Songs from the Novelists: From Elizabeth to VictoriaWilliam Davenport Adams Ward and Downey, 1885 - 156 Seiten |
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... Widow Machree ( Handy Andy ) What will you do , love ? ( Handy Andy ) . Love and Home and Native Land ( He would be a Gentleman ) CHARLES DICKENS ( 1812-1870 ) — The Ivy Green ( Pickwick ) CHARLES LEVER ( 1809-1872 ) - The Irish Dragoon ...
... Widow Machree ( Handy Andy ) What will you do , love ? ( Handy Andy ) . Love and Home and Native Land ( He would be a Gentleman ) CHARLES DICKENS ( 1812-1870 ) — The Ivy Green ( Pickwick ) CHARLES LEVER ( 1809-1872 ) - The Irish Dragoon ...
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... Widow Machree , " one thinks also of Lever's " Widow Malone . ” “ What will you do , love xxiv INTRODUCTION . THACKERAY (1811-1863)— Becky Sharp's Song (Vanity Fair) Love at Two Score (Rebecca and Rowena)
... Widow Machree , " one thinks also of Lever's " Widow Malone . ” “ What will you do , love xxiv INTRODUCTION . THACKERAY (1811-1863)— Becky Sharp's Song (Vanity Fair) Love at Two Score (Rebecca and Rowena)
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... 'Connor's , which she drank into her heart ; they were the last he had written , which her brother had heard him sing , and had brought her . " ] W WIDOW MACHREE . IDOW Machree , it's no wonder SONGS FROM THE NOVELISTS . 77.
... 'Connor's , which she drank into her heart ; they were the last he had written , which her brother had heard him sing , and had brought her . " ] W WIDOW MACHREE . IDOW Machree , it's no wonder SONGS FROM THE NOVELISTS . 77.
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From Elizabeth to Victoria William Davenport Adams. W WIDOW MACHREE . IDOW Machree , it's no wonder you frown , Och hone ! Widow Machree ; Faith , it ruins your looks , that same dirty black gown , Och hone ! Widow Machree . How altered ...
From Elizabeth to Victoria William Davenport Adams. W WIDOW MACHREE . IDOW Machree , it's no wonder you frown , Och hone ! Widow Machree ; Faith , it ruins your looks , that same dirty black gown , Och hone ! Widow Machree . How altered ...
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... Widow Machree . And how do you know , with the comforts I've towld , Och hone ! Widow Machree ; But you're keeping some poor fellow out in the cowld , Och hone ! Widow Machree . With such sins on your head , Sure your peace would be ...
... Widow Machree . And how do you know , with the comforts I've towld , Och hone ! Widow Machree ; But you're keeping some poor fellow out in the cowld , Och hone ! Widow Machree . With such sins on your head , Sure your peace would be ...
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Ailleen ANNE RADCLIFFE Barefooted Friar beauty bel ami bliss bloom bonny boat bosom bower breast bright sabretasche brow chap chapter CHARLES KINGSLEY CHARLES LEVER charms Count Cassius County Guy crier Cupid dear ditty doth eyes fair flowers foam FREDERICK MARRYAT Gaffar Gray golden Good-bye heart hone Ivy green kiss knee ladies gay LORD LYTTON lords and ladies Love's lover lute maid maiden Mary Draper melody merry morning MORTIMER COLLINS N'oserez-vous ne'er never night o'er Ohone Old Complaint Phantasmion pity pretty pull'e haul'e queen RADCLIFFE ROBERT GREENE rose roundelay sail SAMUEL LOVER sang SARA COLERIDGE shadows shine sigh sing SIR WALTER SCOTT sleep smile snow soft SONG SONGS.-I sorrow soul sung Susan sweet tears thine THOMAS LOVE PEACOCK thou thought tra-ra true love trust verse voice wanton warbled weeps Well-a-day Widow Machree Widow Malone wine
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Seite 28 - Proud Maisie is in the wood, Walking so early; Sweet Robin sits on the bush, Singing so rarely. '"Tell me, thou bonny bird. When shall I marry me?' 'When six braw gentlemen Kirkward shall carry ye.' '"Who makes the bridal bed, Birdie, say truly?' — 'The grey-headed sexton, That delves the grave duly. "The glow-worm o'er grave and stone Shall light thee steady; The owl from the steeple sing, 'Welcome, proud lady.
Seite 16 - When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray ; What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom — is to die.
Seite 9 - Love in my bosom like a bee Doth suck his sweet; Now with his wings he plays with me, Now with his feet. Within mine eyes he makes his nest, His bed amidst my tender breast, My kisses are his daily feast, And yet he robs me of my rest — Ah, wanton, will ye?
Seite 18 - And curs of low degree. This dog and man at first were friends ; But when a pique began, The dog, to gain some private ends, Went mad and bit the man. Around, from all the...
Seite 100 - Mary, go and call the cattle home, And call the cattle home, And call the cattle home Across the sands of Dee!
Seite xviii - Sweet are the thoughts that savour of content ; The quiet mind is richer than a crown ; Sweet are the nights in careless slumber spent ; The poor estate scorns fortune's angry frown : Such sweet content, such minds, such sleep, such bliss, Beggars enjoy, when princes 6ft do miss.
Seite 10 - I'll count your power not worth a pin: Alas, what hereby shall I win, If he gainsay me ? What if I beat the wanton boy With many a rod ? He will repay me with annoy, Because a god. Then sit thou safely on my knee, And let thy bower my bosom be, Lurk in mine eyes, I like of thee; O Cupid, so thou pity me, Spare not, but play thee.
Seite 83 - Whole ages have fled and their works decayed, And nations have scattered been; But the stout old Ivy shall never fade From its hale and hearty green. The brave old plant in its lonely days, Shall fatten upon the past: For the stateliest building man can raise Is the Ivy's food at last.
Seite 36 - Diamonds on the brake are gleaming; And foresters have busy been To track the buck in thicket green; Now we come to chant our lay 'Waken, lords and ladies gay.
Seite 33 - The village maid steals through the shade, Her shepherd's suit to hear; To beauty shy, by lattice high, Sings high-born Cavalier.