OF THE WORKS OF ENGLISH AND AMERICAN AUTHORS, COLLECTED AND ANNOTATED BY WALTER HAMILTON, Fellow of the Royal Geographical and Royal Historical Societies; Author of A History of National Anthems and Patriotic Songs," "A Memoir of George Cruikshank,” "I have here only made a Nosegay of culled Flowers, and have brought little more BARRY CORNWALL. ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTOR. J. H. PAYNE. R. B. SHERIDAN. JAMES THOMSON. VOLUMES I., II., III, and IV. PARODIES. Songs by Henry Carey, A. Bunn, J. H. Payne, Songs by R. Herrick, T. H. Baily, and Lewis Songs by C. and T. Dibdin, T. Campbell, and The Bilious Beadle, The Old English Gentle- man, Rule Britannia, and God Save the Songs in W. S. Gilbert's Comic Operas. PART 45. Chevy-Chace, Lord Bateman, Songs by R. B. The authors of the original songs are arranged in alphabetical order; the titles of the original poems If you're anxious for to shine... ... If you want to cut a shine. P. Bosecic.... Song by the Social Belle. Truth 116 Come, cheer up my lads! 76 Come, cheer up my lads. 1784. 76 ད་ ,, merry Christmas is near... 76 (for the Liverpool election 1812) 76 When I went to the Church When upon the stage we play. The Referee, 1883 I'm such a susceptible Chancellor When I took my commission When I hospitals walked ... Said a Barrister, low, to himself Said a West-end Tradesman Said a jerry Builder PAGE ... ... 128 128 129 ... 129 130 116 Said a City Alderman 130 Said a man of fashion Said I to myself (Henry Irving) When I went to the City (the masher) Henry George as the disagreeable man 130 130 131 131 131 132 ... 132 I was not so very old 118 118 119 Of all the plans there are on earth 133 133 133 (Col. Knox) 133 119 The Mikado. 120 Three little maids from school 134 134 120. 120 120 120, 121 The flowers that bloom in the pot 135 135 139 135 Pygmalion and Galatea... Chiselling Pygmalion 124 124 Bab Ballads In the gloaming. Thomas Hood. The dream of Eugene Aram. The dream of the Bilious Beadle. A. Shirley... Lady Arthur Hill. In the gloaming, oh! my darling! Icycles Judy In the shooting, oh, my comrade. A. H. Smith 121 276 How much they've all been missed I once was a very abandoned person Come hither, ye slaves of the weed The poor soul sat sighing by a sycamore tree ... King Thebaw of Burmah Thebaw was the king of the golden toe 139 ... 140 141 141 ... 141 The Bishop and the Ballet... 89 |