The Quaver; or, Songster's pocket companionW. Milner, 1844 - 512 páginas |
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... land , My family not few ; My children those whom I command , A bold and jolly crew ; And while together thus we sail , Britons , united , must prevail . For treasure , I've my seamen's love , And if the foe intends To venture forth ...
... land , My family not few ; My children those whom I command , A bold and jolly crew ; And while together thus we sail , Britons , united , must prevail . For treasure , I've my seamen's love , And if the foe intends To venture forth ...
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... LAND . WHEN Vulcan forg'd the bolts of Jove , In Ætna's roaring glow , Neptune petition'd he might prove Their use and pow'r below ; But finding in the boundless deep , Such thunders would but idly sleep , He with them arm'd Britannia's ...
... LAND . WHEN Vulcan forg'd the bolts of Jove , In Ætna's roaring glow , Neptune petition'd he might prove Their use and pow'r below ; But finding in the boundless deep , Such thunders would but idly sleep , He with them arm'd Britannia's ...
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... LAND , ADIEU . ADIEU , my native land , adieu ! The vessel spreads her swelling sails ; Perhaps I never more may view Your fertile fields , your flowery dales . Delusive hope can charm no more , Far from the faithless maid I roam ...
... LAND , ADIEU . ADIEU , my native land , adieu ! The vessel spreads her swelling sails ; Perhaps I never more may view Your fertile fields , your flowery dales . Delusive hope can charm no more , Far from the faithless maid I roam ...
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... land ! Yet one tear ere the heroes depart , One sigh shall be drawn from the heart : One kiss on the cheek which sweet sorrow's impearl'd , When the banner , the banner of war is unfurl'd . Now forth to the conquest ! the battle swells ...
... land ! Yet one tear ere the heroes depart , One sigh shall be drawn from the heart : One kiss on the cheek which sweet sorrow's impearl'd , When the banner , the banner of war is unfurl'd . Now forth to the conquest ! the battle swells ...
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... Land of my kindred , thou shalt ne'er be forgot , While a ruin remains of thy towers . wwwwww No more , & c . THE WILD WHITE ROSE . ALL in the garden of beauty there grows , Proudest , and sweetest , a strange white rose , Yet thorns ...
... Land of my kindred , thou shalt ne'er be forgot , While a ruin remains of thy towers . wwwwww No more , & c . THE WILD WHITE ROSE . ALL in the garden of beauty there grows , Proudest , and sweetest , a strange white rose , Yet thorns ...
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Adam Bell adieu Allan water auld lang syne Bay of Biscay beauty bell bless blest blow blue boatie rows bonnie lassie bosom boys brave breast breath bright charms cheek cheer Crazy Jane cried Cushendall dear death drink e'er ev'ry eyes fair flower Gravesend green hand happy Hark hath head hear heard heart hearts of oak kiss lady land larning lass live Llangollen loo ral look look'd lov'd love thee love's lover maid meet merrily merry merry England morning ne'er never night nose Number o'er Paddy peace pleasure poor queen Ri too ral roam rose Rule Britannia Sambo shore sigh sing smile song soon sorrow soul sure sweet tear tell there's thine thou thought Tol de rol Troubadour Twas twill waves wife wild wind wine young
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Página 371 - 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.
Página 96 - As fair art thou, my bonnie 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
Página 47 - 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.
Página 359 - We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow ! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him ; But little hell reck if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him...
Página 14 - Wha will be a traitor knave ? Wha can fill a coward's grave ? Wha sae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee ! Wha for Scotland's king and law Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand, or freeman fa...
Página 153 - FAINTLY as tolls the evening chime Our voices keep tune and our oars keep time. Soon as the woods on shore look dim, We'll sing at St Ann's our parting hymn...
Página 375 - In its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valour, rolling on the foe, And burning with high hope shall moulder cold and low.
Página 378 - On Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow ; And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Página 379 - Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave ! Wave, Munich ! all thy banners wave, And charge with all thy chivalry.
Página 375 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness ; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated...