The Book of American Songs: With Notes, Biographical and HistoricalHoward Paul Ward and Lock, 1857 - 128页 |
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第26页
... happy place , Where it is summer still . Yes , though , like sere leaves on the ground , Our early hopes are strown , And cherish'd flowers lie dead around , And singing birds are flown , MARION MAY . The verdure is not faded quite , 26 ...
... happy place , Where it is summer still . Yes , though , like sere leaves on the ground , Our early hopes are strown , And cherish'd flowers lie dead around , And singing birds are flown , MARION MAY . The verdure is not faded quite , 26 ...
第27页
... happy days have flown rapidly past ; We've tossed on an ocean of tumult and trouble , And found the next morrow as dark as the last . Yet bright are the hopes that from sorrow we've garner'd , And rich are the joys that our memories ...
... happy days have flown rapidly past ; We've tossed on an ocean of tumult and trouble , And found the next morrow as dark as the last . Yet bright are the hopes that from sorrow we've garner'd , And rich are the joys that our memories ...
第34页
... happy heart , mother , A happier never beat ; And even now new buds of hope Are bursting at my feet . Oh , mother ! life may be " a dream , " But if such dreams are given , While at the portals thus we stand , What are the truths of ...
... happy heart , mother , A happier never beat ; And even now new buds of hope Are bursting at my feet . Oh , mother ! life may be " a dream , " But if such dreams are given , While at the portals thus we stand , What are the truths of ...
第46页
... happy air , Than that which is bless'd by sweet ROSALIE CLARE . I'LL RETURN TO THEE . * HOWARD PAUL . THE brook beneath the gentle moon Its own sweet music fondly learns ; The wild bird roving all the day , Again to its own nest returns ...
... happy air , Than that which is bless'd by sweet ROSALIE CLARE . I'LL RETURN TO THEE . * HOWARD PAUL . THE brook beneath the gentle moon Its own sweet music fondly learns ; The wild bird roving all the day , Again to its own nest returns ...
第59页
... Happy and contented , Reaping on the plain . And as upon my journey , I leave the maple tree , Thinking of the difference Between the man and me , I turn again to see him Reaping on the plain , And almost wish my labour . Were the ...
... Happy and contented , Reaping on the plain . And as upon my journey , I leave the maple tree , Thinking of the difference Between the man and me , I turn again to see him Reaping on the plain , And almost wish my labour . Were the ...
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banner beam beauty Ben Bolt bend beneath billow bird bless bloom blue boys breast breath breeze bright Brooks brow charm clouds dark dear deep dream earth Excelsior fair father Fcap FENNO HOFFMAN fill high flag fond forget gale gentle gleam glowing golden ear hand happy hath heart heaven hope JOSEPH HOPKINSON land leave life's light lips look lyre mariners melody moon of flowers mother Music myrtle and steel neath never night o'er ocean old oaken bucket OSGOOD PARK BENJAMIN PILGRIM ROBERT SOUTHEY ROSALIE CLARE rose round sea-bird SEAMAN'S BETHEL Shirley Brooks shore sigh sing skies sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sparkling spirit star star-spangled banner storm stream summer sung sweet tears thee thine eye thou thought Valentine Vox voice WASHINGTON ALLSTON wave wild WILLIAM LEGGETT wind wing woodman words yellow corn
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第54页 - Woodman, spare that tree, Touch not a single bough! In youth it sheltered me, And I'll protect it now: 'Twas my forefather's hand That placed it near his cot; There, woodman, let it stand, Thy axe shall harm it not. That old familiar tree, Whose glory and renown Are spread o'er land and sea — And would'st thou hack it down?
第63页 - How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood, When fond recollection presents them to view! The orchard, the meadow, the...
第66页 - Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there. Oh, say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave? On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
第91页 - ... Her deck once red with heroes' blood, Where knelt the vanquished foe, When winds were hurrying o'er the flood And waves were white below, No more shall feel the victor's tread, Or know the conquered knee; — The harpies of the shore shall pluck The eagle of the sea!
第66页 - Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution. No refuge could save the hireling and slave From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave; And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
第91页 - Ay, tear her tattered ensign down! Long has it waved on high, And many an eye has danced to see That banner in the sky; Beneath it rung the battle shout, And burst the cannon's roar; — The meteor of the ocean air Shall sweep the clouds no more. Her deck, once red with heroes...
第13页 - My life is like the autumn leaf That trembles in the moon's pale ray, Its hold is frail — its...
第65页 - Oh ! say, can you see, by the dawn's early light, What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming? Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight, O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming ; And the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in air, Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there...
第63页 - That moss-covered vessel I hail as a treasure ; For often, at noon, when returned from the field, I found it the source of an exquisite pleasure, The purest and sweetest that nature can yield. How ardent I seized it, with hands that were glowing ! And quick to the white-pebbled bottom it fell; Then soon, with the emblem of truth overflowing, And dripping with coolness, it rose from the well ; The old oaken bucket, the iron-bound bucket, The moss-covered bucket, arose from the well.
第66页 - Blest with victory and peace, may the heaven-rescued land Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation. Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just, And this be our motto :