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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... Moderato . In Ten - nes - see , as I've heard say , dere once did us'd to dwell A fine old co - lour'd gen - tle - man , and dis Nig - ger know'd him well : Dey us'd to call him Sam - bo , or some - fing near de same ; And de rea - son ...
... Moderato . In Ten - nes - see , as I've heard say , dere once did us'd to dwell A fine old co - lour'd gen - tle - man , and dis Nig - ger know'd him well : Dey us'd to call him Sam - bo , or some - fing near de same ; And de rea - son ...
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... Moderato . fly , ' Tis the ne - ver saw before ! fly ? Will you , will you , will ' Will you grant me one sweet kiss ? ' said the spider to the fly , - To taste your charming lips , I've a cu - ri - o - si - ty . ' Said the fly , ' If ...
... Moderato . fly , ' Tis the ne - ver saw before ! fly ? Will you , will you , will ' Will you grant me one sweet kiss ? ' said the spider to the fly , - To taste your charming lips , I've a cu - ri - o - si - ty . ' Said the fly , ' If ...
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... Moderato round her humble harp en - twine . Tho ' sorrow's tears oft dew them , Bright joy shall shake them off to - day , As thou , if thou couldst view them , With smiles would kiss them all away . AWAY WITH MELANCHOLY . Composed by ...
... Moderato round her humble harp en - twine . Tho ' sorrow's tears oft dew them , Bright joy shall shake them off to - day , As thou , if thou couldst view them , With smiles would kiss them all away . AWAY WITH MELANCHOLY . Composed by ...
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... Moderato . She heard the fight was over , And won the wreath of fame , When ti - dings from her lover With his good war steed came : To guard her safe - ly to his tent , The red - men of the woods were sent ; They led her where sweet wa ...
... Moderato . She heard the fight was over , And won the wreath of fame , When ti - dings from her lover With his good war steed came : To guard her safe - ly to his tent , The red - men of the woods were sent ; They led her where sweet wa ...
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... Moderato . Old Tu - bal Cain was a man of might , In the days when Earth was young ; By the fierce red light of his furnace bright , The strokes of his ham - mer rung ; And he lifted high his brawny hand On the iron glowing ) clear , ad ...
... Moderato . Old Tu - bal Cain was a man of might , In the days when Earth was young ; By the fierce red light of his furnace bright , The strokes of his ham - mer rung ; And he lifted high his brawny hand On the iron glowing ) clear , ad ...
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Allegretto Allegro Andante arms beauty bells blow blue bonny breast breath bright charms cold Composed cried dance dark Davidson dear death deep drink ev'ry eyes fair fear flow flow'rs fond give green grow hand happy head hear heard heart Henry hope hour I'll John kind lady land leave light live look Lord lov'd maid meet Melody mind Miss Moderato morn Music ne'er never night o'er once peace pleasure Poetry poor rest rose round seen sigh sing sleep smile soft song soon soul spirit sure sweet tear tell thee there's thing thou thought Till true turn Twas voice waves wife wild winds young youth
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.