form . The north wind drifts upon the shore The corpses of the shipwreck'd crew ; The aged widow's awe - struck eyes Her proud oppressor lifeless view . And in his hand - oh , wondrous ...
Pagina 19
... Jesus walking upon the Sea . THE waves are breaking snowy white On the lake of Galilee , The howling wind throughout the night Upheaves the raging sea . And tossing mid that tempest's roar Are twelve poor fishermen SACRED SONGS . 19.
... Jesus walking upon the Sea . THE waves are breaking snowy white On the lake of Galilee , The howling wind throughout the night Upheaves the raging sea . And tossing mid that tempest's roar Are twelve poor fishermen SACRED SONGS . 19.
Pagina viii
... wind roared There is a flower ( The Daisy ) " There went three kings ( John Barleycorn ) To - morrow the fox ' Twas on a chill , & c . .. Welcome red and roundy sun Will you walk into my parlour With merry blue eyes What shall we have ...
... wind roared There is a flower ( The Daisy ) " There went three kings ( John Barleycorn ) To - morrow the fox ' Twas on a chill , & c . .. Welcome red and roundy sun Will you walk into my parlour With merry blue eyes What shall we have ...
Pagina 15
... wind and the night's coming on ; Give me some food for my mother in charity , Give me some food , and I then will be gone . Call me not lazy bones , beggar , and bold enough , Fain would I learn both to knit and to sew ; I've two little ...
... wind and the night's coming on ; Give me some food for my mother in charity , Give me some food , and I then will be gone . Call me not lazy bones , beggar , and bold enough , Fain would I learn both to knit and to sew ; I've two little ...
Pagina 17
... wind roared There is a flower ( The Daisy ) " There went three kings ( John Barleycorn ) To - morrow the fox .. ' Twas on a chill , & c . .. Welcome red and roundy sun Will you walk into my parlour With merry blue eyes What shall we ...
... wind roared There is a flower ( The Daisy ) " There went three kings ( John Barleycorn ) To - morrow the fox .. ' Twas on a chill , & c . .. Welcome red and roundy sun Will you walk into my parlour With merry blue eyes What shall we ...
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ador'd amid Angelus Bells B. V. Mary babe is dead Babe of Bethlehem baby boy Bell blest blood bloom breast bright cherub band Child of Mary Chorus Christ be prais'd Cuckoo dear death divine earth eternal eyes fair Faith fathers fear Feast feet filii et filiæ flesh flowers fly away home Galilee gentle giv'n Hail hark hast hath hear our cry Hear the loving heart holy Joseph Hymn infant Jesus Jesus walking John Barleycorn King of glory Lady-bird Lamb lily little children lives Lord is ris'n Lord of light loving Litany Mary's mercy morning night o'er Old King Cole poor praise prayer pure reign Saint Sanctus Bell Saviour senses fail seraph shew shifting sail sing to thee sinless Sister M. J. skies snowy white song soul spotless Teach thine Thou'rt throne thy children thy sweet voice words
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Pagina 23 - She wandered up and down; And many a hill did Lucy climb: But never reached the town. The wretched parents all that night Went shouting far and wide; But there was neither sound nor sight To serve them for a guide. At day-break...
Pagina 15 - Good people all, of every sort, Give ear unto my song ; And if you find it wondrous short, It cannot hold you long. In Islington there was a man, Of whom the world might say, That still a godly race he ran, Whene'er he went to pray.
Pagina 23 - Heal our wounds ; our strength renew ; On our dryness pour thy dew ; Wash the stains of guilt away. Bend the stubborn heart and will ; Melt the frozen, warm the chill; Guide the steps that go astray.
Pagina 18 - Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame, Nor can the memory find, A sweeter sound than thy blest name, O Saviour of mankind!
Pagina 22 - Wandering o'er the heathy fells, Down within the woodland dells ; All among the mountains wild Dwelleth many a little child ! In the baron's hall of pride, By the poor man's dull fireside ; 'Mid the mighty, 'mid the mean, Little children may be seen, Like the flowers that spring up fair, Bright and countless, everywhere!
Pagina 23 - The wretched parents all that night Went shouting far and wide; But there was neither sound nor sight To serve them for a guide. At daybreak on a hill they stood That overlooked the moor; And thence they saw the bridge of wood, A furlong from their door. They wept — and, turning homeward, cried, "In heaven we all shall meet !" — When in the snow the mother spied The print of Lucy's feet.
Pagina 18 - But what to those who find ? Ah ! this Nor tongue nor pen can show, The love of Jesus, what it is, None but his loved ones know.
Pagina 17 - Wasp his companion did bring, But they promised that evening to lay by their sting. And the sly little Dormouse crept out of his hole, And led to the feast his blind brother the Mole; And the Snail, with his horns peeping out from his shell, Came from a great distance — the length of an ell. A mushroom their table, and on it was laid A water-dock leaf, which a table-cloth made ; The viands were various, to each of their taste, And the Bee brought his honey to crown the repast.
Pagina 50 - Thou fliest thy vocal vale, An annual guest in other lands, Another spring to hail. Sweet bird ! thy bower is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear ; Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year ! O, could I fly, I'd fly with thee ! We'd make, with joyful wing, Our annual visit o'er the globe, Companions of the spring.
Pagina 17 - And there came the Beetle, so blind and so black, Who carried the Emmet, his friend, on his back ; And there was the Gnat, and the Dragon-fly too ; With all their relations, green, orange, and blue.