A separate issue of part of The entertainer's song book ed. by J.E.CarpenterJoseph Edwards Carpenter 1867 |
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... dream'd , For short my reign of revel ; The lady I an angel deem'd Turn'd out a very devil ! T. H. BAYLY . ] But this was after marriage ! MY SON TOM . [ Music by S. GÖDBE . My son's a youth of talents rare , You really ought to know ...
... dream'd , For short my reign of revel ; The lady I an angel deem'd Turn'd out a very devil ! T. H. BAYLY . ] But this was after marriage ! MY SON TOM . [ Music by S. GÖDBE . My son's a youth of talents rare , You really ought to know ...
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... & c . That night I saw them in my dreams , How changed from what I knew them ! The dews had steeped their faded threads , The winds had whistled through them ; · I saw the wide and ghastly rents Where demon 120 THE ENTERTAINER'S SONG BOOK .
... & c . That night I saw them in my dreams , How changed from what I knew them ! The dews had steeped their faded threads , The winds had whistled through them ; · I saw the wide and ghastly rents Where demon 120 THE ENTERTAINER'S SONG BOOK .
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... DREAM of Death at Sea .......... Annette An honest Heart to guide us As down in the Meadows Awake , Eolian Lyre Awake ! the Starry Midnight Hour BEAUTIFUL Ocean Beautiful Spring Be kind to thy Father Blind Alice Bonnie Kate and Harry ...
... DREAM of Death at Sea .......... Annette An honest Heart to guide us As down in the Meadows Awake , Eolian Lyre Awake ! the Starry Midnight Hour BEAUTIFUL Ocean Beautiful Spring Be kind to thy Father Blind Alice Bonnie Kate and Harry ...
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... Dreams thou art with me still I remember it I remember , I remember It cannot be so long ago I've a Home on the Mountain . I've journeyed over many Lands .. I would not have thee young again I would there were but one sweet Song ... I ...
... Dreams thou art with me still I remember it I remember , I remember It cannot be so long ago I've a Home on the Mountain . I've journeyed over many Lands .. I would not have thee young again I would there were but one sweet Song ... I ...
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... Dream of Home .. The Old Love and the New . The Ocean is Calm .... The Old Green Lane .. The Owl .... The Rover's Love .... The Ruined Tower . The Rose Bush ... The Rose's Errand .. The Sailor's Wife ... The Seaman's Home .. The Snow ...
... Dream of Home .. The Old Love and the New . The Ocean is Calm .... The Old Green Lane .. The Owl .... The Rover's Love .... The Ruined Tower . The Rose Bush ... The Rose's Errand .. The Sailor's Wife ... The Seaman's Home .. The Snow ...
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Página 65 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away...
Página 63 - How sleep the brave who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod.
Página 65 - I remember, I remember, Where I was used to swing; And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing: My spirit flew in feathers then, That is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow!
Página 83 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day ? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date...
Página 91 - Fair daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon: As yet the early-rising sun Has not attained his noon. Stay, stay, Until the hasting day Has run But to the evensong; And, having prayed together, we Will go with you along. » We have short time to stay as you; We have as short a spring; As quick a growth to meet decay, As you or anything. We die, As your hours do, and dry Away Like to the summer's rain; Or as the pearls of morning's dew, Ne'er to be found again.
Página 134 - One by one the sands are flowing, One by one the moments fall; Some are coming, some are going; Do not strive to grasp them all. One by one thy duties wait thee, Let thy whole strength go to each, Let no future dreams elate thee, Learn thou first what these can teach.
Página 18 - When the lamp is shattered The light in the dust lies dead — When the cloud is scattered, The rainbow's glory is shed. When the lute is broken, Sweet tones are remembered not; When the lips have spoken, Loved accents are soon forgot. As music and splendour Survive not the lamp and the lute, The heart's echoes render No song when the spirit is mute...
Página 2 - Philomel, with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby ; Lulla, lulla, lullaby, lulla, lulla, lullaby : Never harm, Nor spell nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh ; So, good night, with lullaby.
Página 80 - OLD King Cole was a merry old soul, And a merry old soul was he; He called for his pipe, and he called for his bowl, And he called for his fiddlers three.
Página 2 - A weary lot is thine, fair maid, A weary lot is thine ! To pull the thorn thy brow to braid, And press the rue for wine! A lightsome eye, a soldier's mien, A feather of the blue, A doublet of the Lincoln green, — No more of me you knew, My love!