Imagens da página
PDF
ePub
[ocr errors][merged small]

of

4-19-51 A

James B. Angell
4-12-51

INDEX.

IRISH MELODIES.

And doth not a meeting like this

As a beam o'er the face of the waters may glow

126

22

As slow our ship her foamy track

92

As vanquish'd Erin wept beside

At the mid hour of night

Avenging and bright falls the swift sword of Erin

Believe me, if all those endearing young charms

129

65

60

35

[blocks in formation]

Down in the valley come meet me to-night

111

Drink of this cup

109

Drink to her, who long

37

Erin! the tear and the smile in thine eye

Eveleen's Bower

[blocks in formation]
[merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][ocr errors][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small]

In yonder valley there dwelt alone

128

I saw from the beach, when the morning was shining 87

[blocks in formation]

Nay, tell me not dear! that the goblet drowns
Ne'er ask the hour, what is it to us
Night clos'd around the conqueror's way
No, not more welcome the fairy numbers

Of all the fair months that round the sun

Oh, banquet not in those shining bowers

Oh, blame not the bard, if he fly to the bowers
Oh, breathe not his name-let it sleep in the shade

Oh, doubt me not-the season

Oh, for the swords of former times

Oh, had we some bright little isle of our own

59

106

43

80

113

115

38

16

74

104

72

Oh, haste and leave this sacred isle

24

Oh, the days are gone, when beauty bright

49

Oh, the sigh entrancing

119

Oh, think not my spirits are always as light

19

[blocks in formation]

Remember thee! yes, while there's life in this heart

Remember the glories of Brien the brave

[merged small][merged small][ocr errors][merged small][subsumed][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small]

Silent, oh Moyle! be the roar of thy water

32

Sing, sing, music was given

135

[merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][ocr errors][merged small]

The minstrel boy to the war is gone

There is not in the wide world a valley so sweet

17

27

69

23

The time I've lost in wooing

[blocks in formation]

83

70

132

102

The young May moon is beaming, love

68

This life is all checker'd with pleasures and woes

62

Though dark are our sorrows

51

Though the last glimpse of Erin with sorrow I see

20

Through Erin's isle

63

Through grief and through danger

45

"Tis believed that this harp

48

"Tis gone, and for ever

86

"Tis the last rose of summer

To ladies' eyes around, boy 'Twas one of those dreams

67

100

122

Weep on, weep on, your hour is

past

52

We may roam through this world

29

What the bee is to the floweret

When cold in the earth lies the friend thou hast lov'd

When daylight was yet sleeping under the billow
Whene'er I see those smiling eyes

[blocks in formation]
« AnteriorContinuar »