The Minstrelsy of Britain; Or, A Glance at Our Lyrical Poetry and Poets: From the Reign of Queen Elizabeth to the Present Time, Including a Dissertation on the Genius and Lyrics of BurnsH. Heavisides, 1860 - 120 sider |
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Side 21
... grave ! I mean the grave of all my care , For I design to bury't there . " It would be idle to criticise this verse - but the song with which it commences may be considered as a true representative of most of our drinking songs , which ...
... grave ! I mean the grave of all my care , For I design to bury't there . " It would be idle to criticise this verse - but the song with which it commences may be considered as a true representative of most of our drinking songs , which ...
Side 42
... grave of victory , And took the sting from death ! " Amongst the popular song - writers at the present time are Eliza Cook and Charles Mackay , author of the " Lump of Gold . " These writers have done much towards improving the public ...
... grave of victory , And took the sting from death ! " Amongst the popular song - writers at the present time are Eliza Cook and Charles Mackay , author of the " Lump of Gold . " These writers have done much towards improving the public ...
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... grave . Upon the chancel - casement , and upon that grave of mine , In the early early morning the summer sun ' ill shine , Before the red cock crows from the farm upon the hill , When you are warm - asleep , mother , and all the world ...
... grave . Upon the chancel - casement , and upon that grave of mine , In the early early morning the summer sun ' ill shine , Before the red cock crows from the farm upon the hill , When you are warm - asleep , mother , and all the world ...
Side 53
... grave be growing green : She'll be a better child to you than ever I have been . She'll find my garden - tools upon the granary floor : Let her take ' em : they are hers : I shall never garden more : But tell her , when I'm gone , to ...
... grave be growing green : She'll be a better child to you than ever I have been . She'll find my garden - tools upon the granary floor : Let her take ' em : they are hers : I shall never garden more : But tell her , when I'm gone , to ...
Side 55
... grave The grass renewed , should yearly wave , Yet God forget our child to save ? — Casa Wappy ! It cannot be for were it so Thus man could die , Life were a mockery , Thought were wo , And Truth a lie ; Heaven were a coinage of the ...
... grave The grass renewed , should yearly wave , Yet God forget our child to save ? — Casa Wappy ! It cannot be for were it so Thus man could die , Life were a mockery , Thought were wo , And Truth a lie ; Heaven were a coinage of the ...
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admiration Allan Allan Cunningham amang amongst auld lang syne ballad banks and braes bard beautiful Billy Taylor blaw bonnie Doon breathe brow Burns Campbell Casa Wappy cauld CHAPTER Charles Mackay charm composed compositions copies crimson-tipped dear Devon banks drinking songs Edinbro effusions Eliza Cook Elizabethan era Fairest maid fame feeling flowers genius Gerald Massey happy heart heaven HENRY HEAVISIDES honour humour Illustration Jean John Anderson lasses little Willie Lyrical Poetry lyrist maid on Devon manly Mary maun mind mourn Muse nature never old arm chair pleasure poems poet poet's poetic Poetry popular productions reign Robert Burns rustic says Scotland sentiments Shakspere shew sighs singing smile soul spirit Stockton strains sung sweet sweetest swigged taste tender thee thegither There's thine Thomas thou thoughts truth Twas verse warly werse William words Workhouse grave writer دو وو
Populære avsnitt
Side 101 - And, oh ! may Heaven their simple lives prevent From luxury's contagion, weak and vile ! Then, howe'er crowns and coronets be rent, A virtuous populace may rise the while, And stand a wall of fire around their much-loved Isle.
Side 42 - All worldly shapes shall melt in gloom, The Sun himself must die, Before this mortal shall assume Its immortality ! I saw a vision in my sleep, That gave my spirit strength to sweep Adown the gulf of time ! I saw the last of human mould, That shall Creation's death behold, As Adam saw her prime ! The Sun's eye had a sickly glare, The Earth with age was wan The skeletons of nations were Around that lonely man...
Side 95 - 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 89 - CHORUS. For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet, For auld lang syne. We twa hae run about the braes, And pu'd the gowans fine ; But we've wander'd mony a weary foot Sin auld lang syne.
Side 15 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
Side 27 - O 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.
Side 54 - And you see me carried out from the threshold of the door; Don't let Effie come to see me till my grave be growing green : She'll be a better child to you than ever I have been.
Side 15 - HE that loves a rosy cheek, Or a coral lip admires, Or from star-like eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires ; As old Time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away. But a smooth and steadfast mind, Gentle thoughts and calm desires, Hearts with equal love combined, Kindle never-dying fires. Where these are not, I despise Lovely cheeks, or lips, or eyes.
Side 71 - Heav'n, He, ruin'd, sink! Ev'n thou who mourn'st the Daisy's fate, That fate is thine — no distant date; Stern Ruin's ploughshare drives elate Full on thy bloom, Till crush'd beneath the furrow's weight Shall be thy doom!
Side 37 - YE banks and braes o' bonnie Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair; How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I sae weary, fu' o