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, Volume 1G.H. Davidson, 1853 - Songs |
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... Poetry by C. Dickens 38 A Farewell , to an Air by Mozart .... A flaxen - headed Cow - boy ... A Frog he would a Wooing go A Goblet of Wine - J.M.Jolly , Poetry byJ.W.Leslie 139 A Hero's Life I sing , his Story shall my Pen mark . 303 A ...
... Poetry by C. Dickens 38 A Farewell , to an Air by Mozart .... A flaxen - headed Cow - boy ... A Frog he would a Wooing go A Goblet of Wine - J.M.Jolly , Poetry byJ.W.Leslie 139 A Hero's Life I sing , his Story shall my Pen mark . 303 A ...
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... Poetry by Lord Byron .. 81 Farewell , Sweet ! -C.Gilfert , Poetryby H.F. Heathcote & Farewell , thou Stream - Burns 165 Come now , all ye Social Pow'rs .. 246 Come , r ve with me - J . F. Danneley , Poetry by C. Mackay 280 Farewell to ...
... Poetry by Lord Byron .. 81 Farewell , Sweet ! -C.Gilfert , Poetryby H.F. Heathcote & Farewell , thou Stream - Burns 165 Come now , all ye Social Pow'rs .. 246 Come , r ve with me - J . F. Danneley , Poetry by C. Mackay 280 Farewell to ...
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... Poetry by Burns ................ 153 Hither , Mary ! hither come ! -Hook ........ Home - One of the Classical Songs of Germany , I'm goin ' ober de Mountain - Negro Melody I'm gwin to see my lubly Dinah ..... 219 66 347 with Translation ...
... Poetry by Burns ................ 153 Hither , Mary ! hither come ! -Hook ........ Home - One of the Classical Songs of Germany , I'm goin ' ober de Mountain - Negro Melody I'm gwin to see my lubly Dinah ..... 219 66 347 with Translation ...
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... Poetry by John Bowring , L.L.D. 344 Life let us cherish - Mozart . 95 Mother ! thou didst watch my Infant Eye ... Poetry by G. Soane , A.B ....... 202 Must Peace and Pleasure's melting Strain ........ 264 My ain Fireside 30 My ain kind ...
... Poetry by John Bowring , L.L.D. 344 Life let us cherish - Mozart . 95 Mother ! thou didst watch my Infant Eye ... Poetry by G. Soane , A.B ....... 202 Must Peace and Pleasure's melting Strain ........ 264 My ain Fireside 30 My ain kind ...
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... Poetry by Leman Rede .. O Love is the Soul of a neat Irishman .. 158 Oft has the World been well defiu'd Oft have I mark'd the Ev'ning Shade - Dr John Smith 363 Old Adam'sSong - E.J.Loder , Poetry by G. Soane , A.B. 97 Old Dan Tucker ...
... Poetry by Leman Rede .. O Love is the Soul of a neat Irishman .. 158 Oft has the World been well defiu'd Oft have I mark'd the Ev'ning Shade - Dr John Smith 363 Old Adam'sSong - E.J.Loder , Poetry by G. Soane , A.B. 97 Old Dan Tucker ...
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Common terms and phrases
ad lib Allan water Allegretto Allegro Andante Andantino auld lang syne Ballyporeen beauty bless'd blue bonny brave 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 merry Moderato morn Music by Henry ne'er never night o'er pleasure Poetry by George poor Ri too ral Robert Burns rose round rowly 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
Popular passages
Page 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...
Page 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!
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 81 - Though his care she must forego ? When her little hands shall press thee, When her lip to thine is...
Page 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?
Page 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 !
Page 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.