Old BalladsE. Nister, 1906 - 148 sider |
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Side 45
... marry your Mary Malone , Ohone ! You may marry your Mary Malone . " There's a moral contained in my song , Not wrong , And one comfort , it's not very long , If for widows you die , But strong , Learn to kiss , not to sigh , For they're ...
... marry your Mary Malone , Ohone ! You may marry your Mary Malone . " There's a moral contained in my song , Not wrong , And one comfort , it's not very long , If for widows you die , But strong , Learn to kiss , not to sigh , For they're ...
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... marry old Margery ? no no , no ! While ho ! ho ! ho ! he will chuckle and crow , What ! marry old Margery ? no , no , no ! W. H. Bellamy . AULD ROBIN GRAY . WHEN the sheep are in the 90 OLD BALLADS .
... marry old Margery ? no no , no ! While ho ! ho ! ho ! he will chuckle and crow , What ! marry old Margery ? no , no , no ! W. H. Bellamy . AULD ROBIN GRAY . WHEN the sheep are in the 90 OLD BALLADS .
Side 92
... toiled day and nicht , but their bread I couldna win ; Auld Rob maintain'd them baith , and , wi ' tears in his ee , Said , " Jennie , for their sakes , oh , marry me ! " My heart it said nay , for I look'd for 92 1272 OLD BALLADS .
... toiled day and nicht , but their bread I couldna win ; Auld Rob maintain'd them baith , and , wi ' tears in his ee , Said , " Jennie , for their sakes , oh , marry me ! " My heart it said nay , for I look'd for 92 1272 OLD BALLADS .
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... marry thee . " Oh , sair did we greet and muckle did we say , ourselves away ; We took but ae kiss and we tore I wish I were dead ! but I'm no like to dee ; And why do I live to say , Wae's me ? I gang like a ghaist , and I carena to ...
... marry thee . " Oh , sair did we greet and muckle did we say , ourselves away ; We took but ae kiss and we tore I wish I were dead ! but I'm no like to dee ; And why do I live to say , Wae's me ? I gang like a ghaist , and I carena to ...
Side 105
... and row a galley . But when my seven long years are out , Oh ! then I'll marry Sally : Oh ! then we'll wed , and then we'll bed , But not in our alley . Henry Carey . KITTY OF COLERAINE . S beautiful Kitty one As morning OLD BALLADS . 105.
... and row a galley . But when my seven long years are out , Oh ! then I'll marry Sally : Oh ! then we'll wed , and then we'll bed , But not in our alley . Henry Carey . KITTY OF COLERAINE . S beautiful Kitty one As morning OLD BALLADS . 105.
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Alice Gray Allan Water alley auld lang syne auld Robin Gray bailiff's daughter baith banks of Allan Bay of Biscay Bonnie Dundee bonnie fish brow Buy my caller caller herrin canna Charles Dibdin charming Coleraine couldna darling dear doth go drawn frae Duncan ENISTER fair fill fish and halesome Good-night halesome farin Hearts of oak heav'n his soul Islington John Anderson ken John Peel kiss lads lass leather bottèl Let the toast lives lovely Nan maids Margery Molly Bawn Molly Malone morning ne'er never o'er Ohone old English gentleman old Simon place like home pretty Jane prove an excuse Richmond Hill Robin Adair Sally Samuel Lover sigh sing sleep soul may dwell sweet tear tell There's no place thou wert fairest thro toast pass trip Twas warrant she'll prove waterman Widow Malone Wilt thou wish in heav'n wonna WOODMAN wooing o't wreath
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Side 131 - With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me, and be my love.
Side 22 - Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home ; A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there, Which, seek through the world, is ne'er met with elsewhere. Home ! home ! sweet, sweet home ! There's no place like home...
Side 36 - Her eyes the glow-worm lend thee, The shooting stars attend thee, And the elves also, Whose little eyes glow Like the sparks of fire, befriend thee.
Side 23 - John Anderson my jo, John, When we were first acquent, Your locks were like the raven, Your bonnie brow was brent; But now your brow is beld, John, Your locks are like the snow; But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson, my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi...
Side 38 - Here, a sheer hulk, lies poor Tom Bowling, The darling of our crew; No more he'll hear the tempest howling, For death has broach'd him to. His form was of the manliest beauty, His heart was kind and soft; Faithful below he did his duty, And now he's gone aloft.
Side 103 - But sure such folks could ne'er beget So sweet a girl as Sally ! She is the darling of my heart, And she lives in our alley.
Side 124 - WOODMAN, SPARE THAT TREE! , spare that tree! Touch not a single bough! In youth it sheltered me, And I'll protect it now.
Side 29 - Though all the world betrays thee, One sword, at least, thy rights shall guard, One faithful harp shall praise thee!" The minstrel fell! — but the foeman's chain Could not bring his proud soul under; The harp he loved ne'er spoke again, For he tore its chords asunder; And said, "No chains shall sully thee, Thou soul of love and bravery! Thy songs were made for the pure and free, They shall never sound in slavery!
Side 57 - tis to glory we steer, To add something more to this wonderful year, To honour we call you, not press you like slaves, For who are so free as the sons of the waves?
Side 11 - CHERRY-RIPE, ripe, ripe, I cry, Full and fair ones; come and buy. If so be you ask me where They do grow, I answer : There, Where my Julia's lips do smile ; There's the land, or cherry-isle, Whose plantations fully show All the year where cherries grow.