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The hardy Norseman's house of yore

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There was a brave old mariner

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To arms, once more, to arms! the cry

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'Twas one morn, when the wind from the northward blew
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'Twas post meridian, half-past four

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Tom Tackle was noble—was true to his word...

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When a boy, Harry Bluff left his friends and his home 187
When 'tis night, and the mid-watch is come

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When Vulcan forged the bolts of Jove

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SONGS OF THE AFFECTIONS.

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Be mine, dear maid ; this faithful heart
Drink to me only with thine eyes
Fair is the miller's maid
Forg: him! oh, how little they...
Fare thee well, and if for ever
Farewell, my dear Mary, the beam of thy beauty
Give me the grasp that is warm, kind, and ready ..
Go, in the summer when the morning breaketh
Go'! forget me!-why should sorrow
Good-night, good-night, beloved !
Had I a heart for falsehood framed
Heaven bath its crown of stars ...
Here we meet too soon to part
I have waited for thy coming
I still love thee, I still love thee...
If I had known thou couldst have died
I have listen'd to your song...
I have said that I would love thee
I rise from dreams of thee
I do not ask to offer thee a timid love like mine
I think on thee in the night
I'll keep thee in remembrance still
I heard thy fate without a tear
I cannot change as others do
Just like love is yonder rose
Not for thee-thou false one, never ...
O Nanny, wilt thou go with me?...
Oh ! ask not others if I love...
Oh, ye tears! oh, ye tears! ...
She walks in beauty like the night
She's sportive as the zephyr...
Sweet girl! though only once we met
Should he upbraid, I'II own that he'd prevail...
Sister, I have loved thee well
Thy favourite bird is soaring still
Thou art livelier than the coming

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The fountains mingle with the river ...
The sun its bright rays may withbold, love
The kiss, dear maid, thy lips have left
Thou lingering star, with lessening ray
They have given thee to another...
When we two parted
When the summer sun is shining
We have lived and loved together
When the glowworm gilds the elfin bower
Well, what if Fortune frown, love

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CONVIVIAL SONGS.
At the peaceful midnight hour
Bright chanticleer proclaims the dawn
Drink to me only with thine eyes
Dear Tom, this brown jug that now foams with mild ale
Hurrah for merry Christmas
I am a friar of orders grey
I love, I love the night
King Death was a rare old fellow
Let dukes keep their racers, my lord have his stud
List to the lay of the Gipsy band
Oh ! Time is sweet when roses meet...
Oh! I am the child of the forest wild
The glasses sparkle on the board
The Pope he leads a happy life
The wealthy fool, with gold in store.
You all knew Tom Moody, the whipper-in, well
Witlaf, a king of the Saxons

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SONGS OF HOME.
Deep in a vale a cottage stood
I had knock'd out the dust from my pipe tother night
My own fireside ! Those simple words
Oh! none can tell but those who've roved
The river flows through pleasant vales
'Tis a libel on woman to say through the casement
You'll always find a welcome here

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RURAL SUBJECTS.
And this is the mill-stream that ten years ago
As Jeannie cam from market
Dear boy, throw that icicle down
I love a dear old country face
Our fire on the turf, and our tent 'neath a tree
See yon happy, rosy hoy
The summer is come ! the summer is come!

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COMIC AND SATIRICAL.
A peacock came, with his plumage gay

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As beautiful Kitty one morning was tripping...

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A fond youth serenaded his love

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Cried William when just come from sea

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Have you heard the strange news just come down, Gaffer
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In the days of creation, when Jove was allotting

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It fell about the Martinmas time

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“Oh! if I had a thousand a year, Gaffer Green”.

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If a secret you'd keep, there is one I could tell

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Martin, the man at arms, stalwart and strong

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Och hone! and what will I do? ...

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Oh! why dost thou shiver and shake, Gaffer Grey ? 188
There's a path by the river

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There was a jolly miller once
The little lane, the greenwood lane

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The bee loves the flower, and the wind loves the sea

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There's a good time coming, boys

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The Pope he leads a happy life ...

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Will nobody come to the mistletoe bough?

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Where the breeze with the blossom was playing

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Who'll buy my roses ?—they're fresh and they're fair... 128
You are going far away...

