Hearty staves of heart-music (selected) by J.E. Clarke |
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Sida 8
... sweet smiles are creeping ! Bless thee , mother - farewell , now ! Farewell , sister ! do not weep so , Though I leave thee for awhile ; I'll love thee still while on the deep , now Cheer my heart with thy sweet smile . Soothe our ...
... sweet smiles are creeping ! Bless thee , mother - farewell , now ! Farewell , sister ! do not weep so , Though I leave thee for awhile ; I'll love thee still while on the deep , now Cheer my heart with thy sweet smile . Soothe our ...
Sida 9
... our sun of glory . Both blazed in noon on Alma's height , Where in the post assign'd me , I shared the glory of that fight , Sweet girl I left behind me . A Full many a name our banners bore , Of former HEART - MUSIC . 9.
... our sun of glory . Both blazed in noon on Alma's height , Where in the post assign'd me , I shared the glory of that fight , Sweet girl I left behind me . A Full many a name our banners bore , Of former HEART - MUSIC . 9.
Sida 10
... Sweet girl I left behind me . The hope of final victory , Within my bosom burning , Is mingled with sweet thoughts of thee , And of my glad returning . But should I ne'er return again , Still worth thy love thou'lt find me , Dishonour's ...
... Sweet girl I left behind me . The hope of final victory , Within my bosom burning , Is mingled with sweet thoughts of thee , And of my glad returning . But should I ne'er return again , Still worth thy love thou'lt find me , Dishonour's ...
Sida 37
... sweet May . The lav'rock in the morning she'll rise frae her nest , And mount to the air wi ' the dew on her breast ; And wi ' the merry ploughman she'll whistle and sing , And at night she'll return to her nest back again . " THE ...
... sweet May . The lav'rock in the morning she'll rise frae her nest , And mount to the air wi ' the dew on her breast ; And wi ' the merry ploughman she'll whistle and sing , And at night she'll return to her nest back again . " THE ...
Sida 44
... sweet As the perfume of Araby's shore . Come forth , noble masters , come forth to the field , Where freshness and health may be found ; Where the windrows are spread for the butterfly's bed , And the clover - bloom falleth around ...
... sweet As the perfume of Araby's shore . Come forth , noble masters , come forth to the field , Where freshness and health may be found ; Where the windrows are spread for the butterfly's bed , And the clover - bloom falleth around ...
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afloat bless boast boatie rows bonnie boys brave breeze British British Grenadiers brothers brow CHARLES MACKAY cheek cheer coming Davidson's dear deep earth ERSKINE CLARKE eyes fair faith Farewell father fear flag frae gale grain guard hand happy harvest hath hear heart Hearts of oak hero honest hope Household treasures Hurrah ivy green John Anderson labour land MARY HOWITT merry merry England morn Music at Z. T. nane like you-there's Nannie ne'er Never give night noble o'er old England outward bound owre young plough proud rich rink-a-tink a-tink round Rule Britannia sail ship shore sing smile song sorrow stormy tempests blow Strike the iron strong SUNSET TREE tears thee there's nae luck thine thou toil true Trust Tubal Cain voice wave wealth weel wife wind you-there's nane Z. T. Purday's
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Sida 72 - Week in, week out, from morn till night, You can hear his bellows blow; You can hear him swing his heavy sledge With measured beat and slow, Like a sexton ringing the village bell, When the evening sun is low. And children coming home from school Look in at the open door; They love to see the flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor.
Sida 72 - His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.
Sida 10 - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave ! — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave : Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell, Your manly hearts shall glow, As ye sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow...
Sida 24 - Row, brothers, row, the stream runs fast, The Rapids are near and the daylight's past.
Sida 98 - I how great she be ? Great, or good, or kind, or fair, I will ne'er the more despair: If she love me, this believe, I will die ere she shall grieve : If she slight me when I woo, I can scorn and let her go ; For if she be not for me, What care I for whom she be ? George Wither.
Sida 73 - Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ) Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought ; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought.
Sida 87 - Faith, he maunna fa' that! For a' that, and a' that; Their dignities, and a' that, The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher ranks than a' that. Then let us pray that come it may,— As come it will for a' that,— That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a
Sida 60 - My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here, My heart's in the Highlands, a-chasing the deer; A-chasing the wild deer, and following the roe, My heart's in the Highlands wherever I go...
Sida 104 - A WINSOME WEE THING. SHE is a winsome wee thing, She is a handsome wee thing, She is a bonnie wee thing, This sweet wee wife o
Sida 120 - Tis a lesson you should heed, Try, try, try again ; If at first you don't succeed, Try, try, try again. Then your courage should appear, For if you will persevere, You will conquer, never fear, Try, try, try again.