The Book of Temperance Melody: Adapted and Arranged to Popular Aids

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Alfred W. Bennett, 1850 - 144 sider
 

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Side 106 - sa good time coming, boys, A good time coming : The people shall be temperate, And shall love instead of hate, In the good time coming. They shall use, and not abuse, And make all virtue stronger. The reformation has begun ; — Wait a little longer. There's a good time coming...
Side 74 - Give them stanch honesty, Let their pride manly be — God save the poor! Help them to hold the right, ' Give them both truth and might, Lord of all life and light ! God save the poor 1 1339.
Side 52 - TELL me the tales that to me were so dear, Long, long ago, — long, long ago ; Sing me the songs I delighted to hear, Long, long ago,— long ago.
Side 9 - Guid faith he mauna fa' that. For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that ; The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher rank 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' that. For a
Side 105 - There's a good time coming, boys, A good time coming : The pen shall supersede the sword, And Right, not Might, shall be the lord, In the good time coming.
Side 27 - OH, where's the slave so lowly, Condemn'd to chains unholy, Who, could he burst His bonds at first, Would pine beneath them slowly?
Side 26 - you cannot guess wrong; Don't you know I am singing a Temperance Song ? Teetotal — Oh, that's the first word of my lay ; And then don't you see how I twitter away ? Tis because I've just dipped my beak in the spring, And brushed the fair face of the lake with my wing. Cold water, cold water, yes, that is my song, And I love to keep singing it all the day long.
Side 116 - Tis thus the oak gets high, my friends, 'Tis thus the oak gets high ; By having water in its cups, Then why not you and I...
Side 77 - Loud let His praises ring — Praise, praise for aye. 2. Come to this happy land, Come, come away ; Why will ye doubting stand— Why still delay ? Oh, we shall happy be, When from sin and sorrow free, Lord, we shall live with thee ! Blest, blest for aye.
Side 102 - How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood, When fond recollection presents them to view ! The orchard, the meadow, the...

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