Melodies, Songs, Sacred Songs, and National Airs: Containing Several Never Before Published in America |
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... Sweet lute ! thy chords she breaketh ; Golden now the strings she waketh ! But where are all the tales Her lute so sweetly told ? In lofty themes she fails , And soft ones suit not gold . Rich lute ! we see thee glisten , But , alas ...
... Sweet lute ! thy chords she breaketh ; Golden now the strings she waketh ! But where are all the tales Her lute so sweetly told ? In lofty themes she fails , And soft ones suit not gold . Rich lute ! we see thee glisten , But , alas ...
Page 182
... sweet , But the Snow - Spirit cannot come here ! LOVE AND REASON . " Quand l'homme commence a raisonner , il cesse de sentir . " - J . J. Rousseau . " TWAS in the Summer time , so sweet , When hearts and flowers are both in season ...
... sweet , But the Snow - Spirit cannot come here ! LOVE AND REASON . " Quand l'homme commence a raisonner , il cesse de sentir . " - J . J. Rousseau . " TWAS in the Summer time , so sweet , When hearts and flowers are both in season ...
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... Sweet like thee and me , When all's so calm below , above , In heaven , and o'er the sea ; When maidens sing sweet Barcarolles , And echo sings again , So sweet that all with ears and souls Should love and listen then . So come to me ...
... Sweet like thee and me , When all's so calm below , above , In heaven , and o'er the sea ; When maidens sing sweet Barcarolles , And echo sings again , So sweet that all with ears and souls Should love and listen then . So come to me ...
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