Davidson's Universal Melodist: Consisting of the Music and Words of Popular, Standard, and Original Songs, &c. Arranged So as to be Equally Adapted for the Sight-singer, the Performer on the Flute, Cornopean, Accordion, Or Any Other Treble Instrument, Volumul 1G.H. Davidson, 1853 |
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Pagina 186
... Fair Maid - Poetry by Scott . 123 A wee Bird cam ' to our Ha ' Door ... 73 270 A while the Maid the Stranger ey'd 172 A Wolf , while Jutta slept - Kelly - Words by Lewis 415 A young Rose in my Garden grew - H . Russell 206 Across the ...
... Fair Maid - Poetry by Scott . 123 A wee Bird cam ' to our Ha ' Door ... 73 270 A while the Maid the Stranger ey'd 172 A Wolf , while Jutta slept - Kelly - Words by Lewis 415 A young Rose in my Garden grew - H . Russell 206 Across the ...
Pagina 187
... Fair Lake ! whose bright Crystal Fair one ! take this Hose .. Fairest of the Virgin Train .page 287 1 : 6 388 245 345 Faithless Emma - Sir J. A. Stevenson . 366 213 187 Fancy dipp'd her Pen in Dew - Whitaker Far , far from me - M . P ...
... Fair Lake ! whose bright Crystal Fair one ! take this Hose .. Fairest of the Virgin Train .page 287 1 : 6 388 245 345 Faithless Emma - Sir J. A. Stevenson . 366 213 187 Fancy dipp'd her Pen in Dew - Whitaker Far , far from me - M . P ...
Pagina 188
... fair the Heavens - Rossini's ' Semiramide ' How happily my Life I led - Storace How dear to this Heart are the Scenes of my Child- hood ...... In a stately Hall at Worms , one Day In a Village there liv'd .. 131 371 385 In a young ...
... fair the Heavens - Rossini's ' Semiramide ' How happily my Life I led - Storace How dear to this Heart are the Scenes of my Child- hood ...... In a stately Hall at Worms , one Day In a Village there liv'd .. 131 371 385 In a young ...
Pagina 191
... fair - From Meyerbeer's Robert le Diable ' Robin Adair .. Robin Hood is lying Dead - E . J. Loder , the Poetry by G. Soane , A.B. .... Robin's awa ' - Old Scottish Melody Rockaway- Henry Russell , Poetry by H. J. Sharpe . 129 Rock'd in ...
... fair - From Meyerbeer's Robert le Diable ' Robin Adair .. Robin Hood is lying Dead - E . J. Loder , the Poetry by G. Soane , A.B. .... Robin's awa ' - Old Scottish Melody Rockaway- Henry Russell , Poetry by H. J. Sharpe . 129 Rock'd in ...
Pagina 193
... fair Upon the barren Sand ........................... ................ 278 362 There was a Time ere Sorrow - P . Winter ........ 99 There was an ancient Fair , O she lov'd a nate young Man ................
... fair Upon the barren Sand ........................... ................ 278 362 There was a Time ere Sorrow - P . Winter ........ 99 There was an ancient Fair , O she lov'd a nate young Man ................
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ad lib Allan water Allegretto Allegro Andante Andantino auld lang syne Ballyporeen beauty bless'd blue bonny brave breast breath bright brow Charles Dibdin charms Cheap and Uniform Composed cried dance dark Davidson Davidson's Cheap dear e'er Eliza Cook ev'ry eyes fair flow'rs fond frae George Soane green Hark heart Henry Russell.-Published Irish John Anderson land lass lassie Lentando light loo ral Lord Lord Lovel lov'd Love's Lucy Neal maid Melody merry Moderato morn Music by Henry ne'er never night o'er pleasure Poetry by George poor Ri too ral Robert Burns rose round rowly Russell.-Published in Davidson's sigh sing sleep smile song soul sung sweet tear tell thee there's thine thou thro true love Twas Uniform Edition Vivace weep winds young
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Pagina 293 - The bride at the altar ; Leave the deer, leave the steer, Leave nets and barges : Come with your fighting gear, Broadswords and targes. Come as the winds come, when Forests are rended, Come as the waves come, when Navies are stranded : Faster come, faster come, Faster and faster, Chief, vassal, page and groom, Tenant and master. Fast they come, fast they come ; See how they gather ! Wide waves the eagle plume Blended with heather. Cast your plaids, draw your blades, Forward each man set ! Pibroch...
Pagina 270 - Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard nor saw: Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd and said amang them a'; — "Ye are na Mary Morison!
Pagina 175 - River where ford there was none: But ere he alighted at Netherby gate The bride had consented, the gallant came late: For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.
Pagina 79 - I exclaim'd, is the pitiless part Some act by the delicate mind, Regardless of wringing and breaking a heart Already to sorrow resign'd.
Pagina 304 - 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 296 - The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one, He lies where pearls lie deep, He was the loved of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep.
Pagina 81 - Though his care she must forego ? When her little hands shall press thee, When her lip to thine is...
Pagina 175 - mong Graemes of the Netherby clan; Forsters, Fenwicks, and Musgraves, they rode and they ran: There was racing and chasing on Cannobie Lee, But the lost bride of Netherby ne'er did they see, So daring in love, and so dauntless in war, Have ye e'er heard of gallant like young Lochinvar?
Pagina 175 - The bride kissed the goblet ; the knight took it up, He quaffed off the wine, and he threw down the cup, She looked down to blush, and she looked up to sigh, With a smile on her lips and a tear in her eye. He took her soft hand, ere her mother could bar, — " Now tread we a measure !
Pagina 303 - The maiden paused, as if again She thought to catch the distant strain. With head up-raised, and look intent, And eye and ear attentive bent, And locks flung back, and lips apart, Like monument of Grecian art, In listening mood, she seemed to stand The guardian Naiad of the strand.