Davidson's Universal Melodist: Consisting of the Music and Words of Popular, Standard, and Original Songs, &c. Arranged So as to be Equally Adapted for the Sight-singer, the Performer on the Flute, Cornopean, Accordion, Or Any Other Treble Instrument, Volumen1

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G.H. Davidson, 1853
 

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O it was not for me that I heard the Bells ringing
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Saw ye my wee ThingOld Scotch Song the Poetry
51
Come Lads heres good Luck
56
Highland MaryPoetry by Burns 153
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O my Loves like the red red Rose
68
Old King TimeH Russell Poetry by Eliza Cook
75
Come sweet One comeH R H Prince Albert 292
77
Old Tare RiverNegro Melody Words by L Rede
84
Life let us cherishMozart
95
O name not those DaysTo an Air by Louis Spohr 217
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Lifes like a Ship in constant Motion 343
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The Flowers of the ForestHook
128
Shes all my Fancy painted
134
Could the Voice that I lovd wake againIrish
143
How fair the HeavensRossinis Semiramide
146
Lord Lovel
148
Dance Boatman danceAs sung by H Russell
150
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Sing me the Song of other DaysT B Brett
177
The Temptations of the good St Anthony
178
Love smiles our Cares awayA Loder Poetry
178
O no my Love noM Kelly Poetry by M Lewis
178
The Garland of LoveHook
178
The Grave of BonaparteL Heath
195
Beautiful Streamlet how precious to me 101
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Day again is ending from Rossinis Semiramide 432
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love to see thee golden Evning Sun 279
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Dear LandIrish Melody Poetry by Sliabh Cuilinn 185
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The Thistle of Scotland for everA D Roche 411
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Stay Traveller stayFrom La Donna del Lago 2
220
How oft Louisa hast thou saidFrom the Duenna
223
The Green Little Shamrock of IrelandShield
234
Dear Scenes of YouthMiss Dixon
237
The Kiss dear MaidPoetry by Lord Byron
244
Loves like a Summers DayJ Blewitt Poetry
245
How sweet are the Flowers 188
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Maclaine Scottish Song Miss Ross 378
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O sweet is the Blossom that hangs on the Tree
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Página 293 - The bride at the altar ; Leave the deer, leave the steer, Leave nets and barges : Come with your fighting gear, Broadswords and targes. Come as the winds come, when Forests are rended, Come as the waves come, when Navies are stranded : Faster come, faster come, Faster and faster, Chief, vassal, page and groom, Tenant and master. Fast they come, fast they come ; See how they gather ! Wide waves the eagle plume Blended with heather. Cast your plaids, draw your blades, Forward each man set ! Pibroch...
Página 270 - Yestreen, when to the trembling string The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard nor saw: Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd and said amang them a'; — "Ye are na Mary Morison!
Página 175 - River where ford there was none: But ere he alighted at Netherby gate The bride had consented, the gallant came late: For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.
Página 79 - I exclaim'd, is the pitiless part Some act by the delicate mind, Regardless of wringing and breaking a heart Already to sorrow resign'd.
Página 304 - 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.
Página 296 - The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one, He lies where pearls lie deep, He was the loved of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep.
Página 81 - Though his care she must forego ? When her little hands shall press thee, When her lip to thine is...
Página 175 - mong Graemes of the Netherby clan; Forsters, Fenwicks, and Musgraves, they rode and they ran: There was racing and chasing on Cannobie Lee, But the lost bride of Netherby ne'er did they see, So daring in love, and so dauntless in war, Have ye e'er heard of gallant like young Lochinvar?
Página 175 - The bride kissed the goblet ; the knight took it up, He quaffed off the wine, and he threw down the cup, She looked down to blush, and she looked up to sigh, With a smile on her lips and a tear in her eye. He took her soft hand, ere her mother could bar, — " Now tread we a measure !
Página 303 - The maiden paused, as if again She thought to catch the distant strain. With head up-raised, and look intent, And eye and ear attentive bent, And locks flung back, and lips apart, Like monument of Grecian art, In listening mood, she seemed to stand The guardian Naiad of the strand.

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