The Universal Irish Song Book: A Complete Collection of the Songs and Ballads of IrelandPatrick John Kenedy P.J. Kenedy, 1898 |
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The Universal Irish Song Book: A Complete Collection of the Songs and ... Patrick John Kenedy Sin vista previa disponible - 2015 |
Términos y frases comunes
Arrah Ballyporeen Ballyshannon Barney Bawn beauty bless bosom boys brave bright Bryan O'Lynn CHARLES LEVER charming cheek cold dark dark Rosaleen darling dear dream Eibhlin Eileen aroon Erin Erin's eyes fair faith Farewell father flowers forget friends GERALD GRIFFIN girl glory God save Ireland gone green grief harp hath heart heaven hill hope Inis-Eoghain Irish isle Jaunting Car JOHN BANIM Kathleen Killarney Kitty lady land light live lonely look Machree maid Mary Mavourneen Molly moon morning mother mountain na air native ne'er never night o'er old Ireland ould Paddy poor pride R. B. SHERIDAN Róisín Dubh Rosaleen rose round SAMUEL LOVER Shamrock shine shore sigh sing sleep smile song sorrow soul sure sweet tears tell thee There's thine THOMAS MOORE thou thro true Twas voice weep wild wind wirra stru young
Pasajes populares
Página 255 - THE harp that once through TARA'S halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on TARA'S walls As if that soul were fled. So sleeps the pride of former days, So glory's thrill is o'er, And hearts that once beat high for praise, Now feel that pulse no more ! n.
Página 278 - Tis the last rose of summer Left blooming alone ; All her lovely companions Are faded and gone ; No flower of her kindred, No rose-bud is nigh, To reflect back her blushes, Or give sigh for sigh. I'll not leave thee, thou lone one ! To pine on the stem; Since the lovely are sleeping, Go, sleep thou with them. Thus kindly I scatter Thy leaves o'er the bed, Where thy mates of the garden Lie scentless and dead. So soon may / follow, When friendships decay, And from Love's shining circle The gems drop...
Página 182 - So come in the evening, or come in the morning, Come when you're looked for, or come without warning, Kisses and welcome you'll find here before you, And the oftener you come here the more I'll adore you...
Página 208 - DEAR Harp of my country ! in darkness I found thee, The cold chain of silence had hung o'er thee long, When proudly, my own Island Harp ! I unbound thee, And gave all thy chords to light, freedom, and song...
Página 253 - Though all the world betrays thee, One sword, at least, thy rights shall guard, One faithful harp shall praise thee !" The minstrel fell ! but the foeman's chain Could not bring his proud soul under ! The harp he...
Página 85 - The corn was springin' fresh and green, And the lark sang loud and high — And the red was on your lip, Mary, And the love-light in your eye. The place is little changed, Mary, The day is bright as then, The lark's loud song is in my ear, And the corn is green again; But I miss the soft clasp of your hand, And your breath warm on my cheek, And I still keep list'ning for the words You never more will speak.
Página 87 - I'll not forget you darling, In the land I'm going to ; They say there's bread and work for all; And the sun shines always there, — But I'll not forget old Ireland, Were it fifty times as fair ! MY LOVER SANG.
Página 86 - Tis but a step down yonder lane, And the little church stands near, The church where we were wed, Mary : I see the spire from here. But the graveyard lies between, Mary, And my step might break your rest; For I've laid you, darling, down to sleep, With your baby on your breast.
Página 485 - WITH deep affection And recollection I often think of Those Shandon bells, Whose sounds so wild would, In the days of childhood, Fling round my cradle Their magic spells.
Página 62 - I have no refuge from famine and danger, A home and a country remain not to me. Never again, in the green sunny bowers, Where my forefathers lived, shall I spend the sweet hours, .Or cover my harp with the wild-woven flowers, And strike to the numbers of Erin go bragh...