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 187
... Night , loud roar'd the Main 297 For England , when , with fav'ring Gale For Freedom and his Native Land For Tenderness form'd ...... Forget me not ... Forgive the Muse that slumber'd - Irish Melody , Moore's I'd mourn the Hopes ...
... Night , loud roar'd the Main 297 For England , when , with fav'ring Gale For Freedom and his Native Land For Tenderness form'd ...... Forget me not ... Forgive the Muse that slumber'd - Irish Melody , Moore's I'd mourn the Hopes ...
Pagina 188
... Night ... 5 98 In the Downhill of Life - Written by Collins ...... 130 In the Land of Hibernia - Hook . 356 In the lone Hour of Life 184 In the Midst of the Sea , like a tough Man - of - War 376 In the Praise of Queen Bess 318 In the ...
... Night ... 5 98 In the Downhill of Life - Written by Collins ...... 130 In the Land of Hibernia - Hook . 356 In the lone Hour of Life 184 In the Midst of the Sea , like a tough Man - of - War 376 In the Praise of Queen Bess 318 In the ...
Pagina 189
... Night is Falling - To Hindostanee Melody .. Night Song - Adapted to an Air by Reisinger . No Flower that blows is like this Rose - Linley .. No more I'll court the Town - bred Fair No more shall I seek in the red Field of Danger- Irish ...
... Night is Falling - To Hindostanee Melody .. Night Song - Adapted to an Air by Reisinger . No Flower that blows is like this Rose - Linley .. No more I'll court the Town - bred Fair No more shall I seek in the red Field of Danger- Irish ...
Pagina 190
... Night , ' Poetry by L. Rede 113 Once my Heart the Truant play'd ... 266 O Scotland ! my Country ! -Davy 34 One Bottle more .... 232 O send Lewie Gordon Hame 10 One Day from de old Racoons to flee 78 O should you e'er meet with Kate ...
... Night , ' Poetry by L. Rede 113 Once my Heart the Truant play'd ... 266 O Scotland ! my Country ! -Davy 34 One Bottle more .... 232 O send Lewie Gordon Hame 10 One Day from de old Racoons to flee 78 O should you e'er meet with Kate ...
Pagina 192
... Night - Watch , a Song of the Sentinel - Poetry by Creighton , arranged to Air by Meyebeer The Norwegian Maid - Norwegian Melody , adapted to Poetry of David Thomson ....... The Old Church Bell - Henry Russell The Old Commodore - Reeve ...
... Night - Watch , a Song of the Sentinel - Poetry by Creighton , arranged to Air by Meyebeer The Norwegian Maid - Norwegian Melody , adapted to Poetry of David Thomson ....... The Old Church Bell - Henry Russell The Old Commodore - Reeve ...
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ad lib Allan water Allegretto Allegro Andante Andantino auld auld lang syne Ballyporeen beauty bless'd blue bonny bosom 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 Moderato morn Music by Henry ne'er never night o'er pleasure Poetry by George poor Ri too ral Robert Burns rose round 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.