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SCOTCH.
Argyle is my name...

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Allen-a-Dale has no faggot for burning

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Hail to the chief who in triumph advances

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“ Husband, husband, cease your strife”.

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It fell about the Martinmas time

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Is there for honest poverty...

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My Highland home, where tempests blow

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O merry row, O merry row...

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O Nannie, wilt thou go with me...

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Of all the spots sae bonnie

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"Oh! where, and

oh ! where is your Highland laddie gone ?” 237
Oh, my love is like the red red rose

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She's sportive as the zephyr

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Thou lingering star, with lessening ray

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The red moon is up o'er the moss-cover'd mountain 123
“ Whar bae ye been a' day ?"

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Wilt thou be my dearie?

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Ye banks and braes o' bonnie Doon...

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IRISH,
As beautiful Kitty one morning was tripping
As beauteous as Flora
I'm sitting on the stile, Mary
I'll seek a four-leaved shamrock...
Kathleen, mavourneen, the grey dawn is breaking
Oh! the moments were sad when my love and I parted
One day by that lake I was straying...
Och hone! and what will I do?...
So, my Kathleen, you're going to leave me
Tbere came to the beach a poor exile of Erin...

GLEES, DUETS, AND MADRIGALS.
A garden is my lady's face
As it fell upon a day
Blow, warder, blow thy sounding horn
Dear Fanny, you told me one day
Dame Durden kept five serving girls...
Down in a flow'ry vale, all on a summer morning...
Good night, good night, beloved !
Glorious Apollo from on high beheld us
Hail to the chief who in triumph advances
Here's a health to all good lasses
I know a maiden fair to see...
In the merry old time of our ancestors
In going to my lonely bed
Just like love is yonder rose...
Life's a bumper, fill’d by fate
List, dearest, list, 'tis the nightingale calling
Lo! where with flow'ry head
Mynheer Vandunck, though he never got drunk
My mistress is as fair as fine
Oh, ye tears! oh, ye tears !
Oh, don't you remember the beautiful glade.
Oh! bold Robin Hood is a forester good.
O who will ride o'er the Downs so free
O, by rivers, by whose falls...
Patter, patter! Let it pour..,
Slowly and softly music should flow...
Solemnly, mournfully, dealing its dole
Sigh no more, ladies
Sleep, gentle lady, the flowers are closing
The roses last their little day
The winds whistle cold .
The hardy Norseman's house of yore
There sat one day in quiet
When Bibo thought fit from the world to retreat...
When the wind blows in the sweet rose-tree
Who is Sylvia ? what is she ?

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Adieu, my native land, adieu !
Amid the city's busy throng
A song for the fields, for the merry green fields
An old man and a little child
An old man saw a little child
Autumn leaves lie strew'd around me bere
As Jeannie came from market
And this is the mill-stream that ten years ago
Beautiful, beautiful blossoms of spring
Brethren, in this life's existence
Bird of the wilderness
Bear and forbear, whatsoe'er be your station
Come buy my fruit, ripe autumn fruit
Come and buy each summer flower
Come to the valley—the mountain may be
Come o'er the moonlit sea ...
Cheer, boys, cheer! no more of idle sorrow
Dear is the blush of early light
Deep in a vale a cottage stood
Dear boy, throw that icicle down
Fill a goblet, merry folk
Farewell to the mountain
Fast and fair the stars were springing
Give me the grasp that is warm, kind, and ready.
Go, lovely rose !
Go ask the roses why they bloom
Go, breeze that sweeps the orange grove...
Great tears roll'd down his rugged cheek
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may
God sent his singers upon earth...
Hurrah for merry Christmas
Have you heard the strange news?
Heaven bath its crown of stars
Happy days and happy nights
How merrily this summer morn...
He knows me not-he knows me not...
In the days of creation, when Jove was allotting
I love a dear old country face
I'd be a Gipsy, merry and free
I had a dream of beauty
I heard the trailing garments of the night
I would not forget the dear scenes of my youth
I love to follow the honey-bee
Is there a heart that never loved
I dreamt last night of our earlier days
I dreamt that I dwelt in marble halls
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