The British minstrel; A choice collection of modern songs. 2 pt. [in 1 vol. With a general title-leaf The British minstrel, a choice collection of popular songs].1848 |
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... leave the beadle behind , And a lass I can see , tho ' alas ! I'm blind ; Thro ' town and village I gaily jog My music , the bell of my little dog . I'm clothed in rags , I'm hung with bags , That round me wags ; I've a bag for my salt ...
... leave the beadle behind , And a lass I can see , tho ' alas ! I'm blind ; Thro ' town and village I gaily jog My music , the bell of my little dog . I'm clothed in rags , I'm hung with bags , That round me wags ; I've a bag for my salt ...
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... can charm no more , Far from the faithless maid I roam ; Unfriended seek some foreign shore , Unpitied leave my peaceful home . Adieu , my native , & c . Farewell , dear village , oh , farewell ! Soft 16 A CHOICE COLLECTION.
... can charm no more , Far from the faithless maid I roam ; Unfriended seek some foreign shore , Unpitied leave my peaceful home . Adieu , my native , & c . Farewell , dear village , oh , farewell ! Soft 16 A CHOICE COLLECTION.
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... Leave not my soul in sadness ; Deign thou to give to this breast One ray to lull , to lull my pangs to rest . See where these tears are falling , All my deep woes recalling , Leaving still in my sad face Of sorrow many a trace . Angel ...
... Leave not my soul in sadness ; Deign thou to give to this breast One ray to lull , to lull my pangs to rest . See where these tears are falling , All my deep woes recalling , Leaving still in my sad face Of sorrow many a trace . Angel ...
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... leave school and learning so flat , Whimsical folks want - they never know what ; For barring all pother , & c . The man wants a wife , which want sticks in his head Till he weds her - he then wants another instead , The sick man wants ...
... leave school and learning so flat , Whimsical folks want - they never know what ; For barring all pother , & c . The man wants a wife , which want sticks in his head Till he weds her - he then wants another instead , The sick man wants ...
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... leave off ; So about that or this want at present I'll pause , I've only one want now - and that's your applause ; For barring all pother , & c . HE LOVES AND HE RIDES AWAY . Music - at T. J. Purday's , Holborn . Ar the Baron of ...
... leave off ; So about that or this want at present I'll pause , I've only one want now - and that's your applause ; For barring all pother , & c . HE LOVES AND HE RIDES AWAY . Music - at T. J. Purday's , Holborn . Ar the Baron of ...
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Allan water auld lang syne beauty bells black crows boatie rows bonnie lassie bosom bowl boys brave bright charms cheer countreman cried dance dear delight drink e'er ev'ry eyes fair farewell flower fond frae girl give green happy Hark hear heart Holborn John pie kiss lads lal lal lal land lass life's live love thee maid merrily merry Middle-Row Monro and May's morn Music Music-at Duncomb's Music-at Messrs Music-at Wybrow's Music-at Z. T. Purday's ne'er never night nose Numps o'er Old King Cole pleasure poor Rathbone Place Ri too ral Rose Rule Britannia sail sailor shore sigh sing sleep smile Soho Square song soon sorrow soul sure sweet tear tell there's thine thou thought Twas waves weel wife wind wine wish young youth
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Стр. 17 - HERON'S SONG. O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best, And save his good broadsword he weapons had none ; He rode all unarmed, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Стр. 62 - 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.
Стр. 17 - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the...
Стр. 189 - As fair art thou, my bonie lass, So deep in luve am I : And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry. Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi' the sun : I will luve thee still, my dear, While the sands o
Стр. 173 - Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory; We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory.
Стр. 18 - One touch to her hand, and one word in her ear. When they reached the hall door, and the charger stood near; So light to the croupe the fair lady he swung, So light to the saddle before her he sprung! "She is won! we are gone, over bank, bush, and scaur: They'll have fleet steeds that follow,
Стр. 192 - Our song and feast shall flow To the fame of your name, When the storm has ceased to blow!
Стр. 107 - I know a bank where the wild thyme blows, Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows, Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, With sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine...
Стр. 172 - Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast...
Стр. 189 - O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom, As underneath, their fragrant shade, I clasp'd her to my bosom! The golden hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie; For dear to me, as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vow, and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu...