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And  by  them  Contributed  in  the  Search  for  Treasured  Songs 

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The  National  Magazine 

BOSTON.  MASS. 
■DITBD  BY    JOB  MITOHBU.  CMAPPUt 


Heartily  congratulating  you  upon 
having  your  favorite  selection  included 
in  the  splendid  book  of  "HEART  SONGS/  I  am 
pleased  to  auinounoe  that  you  have  been 
awarded  a  prize  for  your  contribution  to 
this  unrivalled  collection  of  popular 
"melodies  of  today »  and  the  days  gone  by*' 

Yours  sincerely, 


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We  take  pleasure  in  conferring  the 
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For  the  Committee 


Fao-filmfle  of  the  letter  eent  out  to  thoee  awarded  prises  bgr 
the  Committee*  signed  by  Mr.  George  W  Chadwiclc,  Director  of  the 
New  England  Conservatory  o^  Muslo,  one  of  the  foremost  Americao 
musicians  and  composers,  and  by  Mr.  Victor  Herbert,  the  eminent 
composer  and  conductor  who*  vailed  oomposlttons  so  well  oomblne 
muneal  art  aiid  popular  melody. 


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FOREWORD 


T  TEART  SONGS  is  more  than  a  collection  of  music — it  is  a  book  com- 
^  ^  piled  directfy  by  twenty  thousand  people,  who  not  only  sent  in  their 
favorite  songs,  but  in  accompanying  letters  told  how  these  songs  had  been 
interwoven  with  the  story  of  their  own  lives.  All  have  been  sent  in  by 
men  and  women  who  loved  them;  who  cared  little  for  the  prizes,  but 
desired  to  add  a  truly  worthy  contribution  to  the  collection  of  Heart 
Songs.  The  personal  associations  of  these  melodies  add  to  the  familiar 
words  a  new  thrill  of  heart  interest.  Each  song  recalls  to  the  individual 
reader  some  tender,  sad,  joyous  or  martial  association.  It  is  a  book 
which  will  be  to  American  musical  literature  what  "Heart  Throbs"  is 
to  prose  and  verse. 

For  four  years  contributions  have  poured  in  from  all  parts  of  the 
republic — from  neighboring  Canada  and  Mexico;  from  distant  isles  of 
the  sea  and  almost  every  continent  on  the  globe — ^}'et  the  harvest  was 
erwhelmingly  American,  and  although  sectional  features  have  added 
much  to  the  variety  of  songs  and  to  some  extent  represent  days  of  strife 
and  dissension,  the  mass  of  heart  tributes  shows  how  nearly  and  closely 
all  true  American  hearts  beat  in  unison,  and  how  the  bonds  of  music  are 
strong  and  universal. 

The  original  plan  was  to  divide  the  contributions  into  ten  classes  as 
indicated  in  the  announcements: — Patriotic  and  war  songs;  sea  songs; 
lullabies  and  child  songs;  dancing  songs,  lilts  and  jigs;  plantation  and 
negro  melodies;  sacred  songs  and  hymns;  love  songs;  songs  from  operas 
and  operettas;  popular  concert  hall  songs  and  ballads;  college,  school  and 
fraternity  songs.  It  was  soon  discovered  that  no  balanced  classification 
could  be  made — the  tremendous  preponderance  of  love  songs,  hymns, 
college  songs,  ballads,  operatic  and  patriotic  airs,  any  one  of  which  might 
have  been  adjudged  correctly  to  two  or  more  classes,  soon  convinced  the 
judges  that  to  make  the  book  a  true  reflection  of  the  contributors'  tastes 
and  feelings — a  Heart  Song  book  in  the  true  sense — some  classes  would 


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have  to  be  abridged,  and  selections  made  with  a  view  to  securing  those 
songs  about  which  cluster  personal  and  heartfelt  associations. 

In  the  mails  came  the  yellow,  ragged,  timewom  music  that  had 
been  on  "mother's"  piano  when  as  a  young  man  "father"  timidly  turned 
the  music  and  with  a  glance  silently  responded  to  love's  message.  Old 
songs  and  hymns  came  in,  betwixt  covers  that  were  familiar  thirty,  forty 
and  fifty  years  ago.  The  old-time  singing  school  was  represented,  and 
many  a  stirring  strain  that  had  made  the  crisp  winter  air  ring,  as  the 
refrain  was  sung  on  a  sleigh  ride. 

Contributors  in  the  far  West  sent  in  songs  that  have  the  breezy 
"go"  and  dash  of. the  intrepid  pioneer.  Eastern  readers  preserved  for 
us  songs  that  have  been  factors  in  history-making,  and  the  consensus 
of  opinion  on  patriotic  songs  reveals  "The  Star-Spangled  Banner,"  "  Dixie'' 
and  "America"  as  the  standard  all  over  the  land. 

The  old-time  sea  songs,  the  chanteys  and  stirring  airs,  sung  at 
capstan  and  halyard,  were  sent  in  by  those  whose  memories  of  old  days 
were  kindled  when  a  request  came  for  music  having  in  it  the  tang  of  salt 
air,  the  rush  of  sharp  bows  against  crested  seas,  and  the  vikings  of  for- 
gotten vojiages  and  old  wars.  "A  Yankee  Ship  and  a  Yankee  Crew," 
"Blow,  Boys,  Blow,"  "A  Life  On  The  Ocean  Wave"  came  in  side  by 
side  with  "Sailing,"  "Nancy  Lee"  and  many  others  which  suggest  the 
scud  of  the  white  foam  and  the  careening  deck. 

The  lullabies  include  some  rare  gems — plaintive  minor  airs  of  the 
past  century,  rich  with  sacred  memories  of  mothers  crooning  over  old 
wooden  cradles,  but  modem  selections,  Etiimet's  "Lullaby"  and  the 
sweet  refrain  from  "Erminie"  were  not  overlooked.  "Rock-a-bve, 
Baby"  proved  a  very  popular  favorite. 

Many  of  the  lilts  and  dancing  tunes  are  full  of  suggestions  of  a  remote 
past,  and  martial  events  possess  a  close  kinship  to  love  songs  because  of 
romantic  memories  of  festal  nights  when  dainty  feet  kept  time  to  the 
strains  of  "Old  Dan  Tucker,"  as  the  couples  mustered  reluctantly  for  "the 
last  dance." 

Southern  contributors  brought  to  light  stirring  and  plaintive  melod'es 
that  swayed  the  hearts  of  millions  during  the  dark  days  of  the  Lost  Cause, 
nor  did  the  North  forget  songs  that  were  sung  with  heartache  and  tearful 
eyes,  or  cheered  march  and  bivouac.     The  remarkable  interest  centering 


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in  the  old  darkey  songs — the  melodies  of  the  Jubilee  singers,  breathing 
of  old  plantation  days,  show  that  the  folk  songs  of  America  and  even 
our  national  music  of  the  future  niust  bear  the  impress  of  the  race  that 
gave  us  this  class  of  music.  This  is  already  indicated  in  the  popularity 
of  "  rag  time, "  which  has  already  found  its  way  into  well-known  sym- 
phonies, reflecting  the  motif  that  rings  through  such  an  air  as  "  Swing 
Low,  Sweet  Chariot." 

Strange  to  relate,  the  chief  diflSculty  was  in  the  selection  of  love 
songs.  While  a  wide  range  of  selection  was  offered,  the  contributors 
were  more  insistent  on  the  merit  of  these  particular  songs  than  on  any 
other  music  sent  in,  because  these  melodies  had  meant  so  much  to  them 
in  the  days  of  "love's  young  dream."  The  man  or  woman  who  had  found 
a  thrill  in  singing  "Bonny  Eloise"  could  not  understand  how  "Sweet 
Genevieve  "  and  more  modem  songs  could  mean  so  much  to  others.  Con- 
sequently the  judges  reduced  them  all  to  the  common  denominator  of 
heart  interest  and  found  that  the  old,  old  story  is  ever  new,  and  always 
bewitching,  no  matter  how  the  melody  may  vary.  "Annie  Laurie" 
is  the  one  great  international  favorite  ballad  of  all  English-speaking 
people. 

There  was  remarkable  unanimity  in  the  choice  of  hymns.  The 
universal  selection  seemed  to  turn  to  "mother's  favorite,"  which  had 
meant  so  much  at  the  turning  point  of  life's  highway.  The  choice  of 
"  Lead,  Kmdly  Light "  and  "  Come,  Thou  Fount,"  "Rock  of  Ages,"  "  Nearer, 
My  God,  to  Thee"  and  other  hymns  loved  by  many  celebrated  men, 
proved  these  songs  to  be  also  the  favorites  of  people  all  over  the  world. 

In  operatic  selections  the  familiar  arias  of  Verdi,  echoed  around  the 
world,  were  most  in  favor.  The  song  of  Manrico  in  the  tower  appeared 
to  touch  more  hearts  than  any  other  aria  sung  behind  American  operatic 
footlights.     Popular  opera  airs  were  mingled  through  the  other  classes. 

The  long  list  of  concert  songs  submitted  contained  many  beautiful 
and  rare  selections,  but  the  greater  number  were  songs  that  have  been 
household  words  for  many  a  day,  and  some  are  still  largely  sold  after 
nearly  a  half  century  of  publication.  These  contributions  throw  an  inter- 
estmg  light  on  national  character.  The  popularity  of  "Old  Folks  at  Home" 
and  "My  Old  Kentucky  Home"  was  emphasized,  and  "Massa's  in  de 
Cold,  Cold  Ground  "  was  a  strong  universal  favorite.    The  melody  and  senti- 


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ment  of  the  songs  of  Stephen  C.  Foster  come  close  to  the  affections  of 
the  American  people,  and  Dan  Emmet,  Henry  C.  Work,  Root  and  other 
composers  who  flourished  between  1840  and  1880  are  well  represented. 
"Old  Black  Joe,"  "Cany  Me  Back  to  Old  Virginny"  and  many  other 
sweetly  human  songs  were  sent  in  by  large  numbers. 

The  choice  of  college  songs  proved  to  be  a  matter  of  location.  There 
were  prime  old  favorites  that  have  been  inherited  from  the  halcyon  days 
of  early  schools,  and  are  full  of  patriotic  sentiment;  many  of  these  are 
almost  classics,  being  standard  tunes  with  only  a  variation  in  the  words. 
"My  Bonnie  lies  over  the  Ocean"  and  "The  QuUting  Party"  appeared 
equally  attractive  to  various  alma  maters. 


like  "  Heart  Throbs/'  this  book  represents  the  history,  the  sentiment 
of  the  American  people  of  today,  as  well  as  of  the  various  European  races 
who,  in  this  new  world,  have  been  moulded  into  a  great  and  powerful 
nation.  "Heart  Songs"  is  a  valuable  and  striking  gauge  and  indicator 
of  the  popular  taste  of  the  people  now  comprising  the  republic  of  the  United 
States  of  America.  Few  "rag  time"  songs  were  sent  in;  operatic  selec- 
tions were  not  largely  in  favor.  Love  ballads,  patriotic,  sacred  and  concert 
melodies  were  the  most  popular. 

Songs  that  have  entertained  thoiisands  from  childhood  to  the  grave 
and  have  voiced  the  pleasure  and  pain,  the  love  and  longing,  the  despair 
and  delight,  the  sorrow  and  resignation,  and  the  consolation  of  the  plain 
people — ^who  found  in  these  an  utterance  for  emotions  which  they  felt 
but  could  not  express — came  in  by  the  thousands.  The  3'ellow  sheets  of 
music  bear  evidence  of  constant  use;  in  times  of  war  and  peace,  victory 
and  defeat,  good  and  evil  fortune,  these  sweet  strains  have  blended  with 
the  coarser  thread  of  human  life  and  offered  to  the  joyful  or  saddened 
soul  a  suggestion  of  uplift,  sympathy  and  hope. 

It  b  not  imlikely  that  a  second  volume  of  "Heart  Songs''  will  be 
demanded  by  the  American  public  if  the  publishers  can  judge  by  the 
orders  already  received  for  the  first.  There  is  ample  material  not  drawn 
upon,  and  still  more  contributions  indicate  that  the  mine  has  only  begun 
to  yield  its  treasury  of  heart  songs. 


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o'er ;       They  all  told       me  yon  had  fall  -  en,  That  I'd  netr     -     er    see  yon   more, 
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Oh,      rve    been  so    sad       and  lone  -  ly.      Filled     my  breast       has  been    with 

Tell     me,     are  yon  bad  -  ly  wonnd  -  ed  ?      Did      we    win         the  dead  -  ly 


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breasty  Whilftyoa'nteU  -  ing  of  the  bat- tie.  Let  your  fe  -  vered fore-head  rest, 
pain,  Since  thay  said  my  dear -est  broth -er  I  should  nev  -  er  see  a -gain, 
fight?        IMd     the  Tic  -   t'rycrownoor  baii-ner?  Did    yon  put        the  foe     to  flight? 


The  Loreley 


I.  0       tell   me    what  it  mean-ethyXhia  gloom  and  tear-ful     eye?      'Tis   mem-'ry     that  re- 
ft. A    -  b07e,the   maid-en  sit- teth^A    won-drous  form  and     fair;     With   jew -els     bright  she 
3.  The    boat-man  on    the  riv  -  er  Lists  to     the   song^spell- bound;  Oh  I  what  shall  him  de  - 


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tain    -    eth    The   tale     of     years  gone  by;    .  The  fad -ing  light  grows  dim-mer,  The 

plait  -  eth     Her  shin -ing    gold -en     hair:  With  comb  of  gold   pre-pares     it,     The 

Ut    -     er   From  dan  -  ger     threat'ning  round  ?  The  wa  -  ters  deep  have  caught  them^Both 


Rhine  doth  calmly  flow,  .The  loft-y  hill-tops  glim-mer  Red  with  the  sun-set  glow. 
task  with  song  be -gulled;  A  fit- ful  bur-den  bears  it,  That  mel  -  o  -  dy  so  wild. 
boat    and   boatman  brave ;    *Tis  Loreley 's  song  hath  brought  them  Beneath  the  foaming  wave. 


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Strike  the  Harp  Gently 


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L  B.  WOODBUXT 


I.  KcriKe  tbe  harp  gent- ly^  To  the  mem -'ry  of  those  Who  etr  -  er  loved  foDd-ly, 
a.  Strike  the  harp  gent  -  ly.  And  breathe  thy  sweet  strain  For  those  that  lored  fond  -  ly , 
3«  Strike  the  harp  gent -ly,  Ohl     monmfor  them  not;     In  the  fold  that    is  loye-ly. 


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call'd  to     re -pose;    Be-neath    the  green    tarf.   Where  the  wild   flow-ers    bloom, 
who  ne'er   a -gain     Can  meet     to     ca- ressthee,  In  all     this  lone  world.  Th» 

shep-herd  has  brought  Per -haps     a   kind    fa-ther.  And      moth  -  er  most  dear,      A 


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Scent-ing  the  earth,  And  em  -  broid-'ring  the  tomb ;  Oh  1  strike  the  harp  gent  -  ly  To  the 
dear  ones  are  hap -py  With  ser-aphsnn  -  told;  Ohl  strike  the  harp  gent- ly.  To  the 
child   or  a     broth-er    Or      sis  -  ter  so       near;  Ohl  strike  the  harp  gent- ly   To  tho 


ADELIKA  PATTI 


The  famoiu  operatic  lingrr.  She  it  of  Italian  eitraetion.  bom  in  Mad- 
rid. 1843,  nnd  ant  in  New  York  at  an  parly  age.  Her  career  has  been 
unuaually  suceeBfuI.  She  has  Bune  in  all  paita  of  Europe  and  America, 
and  has  been  decorated  by  the  Emperor  of  Russia.    She  non  IIvm  in 


Flow  Gently,  Sweet  Afton 


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z.  Flow  gen  -  tly,  sweet  Af  -  ton,  a-mang  thy  green  braes  ;Flow  gen  -  tly,  I'll  sing  thee  a 
fl  How  loft-y,  sweet  Af  -  ton,  thy  nelgh-bor  -  ing  hills,  Far  marked  with  the  conrs-es  of 
3-  Thy  crys-tal  stream,  Af- ton,  how  love- ly     it    glides^  And  winds  by    tho   cot  where  my 


song  in  thy  praise  :My  Ma  -  ry's  a   -  sleep  by  thy  mnr-mur  -  ing  stream,Flow  gen-tly,8weet 
clear-wind-iqg  rills  IXheredai-  ly     I       waiter,  as  morn  ris  -  es   high,  My  flocks  and  my 
Ma  -  ry    re  -  sides  I  How  wan-ton  thy     wa-  ters  her  snow  -y    feet  l&ve,  As,  gath-'ring  sweet 


Af  -  ton,  dis  -  tnrb  not  her  dream.  Thon  stock-dove,  whose  ech  -  o  re  -  sounds  from  the 
Ma  -  ry '8  sweet  cot  in  my  eye.  How  pleas -ant  thy  banks  and  green  val-leys  be- 
flow -'rets,  she  stems  thy  clear  wave  I  Flow  gen  -  tly,  sweet  Af  -ton,    a  -mang  thy  green 


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hill,       Te  wild  whist-llng  black-birds  in   yon      thorn -y 
low.  Where  wild    in   the  wood-lands  the   prim-ros  -  es 
braes.     Flow  gen -tly,  sweet riv-er,  the   theme  of        my 


dell,  Thott  green-crest  -  ed 
blow  I  There  oft,     as      mild 
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lap-wing,  thy  scream-ing  for-bear,     I  charge  yon,  dis-turb  not    my    slam-ber-ing  fair. 

eve-ning  creeps  0  -  yer    the    lea,  The  sweet-scent -ed    birk  shades  my  Ma-  ry  and  me. 

deep  by   thy  mnr-  mnr  •  Ing  stream^  Flow  gen-tly,  sweet  Af  -  ton,  dis  -  turb  not  her  dream. 


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P  1ST  Voice 


Star  of  the  Twilight 


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i.Star..    of  the  twi-light.   Bean  -    ti-fol    star, 
a.  Ba      -    ger-ly  watch- ing,    Wait  -    ingfor    thee. 


GUd  -  ly  I     hail     thee, 
Looks  the  lone  maid  -  en 


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O'er  the  dark  tea;  Soon     aathon  ahi-neat     Soft      on  the  air,..         Borne    by  thy 


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light  breeze,  Float  -  eth  her  pray'r ;        Watch  o'er  him  kind  -  ly.  Home  from  a  -  far ; 


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light  .  thou  hU  path -way,   Bean    -  ti-ful    atar; 


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The  Battle  Cry  of  Freedom 

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George  F.  Root 


I.  Tm,  m'll     nl  -  Ij    nnmd   Uit    flag,    boTa,  we'll   ral   -  I7  once  a-galn, 

9.  Ve     are  spring -ing      to       the     call        of  oar   brotb -era  gone  b*  -  foie, 

3.  We    will     wel-come    to      onr   nnm  -  bera  the     Joy  -  al  tnie  andbrare, 

4.  So   we'K  spdag-liis     to      the    call      from  the   Saat     and  from  the  West, 


Choat-lnf  thebat-t]<   cry  of  Free  •  dom.  We   will    ral  - 17  from  tke  liill  -  aide,  we'll 

Shout -lag  the  bat-tla    cry  of  Free  -  dom,  And  we'll    All  the     va -cast  ranks  with   a 

Skont-fng  Uubat-tle   cry  of  Free  •  dom,  And     al  -  tho*  they  may  be  poor,    not      a 

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for  -   feit,  be  trne    to    thy  flagl"  Those  words  nerred  my    arm  when  I  struck  the   bold 


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I.  Take    me  home  to  the  place  where     I  first       saw  the  light,  To     the 

fl.  Take    me  home  to  the  place  where   the  or-ange  trees        grow.  To      my 

3.  Take    me  home,  let  me  see  what      is  left       that     I   know.  Can     it 

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cot      in    theey-  er  -  green  shade, 
be     that  the  old  house    is    gone, 
mas-sa  lies         bur  -  ted     close    by^ 


Where  the  mocking-bird      sung  me     to 
Where  the  fiow-ers  on  the   riv  -  er's  green 
The  dear  friends     of  my  chUd-hood  in  - 
0*er    the  grave      of  the  loved    ones    I 


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long  to     weep. 


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Their  sweets 
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was  I  tempt-ed 

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I  think       with     re-gret  of      the   dear        ones     I    left.  Of       the 

The*       path  to      our  cot    -     tage  they   say  has  grown  green,    And      the 

But  yet  I'll      re  -tnrn  to      the  place  of     my  birth,    Where     my 


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place  is  quite  lone -ly  a -round; 
chil  -  dren  have  play'd  at  the  door ; 


Of  the  wife      and   the  dear    ones     of 
And    I  know    that  the  smiles  and    the 
Where  they  pull'd  the  white  bios- soms  that 


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forma  I      haTeseen,Now    lie  deep 

gar    -   nish'd  the  earth, Which  will  ech 


for  the  old  place 
in  the  soft  moss 
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Sweet  Genevieve 


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in     the  blast.       I     see    thj  face      in      er- 'ly  dream,  Hj     wak  •  ing  tho'ts    are 
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bring   to    me ;         I     bless  the  hour  when    first   we  met, —  The  hour  that  gave     me 


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2.  Ua       cried,  "  Give  me    wa    -     ter    and    just      a        lit    -  tie  crumb,    And    n:y 

3.  Long,  long      years  hare  Tan    -  ished,  and  thongli'  he    comes    no    more,      Yet    my 


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moth-er  she   will  bless    youthio'all     the  years  to  come ;   Ohl  tell    my  sweet  sis  -  ter,  so 
heart  will  start-ling  beat   with  each  foot -fall  at    my  door;     I      gaze  o'er    the  hill  where  he 


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gen  -  tie,  good  and  true,    That  I'll  meet  her  up     in  heaven,  in    my   fad  -  ed  coat    of    blue." 
waved  a    last    a -dieu,  But   no   gal-lantlad     I    see,      in    his    fad -ed coat    of    blue. 


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u         W^n  teat-iaf  t^^d^kt  «■  theoldcaaipsn'aad,Give  »     a   Mot    to  cheer  Our 

s.  We're  betB  teat 'ias  to-ai^kt  mi  the  #ld  caaip  gwwmd^Thialriag  of  days  gpoe   by.  Of  the 

3^       We  «re   tiieA      of  wer  oa  thooldcaaiptraaBdyXa-Bj   are  deed   aad  sooe.  Of  the 

4.  We've heeaight-iaf  to-day  oa  theoldcampt'^oaBdylEa-By    axe    ly  -  iac  aear; 


wea    •   ry  hearte,  a     song      of     hOBie»  Aod      friends    we  lore     so     dear, 

lored  ones  at  hoaie  thatfavens  the  hand,  Aadthe    tear       that  said  **ffM'^^^" 

brare     and  tme  who've  left     their  homes,  Oth-ers  heeawoond-ed     Ions. 

Some      are  deed    and  some     are    dy-iag,  lEa-ay            are      ia     tesrs. 


Ma- ay    are  thehesrtstliatare  wea-ry     to-aight,  Wish-ing  for  the  war     to  cease; 

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lUrVf  9X9  tlie  hearts  looUag  tat  the  right,   To  see    the  dawn  of  peace.    Tent-ing  to-night. 

Last  v^f^. — Dy-ing  to-night, 


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Tent-ing  to-night,    tent-ing  on  the  old  camp  gnmad. 
Dy-ing  to-night,    {Omit )    Dy-ing  on  the  old    campground. 


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a.  Far  from  my  home  I  eoon  most  wan  -  der,    In    stran  -  ger  land 


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(Malb  Voices) 


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z.  Nut  brown  maid -en,  Thou  hast  a  bright  bine    eye     for  loye,  Nat  brown  maid-en,  Thou 
3.  Nut  brown  maid -en,  Thou  hast  a     ru  -   by      lip      to   kiss,  Nut  brown  maid-en,  Then 

3.  Nut  brown  maid  -en,  Thou  hast  a    slen  -  der  waist   to  clasp.  Nut  brown  maid-en,  Thon 

4.  Nut  brown  maid  -en.  Thou  hast  such  pearl  -y,    pearl  -  y  teeth.  Nut  brown  maid-en,  Thon 

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hast  a  ru  -  by  lip ;  A  ru  -  by  lip  is  thine,loyeI  The  kiss-ing  of  it's  mine,  love  I 
hast  a  slen-der  waist ;  A  slen-der  waist  is  thine,loyeI  The  arm  a-round  it's  mine,  loye  1 
hast  such  pearl-y  teeth ;  The  pearl-y  teeth  are  false,loyel  They  rat-tie  when  you  waltz,loye  1 


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Haste    to      your    heay'n-ly      Fa  -  therms  throne.    And    sweet      re  -   fresh  -  ment  find. 


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Words  by  Mrs.  Crawford 
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3.  Give  me  thy  gen  -  tie  hand,  Kath  -  leen  A 
3.  Why  should    we      part   -    ed    be,    Kath-leeo    A 


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These  hands  shall   toil     for   thee.  This  heart   will  faith-  ful    be,    Kath-leen     A  -  roon. 
Where  man     a         mar  -  tyr    dies,  Come  dry     those  tear  -  ful  eyes,  Kath-leen     A  -  roon. 


'  Mcrat  troMurt  of  my  heart.'* 


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The  Vacant  Chair 


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chair ;  We  shall  lin  -  ger    to     ca  -  ress   him,  While  we  breathe  our  eye  -  ning  pray'r. 

swell  At  re-mem-brance  of   the     sto  -  ry.     How   our     no   -   ble  Wil  -  lie      fell ; 

brow.  But  this  soothes  the  an-gnish   on  -   ly     Sweep-ing   o'er      our  heart-strings  now. 

chair ;  We  shall  lin  •  ger     to     ca  -   ress     him^   While    we  breathe    our  eve  •  ning  pray*r. 


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to  -  day. 


a     -    go       we      gath-ered, 
to        bear     our      ban  -  ner 
0       ear   -   ly       fall  •  en. 


Joy      was     in        his    mild  blue 
Thro'     the    thick  -  est      of     the 
In       thy  green     and     nar-row 


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And     up-  hold    our  conn-try's  hon  -  or.     In     the  strength  of 
Dir  -  ges  from   the  pine  and     cy  -  press  Hin-  gle   with     the 

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man-hood's  might, 
tears    we    shed. 


Andanie  con  espresHone 


Cradle  Song 

(  Sung  by  Jenny  Lind  ) 


33 


Swedish 


She    can  Inll  thee  with  her   numbera,  To      the  cradled  heav'n  of     rest. 
And    her  in-most  life  de  -  light-eth,  Drink-ing  from  thy  cup   of     glee. 


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O'er     thee  now     her     spir  -  it      bend-eth ;  Child  of  prom-iae,    cher-ish'd  well !  With  thine 


pleas-uresfond-ly      solving^Keep-ing  ev  -  'ry  tho'tin  tnne. 
own,  her  be  -  ing   Uendeth,  Ho-  lied  \fj     af  -  faction's  spell. 

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34 


A  Warrior  Bold 


Edwin  Thomas 


Stephen  Adams 


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wore      Was  crushed  and  wet  with  gore. 


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so  blue,    and  heart  so  true,  That 
he  died,     he  brave  -  ly  cried,"  I've 


A  Warrior  Bold 


36 


none  with  her   coai-pare.     So    whU  care  I,      tho' death  be  nigh,    Pll  live  for  love     or 
kept  the  yow     I     swore.   So   what  .are  I,      tho'  death  be  nigh,  I've  fought  for  love  and 


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The  Orphan  Boys 

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From  •*  The  Young  Choir,"  1840 


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X.    Onr    cot   was  thel-ter'd    in        a  woodyAnd  near     a   lake's  green  mar  -  gin   stood;  A 

a.  Wlien  scarce-ly    old      e  -  nonghto  know  The  mean-ing    of       a      tale     of    woe,'Twas 

3.    Bat  soon   for  motk  -  er     as       we  grew, We    work'd  as  mnch   as     boys  conld  do ;   Onr 
AccoMPT.        .^               .^                   -.  ^.  -m-  -m.  -«.  -M-  -M. 


monn-tain  bleak  be -hind    n^  fr^wn'd, Whose  top  the         snow 
then    by  moth  -  er    we    were   told,  That  fa  -  ther         in  . 
dai  -  ly  gains   to  her     we     bore,  Bat  oh!   she'll       ne'er 


.  in    snm  -  mer    crown 'd; 
.  hto  graye    was    cold ! 
re  -  oeive     them  more : 


1/       -#--#--•-      -#-  1/ 

Bat    pas  -  tares  rich,  and  warm  to    boot,  Lay    smil-ing  at       the  mountain's  foot ;  There 

That  live   -  li-  hoods  were  hard  to    get,  And     we     too  yonng  to  la   -   bor  yet,     And 

For    long     we  watched  be-side  her  M,  Then   sobb'dto  see      her  lie     there  dead;  And 

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in         hand,         Hand 


in        handy 
would    stand, 
in 


Two    in  -  fant    boys  of  Switz  -  er 

For    her  two     boys  of  Switz  -  er 

Two   or-phan   boys  of  Switz  -  er 


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land  !  Two  in  -  fant  boys  of  Switz-er  -  land. 
land  1  For  her  two  boys  of  Switz-er  -  land. 
land  1  Two    or  -  phan     boys   of       Switz-er  •  land. 


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The  Campbells  are  Coming 


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Lively  ^gt 


Old  Scotch  Air 


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Camp -bells    are    com  •  in%      0       ho,       0      ho  la.  The    great     Ar  -   gyle,        he 

3.  The    Camp -belli     they        are 


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be  -  fore.  He    makes  his       can  -  non    loud  -  ly    roar ;  Wi'     soand  of     tram-pet, 

in      arms,Their  loy  -  al        faith  and   trath     to   show ;  Wi'     ban-  ners   rat  -  Uin' 


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dram,    The     Camp-bells  are     com  -  in',   0   •  ho, 

wind.    The     Camp-bells  are     com  -  in',   0    •  ho. 


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a.  To     brush   a    -     way      in  -  sects  that  sometimes  an  -  noy  you,  You'll   find   it        quite 
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bless-ing    of     free-dom  doth  bloom;        Then     lis  -  ten,  fair     la  -  dy,  and  young  pret-ty 

hand  -  y     to     use  night  and  day;  And     what  bet  -  ter      ez  -  er  -  cise  pray  can  em 

fa  -  Tor     a  -  gain  I'll     re  -  sume;     And  while  grat-i  -  tude's  tear  in     my    eye  -  lid    is 


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maid-en,  Oh,  buy  of  thewand'ringBa-Ta-rian  a  brocm. 
ploy  you,Than  to  sweep  all  Tex  -  a-tious  in  -  tru-ders  a  -  way  ? 
start-ing,Bless  the  time  that  in     England  I  cried,buy  a  broom. 


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Buy  a  broom, 
Buy  a  broom, 
Buy  a  broom, 


Buy  a  Broom 


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Bnya   broom,  (Buy  a  broom.)  Oh,        bay   of      the  wandering  Ba-ya-rian  a   broom. 
Buy  a  broom,  And      sweep  all     vex-  a-tions  in- tm-ders  a -way. 

Bnya   broom,  Bless  the  time  that   in      England   I  cried  boy   a   broom. 

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40 


AndanHno 


O  Ye  Tears 


Franc  Abt 


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X.  0     ye  tears  t 

2.  0     ye  tears  I 

3.  0     ye  tears  1 


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0  ye  tears! 
0  ye  tears! 
0      ye  tears  1 


that  have  long        re-fus'd   to    flow, 

I    am  thank  -  fnl  that    ye     run, 

till     I     felt        ye    on     my  cheek, 


Te  are 
Tho'  ye 
I   wae 


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wel    -    come  to    my     heart,         thaw -ing,  thaw 
come        from  cold  and    dark  ye  shall  gift 

self     -    ish    in    my    sor  -  row;      I    was  stab 


ing  like  the  snow; 

ter    in     the    snn: 

bom,  I     was  weak; 


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The 

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ioe-bonnd  cloud    has       yield-ed,   and   the     ear     -      ly  snow-drops  spring, 
rain- bow  can    -    not       cheer  ns      if     theshow'rs       re-fuse    to      fall, 
giT'n  me  strength  to        oon-qaer,and     I     stand  e  -  rect  and     free. 


And  the 
And  the 
And 


O  Ye  Tears 


41 


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heal     -     ing  fonn-tains      gosh,  and    the     wil  -  der-ness   shall       sing. 

•yea  that  can  -  not       weep  are    the    sad  -  dest  eyes      of         all. 

know         that    I      am       hu  -  man,    by    the  light    of  sym  -  pa    -    thy. 


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0  ye  tears! 
O  ye  tears! 
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4  0  ye  tears !  0  ye  tears !  ye  relieye  me  of  my  pain, 
The  barren  rock  of  pride  has  been  stricken  once  again ; 
Like  the  rock  that  Moses  smote  amid  Horeb's  burning  sand, 
It  yields  the  flowing  water,  to  make  gladness  in  the  land. 

0  ye  tears  1  0  ye  tears  I 

5  There  is  light  npon  my  path  I  there  is  sunshine  in  my  heartt 
And  the  leaf  and  fruit  of  life  shall  not  utterly  depart ; 

Te  restore  to  me  the  freshness  and  the  bloom  of  long  ago, 
0  ]re  tears  1  0  happy  tears  I  I  am  thankful  that  ye  flow. 

O  ye  tears  1  happy  taars  1 


42 


Johnny  Sands 


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X.       A     man  whose  name  was  Jobnny    Sanda  Had  mar-ried      Bet  -  ty  Hague, 

save  my   life, 


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tie      my  hands     be -hind     my  back;" « I    wHV     re  -  plied      his      wife.  She 

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tied    them  fast  as   yon  may  think,And  when  se  -  cure  -  ly  done,    "Now  stand"  she  says  "up- 


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tired  of  life,And  she  was  tired  of  him,   And 
on  the  brink  And  ni  prepare  to  run.    And 


she  was  tired  of  him.  And       she  was  tired  of 
I'll  pre -pare  to  run,    And       I'll  prepaxe  to 


* 


Johnny  Sands 


43 


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him.     Says  he  "Then  I     will  drown  myself— The  riT-er      nins      be -low,"  Says 

nm."     All    down  the  hill   his     Iot  -  ing  bride  Bow  ran  with    all       her  force  To 


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she, "Pray  do,  you    sil-ly      elf,      I  wished   it  long     a  -  go."  Says  he  "Up -on     the 
posh  him  in; — he  stepped  a  -  side,  And  she     fell  in       of  course.  Now  splash-ingydashing 


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brink  rUstand.  Do  you    run  down  the  hill,  And  push  me  in  with  all  your  might, "Says 

like      a   fish,  "Oh  save    me,  John-ny Sands."     "I  can^t. 


my  dear,  tho' much  I  wish.  For 


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you  hayetied  my  hands.  For 


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44 


The  British  Grenadiers 


1 6th  Century 


AUegro  con  spirito 


^m^^^^ 


b'lrr 


X.  Some  talk    of      Al  -  ez  -  an   -    der,      And   some  of       Her  -  cu   -  lee, 
a.  When-e'er    we     are     com-mand  -  ed       To     storm  the      pal  -    i  -  sades, 
3.  Then  let     ns     fill       a     bump  -  er,      And  drink   a       health  to     those 


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lead  -  ers    march  with      fn    -    sees, 

car  -  ry     caps    and     ponch   -    es, 


And  such  great 
And  we  with 
And    wear   the 


names  as 
hand-  gre 
loup  -  ed 


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But  of      all        the  world's  braTO     he     -     roes  There's  none     that     can  00m    • 

We         throw   them  from     the        gla     -      cis     A  -  bout       the      en  •  e  -  mies' 
May       they      and  flieir    com  -    mand    -    ers    Ure     Imp   -  py       all  their 


The  British  Grenadiers 


45 


With  a   tow  row  row  row    row     row,  To  the  Brit-lah    Gren  -  a    -    dier. 
tan,  Sing    tow  row  row  row    row     row,    The      Brit-  ish    Gren  -  a    -    diers. 

years.        With  a   tow  row  row  row    row     row,  For  the  Brit- iah    Gren-  a    -    diers. 


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Free  America* 

Tune— "BRITISH   GRBNADIBRS 


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t  That  seat  of  science,  Athens, 

And  earth's  proud  mistress,  Rome ; 
Where  now  are  all  their  glories  ? 

We  scarce  can  find  a  tomb. 
Then  gnard  your  rights,  Americans, 

Ifor  stoop  to  lawless  sway, 
Oppose,  oppose,  oppose,  oppose 

For  North  America. 

s  We  led  fair  Franklin  hither, 

And,  lo  I  the  desert  smiled ; 
A  paradise  of  pleasure 

Was  opened  to  the  world  1 
Tour  harrest,  bold  Americans, 

Ko  power  shall  snatch  away ! 
Huzza,  huzza,  huzza,  huzza 

For  free  America. 

3  Tom  from  a  world  of  tjrrants, 

Beneath  this  western  sky, 
We  formed  a  new  dominion, 

A  land  of  liberty. 
The  world  shall  own  we're  masters  here ; 

Then  hasten  on  the  day : 
Hnzza,  huzza,  huzza,  huzza 

For  free  America. 

4  Proud  Albion  bowed  to  Caesar, 

And  nnmerous  lords  before ; 
To  Picts,  to  Danes,  to  Kormans,  ^ 

And  many  masters  more ; 


But  we  can  boast,  Americans, 

We've  neyer  fallen  a  prey ; 
Huzza,  huzza,  huzza,  huzza 

For  free  America. 

5  God  bless  this  maiden  climate. 

And  through  its  yast  domain 
May  hosts  of  heroes  cluster. 

Who  scorn  to  wear  a  chain : 
And  blast  the  venal  sycophant 

That  dares  our  rights  betray ; 
Huzza,  huzza,  huzza,  hnzza 

For  free  America. 

6  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heroes, 

And  swear  with  proud  disdain 
The  wretch  that  would  ensnaro  yon 

Shall  lay  his  snares  in  vain ; 
Should  Europe  empty  all  her  foroe, 

We'll  meet  her  in  array. 
And  fight  and  shont,  and  shout  and  fight 

For  free  America. 

7  Some  futun  day  shall  crown  us 

The  masters  of  the  main. 
Our  fieets  shall  speak  in  thunder 

To  England,  France  and  Spain ; 
And  the  nations  o'er  the  oceans  sproad 

Shall  tnmble  and  obey 
The  sons,  the  sons,  tho  sons,  the  sons 

Of  brave  America. 


*  By  Toiee,  sword  and  pen,  Joseph  Warren  contributed  to  the  cause  of  Independence.  In  1772  and  1775«  he 
delivered  orations  on  the  Boston  Massacre.  During  tlie  delivery  of  the  second  oration,  tho  British  soldiery  lined 
the  pulpit  stairs,  bat  nefertheless  ft  was  pronounced  in  defiance  of  their  threats.  Not  long.  It  is  tbooght,  before 
Us  V»^"*^  death,  he  wrote  the  abo'  .  "^allad. 


46 


The  Land  o'  the  Leal 


Lady  Nairns 
m'jj   Adagio 

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X.  I'm  wear  -  in'  a-wa%  Jean,  Like  snaw-wreaths  in  thaw  Jean,!' m  wear-in'  a'-wa'  To  the 
a.  Ye  aye  were  leal  and  true  Jean,  Your  task's  ended  nooJean,And  I'll  wel-comeyou  To  the 
3.  Then  dry  that  tearfu'  e'e,  Jean,My  soul  langs  to  be  freeJean,And  an-gels  wait  on  me  To  the 


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land  0'  the  leal.  There's  nae  sor  -  row  thereJean,There's  neither  cauld  nor  care,  Jean, The 
land  0'  the  leal.  Our  bonnie  bairn's  there,Jean,She  was  baith  gude  and  fair,  Jean,And 
land     0'    the  leal.    Nowfareyeweel,my  ain    Jean,Thi8  warld'scare     is      vain, Jean,  We'll 


day  is  aye  fair  In  the  land  0'  the  leal, 
we  grudged  her  sair  To  the  land  0'  the  leal, 
meet  and  aye  be  fain     In  the  land    0'    the  leal. 


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The  Mariner 


47 


^ssi-i  i' ti^n^^'^ i-\rju'ftM 


X .  Soft  blew  the  air,  and  amooth  flow'd  the  tide,And  blue  the  heaT'n's  in  ita  mirror  smiled;  The 

2.  Eye  yields  to  night^the   breeze  of  wintry  gales^In  one  vast  head  the  seas  and  shores  repose^He 

3.  Oh!  what  avails  the  seaiman's  toiling  care?The  straining  cords  are  burstythe  mast  are  riy 'n,Sad 


white  sail  trembling  and  ex-panding  wide,The  bos-y    sail- or  at  the  an-chortoil'd.  The 
turns  his  ach-ing  eyes,his  spir -its  fail,  The  chill  tear  falls,sad  to  the  deck  he  goes,    The 
sonndsof   ter  -  ror  groan  a -long  the  air,  Then  froma-far,the  bark  on  rock  was  driy'n;Fierce 


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last  dread  moment  comes.the  sail  or  vonth  Hides  the  big  drop  and  smiles  a-mid  his  pain; 
storm  of  midnight  swells,the  sails  are  furled,  Deep  sonnds  the  lead,but  sounds  a-las  in  vain, 
o'er  the  wreck,the  whelming  wa-ters  passed.  The  help-less  crew  sunk  in   theroar-ing   main. 

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Soothes  his  sad  bride  and  vows  e-ter  -  nal  truth,"Fare- well,  fare -well,  fare  - 
Then  o'er  the  waves,  the-  wretch-ed  bark  is  hnrled,''Fare  -  well,  fare  -  well,  fare - 
Hen  -  ry's  faint     ac    -    cents    trem-bled  in      the    blast,''Fare- well,  fare -well,  fare  - 


well,  "he  crys,"we  soon  shall 
weU,"he  crys,"we  ne'er  shall 
well,  my  love,  we    ne'er  shall 


meet  again." 
meet  again." 
meet  again." 


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48 


Come  Where  My  Lrove  Lies  Dreaming 


S.  C.  FOSTSR 


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Come  where  my  lore  lies  dream  -  ing,        ]>reaming  the  hap-py  honrs  a  -  way, 


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▼i-sions     bright      re -deem    -     ing       The  fleeting       joys    of        day;  . 


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My  own       lore  is  sweetly  dreaming  thehappy  honrsa  -  way* 

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Como,where  my  love  lies  dreaming,dreaming, 


Come  where  my  lore  lies  dreaming|dreaming,       dream-ing   the  happy  honrsa  -  way.   .    . 


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dreaming  the  happy  hours  a  -  way.    .    . 


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Soft    is  her  8lamher,Tho't8ybright  and  free,     Dance  thro'  her  dreams  like  gushing  melo-dy, 


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riten. 


D.S.  al  Fine 


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Light  ia   heryoniiKlieaityUghtiiuiy  it   b«, 


Come,  where  my  lore  lies    dream  -  ing. 


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Wbbs 


Then  You'll  Remember  Me 


fe: 


M.  W.  Balfb 


*  ihi  J  f  riLT'^^^f  J'lj  ^m 


X.  When     oth  -  er      lips     and  oth  -  er     hearts  ^heir  tales   of     love  shall 
oold-ness    or         do- celt      shall  slight    The  bean -ty    now    they 


^A*'  V 


'  ^a^Jii^Ji^jjil^i 


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In     laft-goage  whose     ez-cess      la -parts     Thepow'r    they  feel 
And    deem  it      bat        a    fad  -    ed    light  Which  beams    with-in        your 


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8101  •    .    .    .«]id70a'Ilrd-member,7oa']ln  -  mem  -ber  me. 
.    .    .     tkat7oa11re-member,7oa'Ure  -mem -ber  (Omit, 


a.  When 


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Clime  Beneath  Whose  Grenial  Sun 

Old  Scotch  Folksong 


I.  Olime 
9.  Crown 
3.    Km   - 


be-neath   whose  ge    -    nial  enn     Kings    wereqnell'd   and  free 
less    Ja  -    dah  monms     in  gloom ;  Greece     lies  slum  -  b'ring  in 
pire    ef        the  braye      and  free  I  Stretch   thy  sway     from  sea 


dom  won : 
the  tomb ; 
to    sea,— 


U'ji  L  J  J.  / ;:  ;  J  I  r-  ff  F-  I  r  f- 


f/J.n.  n:,Ni 


Wliere  the  dnst  of  Washing-ton  Sleeps  in  glo  -  ry's  bed,—  He  -  roes  from  thy  syl  -  van  shade 
Some  hath  shem  her  -ea  -  gle-plome,  Lost  her  conqn'ring  name. Yonthfnl  Na  -  tion  of  the  West, 
Wlio  shall  bid  thee  bend  the  knee     To     a  tyrant's  throne?  Knowledge  is  thine  armor  bright. 


/IN 


ChJUBg'd  the  plough  for  bat-tie  blade ;  Ho  -  ly  men  lor  thee  have  pray'd,  Pa  -  triot  martyrs  bled. 
ttiBe  I  with  tru  -  er  greatness  blest;  Sainted  bands  from  realms  of  rest  Watch  thy  bright'ning  fame. 
Irib  -er-ty    thy  bea-con- light,  God  Hlm-self  thy  shield  of  might,  Bow  to  Him    a-lone. 


r-(!  F'-^  J"" 


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Captain  Jinks 


Ananged  by  Charles  E.  Pratt 


X.  Pm   Cap- tain  Jink8,of  the  Horse  Ha-rines ;  I    feed  my  horse    on    com     and  beana^And 

2.  I      joined  my    corps  when  twen-ty-  one,    Of  course    I  thought  it   cap-  i  -  tal  fun ;  When  the 

3.  The  first  time    I       went  out     to  drill.  The   bn-  gle  sound- ing made      me  ill;  Of  the 


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dies     in       their  teens,Tho' 


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had 


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For 


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I'm 


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not        cut 

not        cut 


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out 
out 


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for  the 
for     the 


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I   teach  young  la   -  dies  how 
When    I         left  home.  Ha  -  ma, 
The    of    -    fi  -  cers,    they  all 


to   dance.  How 

she  cried,  Ma  -  ma, 
did  shout.  They  all 


to  dance, 

she  cried,   Ha  - 

did  8hout,T]iey 


How  to  dance,  I  teach  young  la -dies  how  to  dance,For  I'm  the  pet  of  the  ar-my. 
ma  she  cried, When  I  left  home^Ma-  ma  she  cried,He's  not  cut  out  for  the  ar-my. 
all     did  8hout,The  of  -  fi  -  cers  they  all    did  shout,Why!  kick  him  out  of  the  ar-my. 

4 — -^-^ .J J^-._j:i_i LJ J.  ^ 


Captain  Jinks 


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Cap  -  tain  Jinks  of  the  Horse    Ha-rines;  I     feed  my  horse    on  corn  and  be^ns^And 


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Chinese  Baby-Song 


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And    your     Pa  -   pa      and    your    Ha  -  ma    Will     give      yon     boiled  mut    -    ton. 


Bepeaied  ad  infinHum. 


56 


Call  Me  Pet  Names 


Poco  andante 


Mrs.  Osgood 


z.  CaU 
a.  Call 

3.  Call 

4.  CaU 


me  pet 
me  fond 
me  sweet 
me  dear 


ydearestl  Call  me     a      bird.  That  flies       to  tliy  breast  at  one 

,dearestl  Call  me     a      star,  Whose  smile's  beaming  welcome  thou 

jdarling !  CaU  me    a    flow'r  I  That  Uvea     in   the    light  of  thy 

ydar-Ungl  CaU  me  thine  own  I  Speak    to   me     al- ways  in 


sosientUo 


f  If'  p  rir  f -^aJj-i-^j-^ 


cher-ish-ing    word;  That  folds    its  wUd  wings  there^ne'er  dream-ing  of    flight,     That 
feePst  from  a  -  far ;  Whose  Ught    is  the    clear  -  est,  the     tm   -  est   to     thee,  When  the 
smile       each  hour;  That  droops  when  its  heav-en    thy     lore  .  .  .  grows  cold.       That 
love's      low    tone;  Let     not  thy  look  nor  thy     yoice   .  .  grow  cold. 


ten  -  der-ly  sings  there  in     lov-ing      de- light  I  Oh  I  my  sad  heart  keeps  pining      for 

"night  time  of    sdir- row"  steals  o-yer  life's  sea.  Ohl       tmst  thy   rich   bark,     where 

shrinks  from  Ae  wick-ed,  the     false  and  bold.  That    blooms  for  thee  on  -  ly,     thro' 

Let     my  fond  wor-ship  thy    be-  ing  en  -  fold ;  Lore  me    for  -  ev  -  er,     and 

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one      fond          word  I  Call  me  pet  names,  dear-est  1  Call  me  a    bird  I 

iU    warm   rays  are.  Call  me  pet  names,  dar-ling  1  Call  me  thy  star ! 

siin- light    and  show'r.  Call  me  pet  names,  dar-ling  1  Call  me  a    flow'rl 

lore    me        a-  lone  I  Call  me  pet  names,  dar-ling !  Call  me  thine  own  I 


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See  at  Your  Feet 


M.  W.  Balpx 
From  **  Bohemian  Girl " 


I.  See  atyoorfeet  a   suppliantone,Whoseplaceshonldbe  . .  jroar  heart;     Be-holdtheon-ly 
a.   Oh !  do  not  spurn  the  on  -  ly  friend      On  whom  she     coold     de  -  pend ;       I    was  the  on-  iy 


jjji  ifilv  I  Hffm 


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To  which  she  had  to     ding. 


mun 


And  saved  her  life,watch'd  o'er  her  years, 


^^ 


mj7ttii-f^ti^. 


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With  all  the  fondness  faith  endears,And  her  affec-tion   won. 


Rend  not  such  ties     a-part . 


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"Vive  La  Compagnie 

As  sung  by  the  Maryland  Cadets 


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I.  let  B«c-cbDt  to    Ve-nus    li  -  ba- tions  pour  fast,      Vi-ve    lacom- pa-gnie,  And 

a.  Let  ev -'ry  old  bach  -  e  -  lor   fill  np    bis  glass,      VI -re    lacom- pa-gnie,  ^i 

3.  Let  cT-'ry  old  mar-ried  man  drink  to    bis  wife,      Vi-ve   lacom- pa-gnie, 


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let  us  make  use  of  our  time  to  the  last, 
drink  to  the  health  of  his  fav  -  0  -  ritt  lass, 
friend  of    his  bos-om  and  com -fort   of    life. 


^ 


Vi  -  ve  la  com  -  pa  -  gnie.  .  .  Oh  I 
Vi  -  ve  la  com  -  pa  -  gnie.  .  .  Oh  I 
Vi  -  ve     la  com   -  pa  -  gnie.  .  .    Oh  1 


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Vi  -  ve    la,    vi  -  ve    la,    vi  -  ve    Pa-mour,      vi  -  ve   la,  vi-ve   la,  vi  -  ve  Pa-mour, 

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Vi  -  ve    la,    vi  -  ve    la,    vi  -  ve  I'a  -moor,      vi-ve  la,  vi-ve   la,  vi  -  ve  I'a-mour, 


^^i^E^^^FrfY^f^t^=h£m3^^-^m 


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Vi  -  ve     Pa-  mour, 


▼i  -  ve     Pa-moar,        vi  -  ve     la    com  -  pa   -    gnie. 


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Vi  -  ve    Pa  mour, 


vi  -  79    Pa-moiLT. 


vi  "  ve     la    com  -  pa  -    gnie^ 


4  Come  till  ap  your  glasses  —  I'll  give  you  a  toast, 
Vi/e  la  compagnie. 
Here's  a  health  to  our  friend  —-our  kind,  worthy 
host, 
Vive  la  compagnie.    Cho. 


5  Since  all,  with  good  humor,  I've  toasted  so  free, 
Vive  la  compagnie. 
I  hope  it  will  please  you  to  drink  now  with 
me, 
Vive  la  compagnie.    Cho 


How  Can  I  Leave  Thee 


M  '•ierato 


Thuringian  Folksong 


3 


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a.    1  .me       is 
3.  ^  onld      I 


I      leave   thee  I        How 
a     flow'r  -  et         Called 
a      bird    were  I      Soon 


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can       I      from  thee   parti  Then      on  -  ly 
the  "For  -  get  -  me  -  not,"  Wear      it      up  - 
at      thy    side     to       be,      Fal  -   con    nor 


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hast     my    heart, .  Dear       one,     be  -   lieve. 
on      thy    heart.    And      think     of       me  I 
hawk  would  fear,    Speed  -   iig      to       thee. 


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Thou     hast    this    soul      of 
Flow  -'  'ret     and    hope    may 
When      by      the    fowl  -  er 


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close  -  ly  bound  to    thine.    No     oth  -  er    can      I     love.    Save  thee    a  • 

love  with    us  shall  stay,  That   can  -  not  pass     a  -  way,   l>ear    one,  be  • 

at    thy   feet  should  lie,   Thou  sad  -  ly  shouldst  complain,    Joy  -  ful    I'd 


lone  I 
lieve. 
die. 


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60 


The  Bonnie  Blue  Flag 


Harry  Macartht 


z.  We     are        a    iMwd     of  broth-en, 
s.  At    long      as  the      old   Un-ton 


and  na  -  tive  to       the    aoil,    . 
was  faith  -  fnl  to       her    trust, . 


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Fight  -  ing    for         the  prop  -  er  -  ty      we    gain'd     by  hon  -  est      toil;  .    .    And 
friends         and        like     broth    -    ers,  kind    were  we      and     jnst ; .    .    But 


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when     our  rights  were  threatened, 
now,   when  llorth-«m  treach-ery 


the   cry     rose  near     and     far,    .    .    .     Har- 
at-tempts   onr  rights    to      mar,  .    .    .     We 


rah  for      the     Bon  -  nie  Bine  Flag,    that    bears      a    Sin  -  gle      Star, 

hoist    on    high    the      Bon  -  nie   Blue  Flag,    that    bears      a    Sin  -  gle      Star. 


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The  Bonnie  Blue  Flag 


61 


Cbosus 


x-6.  Hnr   -  rah! 
7.  Hot  -  rah  I 


Hnr  -   rah  I 
Hur  -   rah  I 


for      South  -   ern  Rights,    Hur    -     rah  I 
for      South  -   ern  Rights,    Hur    -     rahl 

I J -U=^J- 


3  Firsti  gallant  South  Carolina  nobly  made  the  stand ; 
Then  came  Alabama,  who  took  her  by  the  hand ; 
Nexf,  quickly  Mississippiy  Georgia  and  Florida, 

All  raised  on  high  the  Bonnie  Blue  Flag  that  bears  a  Single  Star.    Cho. 

4  Te  men  of  valor,  gather  round  the  Banner  of  the  Right, 
Texas  and  fair  Louisiana  join  us  in  the  fight ; 

Davis,  our  loved  President,  and  Stephens,  statesman  rare, 

Now  rally  round  the  Bonnie  Blue  Flag  that  bears  f  Single  Star.    Cho. 

5  And  here's  to  brave  Virginia  I  the  Old  Dominion  State 
With  the  young  Confederacy  at  length  has  linked  her  fate ; 
ImpelPd  by  her  example,  now  other  states  prepare 

To  hoist  on  high  the  Bonnie  Blue  Fag  that  bears  a  Single  Star.    Cho. 

6  Then  here's  to  our  Confederacy,  strong  we  are  and  brave, 
Like  patriots  of  old,  we'll  fight  our  heritage  to  save ; 
And  rather  than  submit  to  shame,  to  die  we  would  prefer. 
So  cheer  for  the  Bonnie  Blue  Flag  that  bears  a  Single  Star. 


Cho. 


7  Then  cheer,  boys,  cheer,  raise  the  joyous  shout, 
For  Arkansas  and  North  Carolina  now  have  both  gone  out ; 
And  let  another  rousing  cheer  for  Tennessee  be  given  — 
The  Single  Star  of  the  Bonnie  Blue  Flag  has  grown  to  be  Eleven. 


Cho. 


Kiss  Me  Quick,  and  Go 


AUeffrettomafnoderah 


F.BUCKLST 


Mti-f.  i  J'l;  J'  J-  jlJ  J  M4A^^^^^ 


z.  The  oth-er  night, while  I  was  sparking  Sweet  Xar-li -na  Spray,  The  more  wewhis-per'd 
a.  Seen  af  -  ter  that  I  gave  my  love  A  moonlight  prom-e  -  nade.  At  last  we  fetched  up  - 
3.  One  Snn-day  night  we  sat   to  -  geth-  er,  Sigh-ing,  side  by     side,     Just  like  two  win  -  ter 


>'W  J  i  ,  j>\i^-r7  \W  t^^^ 


onr    love    talk  -  ing,The  more    we      had      to       say :  .  .    The     old    folks  and    the 
to     the     door,    Tust      where   the      old    folks     stay'd;     The  clock  struck  twelve,her 
leaves  of     cab  -  Sage,       In      the     son -shine    fried.    .     Hy   heart  with  love  was 


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lit  -  tie  folks,Wetho'twere 
heart  struck  too,  And  peep-ing 
nigh  to  split,To    ask  her 


fast  in     bed, 
0  -  ver   head, 
for    to     wed, 


We    heard  a    foot-step  on   the  stairs, 
We    saw    a  night-cap  raise  the  blind, 
Said     I,'' Shall  I     go    for  the  priest,  ^ 


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And  what  d'ye   think  she 


said  ?         01**  Kiss     me  quick,  and 


go  I    my     hon-ey. 


Kiss  Me  Quick,  and  Gk> 


63 


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KiM  me  quick  and  go  I  .  .  To  cheat  fiirprise,«iid  prying  eyes^Whyykias  me  quick  and  go!'* 


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''KiM  me  quick  I  and  gol  my  hon-ey,  Kisa  bm  quick  and    got  •  •    To  cheat  sur-priae^and 
Sing  one  octave  onlu       -#-•#-  .  . 

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.pry-ing  eyes,  Why,  kisa  me  quicksand  got" 


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A  Thousand  Leagues  Away 


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Allegro  con  spirito 


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z.  The  wind  is  blow-ing  fre8li,Kate,The  boat  rocks  there  for  me ; 
a.  I  half  could  be  a  landsmaiiyWhile  those  dear  eyes  I  see, 
3.  One  kiss ;  the  tide  ebbs  fastilove ;    I    mast  not  lag-  gard  be 


One  kiss  andPm     a  - 
To  hear    the  gale  rave 
Up  -  on      the  voy  -  age 


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way,   Kate,       For     two .  long  years      to  sea ; 

by   with- outyWhile  yon      sat   snug     with  me; 

to  me. 


oy    wiin-ouiywaiie  you      sai;    suug 
which,  I   hope,  Will  give     my  Kate 


For    two  long  years 
'   But      I     must  hear 


to 
the 


Pray   for     us,     Kate ;      such 


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think     of    yon,     Dream         of   you  night      and  day, 

storm  howl  by,    The     salt       breeze  whist  -  ling  play 

pray'rs    as  yours      God  bids  the  winds      0  -  bey, 


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Its  weird  sea -tune  a  - 
By      for  -  tune  heard,your 


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cross     the     sea,  .  .      A    thon-  sand  leagues  a  -  way, 

mong    tho      shrouds,    A    thou-  sand  leagues  a  -  way, 

loy   -  ing      word       Will  speed    us     far       a  -  way, 


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A  thou- sand  leagues  A  • 
A    thou-  sand  leagues  A    - 


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way,  d«arKate,A  thousand  leagues  a -Way,  While  round  the  pole  we  toss  and  roll,.  .  A 
way,  dear  Kate,  A  thousand  leagues  a -way.  While  south  we  go,  blow  high, blow  low, .  .  A 
way,     myKate^A  thousand  leagues  a -way,    God  will    bo-friend  the  lad  you    send.  .    A 


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66 


The  Girl  I  Left  Behind  Me 


Author  Unknown 


Old  Irish  Air 


z.  The  dames  of  France  are  fond  and  free,    AndFlem-ish  lips  are  will  -  ing,  And 

a.  For  she's   as   fair       as  Shannon's  side.    And  pur  -  er    than  its  wa  -  ter,  Bnt 

3.  She  says/'My  own    dear  loye,come  home,    My  friends  are  rich  and  ma  -  ny,  Or 

4.  For    nev  -  er   shall    my  true  love  brave      A    life     of    war  and  toil  -  ing,  And 


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she     re  -  fus'd      to     be     my   bride  Though  ma-ny    a     year      I         sought  her ;     Yet, 


else     a -broad    with  you   I'll   roam,    A         sol  -  dier  stout     as 
nev  -  er      as        a    skulk-in  g  slave    VVL      tread   my      na  -  tive 


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though  I     bask     be  -  neath  their  smiIe,Their  charms      fail      to      bind  me,   And  my 

since    to  France    I     sail* d  a  -  way,  Her     let  -  ters     oft      re  -  mind  me,  That  I 

you'll  not  come,  nor      let  me   go,    I'll    think  you  have    re-signed  me,"  My 

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The  Girl  I  Left  BehinS  itle 


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heart  falls  back       to  B  -  rin's    Isle,     To  the  girl  I 

prom-is'd  nev  -  er  to     gain -say       The        girl  I 

heart  nigh  broke  when  I  an-swered  "No''    To  the    girl  I 

Ire  -  land  bound,     nor  mes-  sage   need    From  the  girl  I 


left  be  -  hind 

left  be  -  hind 

left  be  -  hind 

left  be  -  hind 


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A  Song  of  the  Sea 


Written  from  memory,  by  Mrs.  W.  A.  Fisher 


Probably  loo  years  old 


X.  A    sail-or's  life       is     a      roy-ing  life,  It  robbed  me  of         my     heart's  de  -  light, 

a.  Go  boild  me   up      some  lit  -  tie          boat,  That  I    may  on        the           o  -  cean  float, 

3.  I      had  not  sailed    far         .  o'er  the  deep,  Be  -  fore    a    large  ship  I  chanced  to    meet. 

4.  "  A   deep  blue  jack  -    et    he    used  to   wear.  With  ro  -  sy  cheeks  and       coal  black  hair. 


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Andcaus-ed     me       to  la-ment  and  mourn,And    sad-ly    wait 
And  ev  -  'ry    ship    that  I  do   pass    by,        I     will   in  -  quire 
I  said  "  Bold  Cap  -  tain,  0  tell  me   true,   Does  my  ^weet  Wil 
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He's  drowned  in  the  deep,  I  fear, 
Near  that  lone  island,  which  you  passed  by. 
You've  chanced  to  lose  your  sailor  boy." 

6  She  wrung  her  hands,  she  tore  her  hair, 

Like  some  fair  maid  in  deep  despair. 
Her  boat  against  the  rocks  she  run. 
Crying,  "Alas,  I  am  undone. 


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7  "  Now,  I'll  go  home  and  write  a  song, 

ril  write  it  true,  I'll  write  it  long. 
On  every  line  I'll  shed  a  tear. 
On  every  verse,  *  Fare  you  well,  my  dear,' " 

8  Go  dig  my  grave  both  wide  and  deep, 

Place  a  marble  stone  at  my  head  and  feet. 
And,  on  my  breast,  a  trrtle  dote. 
To  show  this  world,  I  died  for  lovo. 


68 


Beautiful  Star  in  Heaven  so  Bright 


Allegretto  con  anirna 


S.  M.  SATLX8 


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X.  Beau-ti-fol  star,   in  heaT'n  so  bright,         Soft    -    ly   falls  thy    sil  -  y'ry  light, 

s.     fa     fan    -  cy's  eye  thou  seem'st  to   say,       "Fol- low  me,come,from  earth   a -way;" 
3.  Shine  on,        oh  I  star    of    love    di  -  Tine,  And  may        our  sonls'  af  -  fee  -  tion  twine   A 


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As         thou  movest  from  earth  a-  far,  Star  of  the  eve  -  ning,bean-ti  -  ful  star, 

Up-wardthy   spir-it's  pin -ions  try,    To      realms   of    love  be  -  yond      the  sky,  To 
round     thee  as     thon  moT'st  a  -  far,  Star   of  the  twi-light,beau-ti-  ful  star, 


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realms  of  Iots  be  -  yond  the  sky. 
SUr   of  the  twi  -  light,  bean-ti  -  ful  star. 


Beau 
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Bean    -    ti-fal   stai, .  . 


Star  ..  of  the  eye     -    'iiiiig,Be«ntiful,beaati-fal    star. 


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a.  He       ev  -  er     lives   a  -  bove,  For    me     to      in  -  ter  -  cede ;    His  all-re-deem-ing 

3.  Five   bleeding  wounds  He  bears,  Re-ceived  on    Cal  -  va  -  ry ;    They  pour  ef  -  feet  -  ual 

4.  My     God     is     rec- on- ciled;  His  pardoning  voice  I     hear:     He  owns  me  for    His 

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love,     His     pre  -  cions  blood,  to     plead ;  His  blood   a  -  toned  for 
prayers, They  strong-ly    plead  for      me: ''For- give  him.   Oh,    for 
child ;     I      can     no     Ion  -  ger    fear :  With  con  -  fi  -  dence    I 


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give   him,  Oh,    for -give,"  they  cry,'' Nor    let    that    ran-somed 
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A  Yankee  Ship,  and  a  Yankee  Crew 


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a.  A    yan  -  kee  ship  and    a 

3.  A    yan  -  kee  ship  and    a 

4.  A    yan  -  kee  ship  and    a 


yan -kee  crew,  Tal-ly  hi 
yan -kee  crew,  Tal-ly  hi 
yan -kee  crew,    Tal-ly    hi 


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hearts     on     board   both gal-lant and  true;  The  same    a- 

boats      all     clear,  the  wreck  we  now  view/' All  hands ''  a  - 

Free-dom  de  -  fends  the  land  where  it  grew,We're  free     a  - 


loft  and  a  -  low.  .        Her 

loft,and  a  -  low.  .       The 

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black  -  en'd   sky,      and  the  whist  -  ling  wind.     Fore  -  tell      the  ap  -  proach  of     the 

ship's    his   throne,   the        sea       his  world,    He  ne'er  sheers  from  a    ship*  mate   dis 

down  is     a      foe        in  re  -    gal   pride,    De      -      fi   -  ance  at      each         mast 


A  Yankee  Ship,  and  a  Yankee  Crew 


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gale;        As    home  and  its    joys       flit    o'er     each  mindyHosbandsIlOTersI  "on  deck  there,a 
tress'd;    All's  well ;  the  reef 'd  sails      a  -  gain       nnfurled , O'er  the  swell^he  is    cradled  to 
head.    One's  a  wreck  and  she  bears,  as  she  floats  a  -  longsidOyStars  and  stripes  e'er  to  Tie-to-  ry 


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A     yan-keeshipand  a  yan-keecrew,  Tal-ly  hi  ho,  you  know,    O'er  the 

A     yan-kee ship  and  a  yan-keecrew,  Tal-ly  hi  ho,  yon  know;    Dis    - 

A      yan-kee  ship  and  a  yan-kee  crew,  Tal-ly  hi  ho,  yon  know,  Storm  past, 

For  a  yan-kee  ship  and  a  yan-kee  crew,  Tal-ly  hi  ho,  yon  know,     Ne'er 


bright    blue  waves  like  a       sea-bird    flew,      Sing  hey      a -loft  and  a-  low. 

tress  is    the    word,    God    speed  them  thro',Bear  a     hand,    a  -  loft  and  a-  low. 

drink       to  "wives  and  to  sweethearts  "  too,       All   handsl  a  -  loft  and  a  -  low. 

strike  to     a    foe  while  the     sky     is     blue,  Or     a     tar's      a  -  loft   or  a-  low. 


74 


Oh  t  Willie,  We  Have  Miss'd  You 

Mlegretlo  moderato  ^-  ^-  ^ostm 


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X.     OhlWil-llei   is     it    yon,  dear,  Safe,8af a  at  home?  They  did  not  tell  me  true,  dear,  They 
a.  We'velong'd  to  see  yon  nightly,Bnt  this  night  of  all;     The  fire  was  blaz-ing  bright-ly,    And 
3.    The  days  were  sad  without  yon,The  nights  long  and  drear ;  My  dreams  have  been  about  you,  Oh  I 


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said  you  would  not  come.       I   heard  yon  at     the  gate,  And  it    made   my  heart    re-joice, 

lights  were  in    the    haU;     The   lit -tie  ones  were  up    Till 'twas  ten      0' -clock  and  past, 

wel-come,Wil-Us    dear!   Last  night  I   weptandwatch'dBythe  moonlight's  cheerless  ray, 


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Then  their  eyes    be  -  gan     to     twin-kle,  And  they're  gone    to  sleep  at     last;  But  they 
Till    I  thought  I     heard  your  foot  -  step,  Then   I     wip'd  my  tears   a  -  way ;  But   my 


Oh  I  WilUe,  We  Have  Miss'd  Yoa 

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lis  -  ten'd     for      your  yoice, 
heart  grew    sad        a  -  gain, 


In     the       lone  -   ly      mid- night  gloom:     Oh  I 

Till  they  thought  you'd  ner  -  er     come:       Ohl 

When    I       found     yon     had     not    come:      Ohl 


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I.  Come,   ship  -  mates   and    broth  -  ere.  Ho 

a.   The     wind      it      blows    hard,  Ho 

3.  Come,   loose     ev  -   'ry       sail.  Ho 

4.  Oar    hearts   they     are       Ught,  Ho 
Solo                                     Chorus 


yol        Cheer  -  ly,  men, 

yo  I        Cheer  -  ly,  men,Each 

yo  I        Cheer  -  ly,  men,We'll 

yol        Cheer  -  ly,  men,Each 
Solo 


Haul    all     to  -  geth-er,  Ho 

tar  knows  his     card,  Ho 

soon  face    the     gale,  Ho 

eye     it     seems  bright,  Ho 

Chorus 


yol  Cheer -ly,  men.       Help  one    an  -  oth-er, 

yol  Cheer- ly,  men,We'll  soon  man  the.   yards, 

yol  Cheer- ly,  men,8tout  hearts  which  ne'er  fail, 

yol  Cheer- ly,  men,We     bid    you    good -night. 


Bb        yol     ChAer*ly,  men,  0    han-ley,     ho       yo,      Cheer-ly,  meal 


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Dan  D.  Smith 


High    row,  de     boat -men,  row,    floftt-in' down  de    rib  -  ber,  de    0  -  hi  - 


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boat-men  danoo,  de  boat -men  eing,  De  boat -men  up  to  eb  -  ry  ting, 
oye  "  ter  boat  should  keep  tode  shore,  De  fish  -  in  smack  ehoaldTcn- tare  more, 
went   on    board    de     od  -  der    day       To  seie  wbatdebAoat-mon  had    to     say; 


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boat -men    gets    on       shore,  He  spends  his     cash 
sails    be  •  fore    de        wind,  De  steam-boat  leases 
let    my    pas  -  sion  loose,  Andey  cram  me     in 


an  works  for  more,  Den 

a    streak  be  -  hind.    0 

de    col  -  la -boose.  0 


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broad     day  -  light      An     go     homo     wid     de     gals      in     de     morn  -  ing. 


4  I'to  como  dis  time,  PU  como  no  more, 
Let  me  loose,  I'll  go  aahore ; 

For  dey  whole  hoes,  an  dey  a  bnlly  crew 
Wid  a  hoosier  mate  an  a  captain  too. 

0  dance,  etc. 

5  When  yott  go  to  de  boatmen's  ball. 
Dance  wid  my  wife,  or  don't  dance  at  all; 
Sky  bine  jacket  an  tarpanlin  hat, 

Look  out,  my  boys,  tot  de  nlniHtall  cat. 

0  dance,  etc. 


6  De  boatman  is  a  thrifty  man, 

Dar's  none  can  do  as  de  boatman  can ; 
I  nebber  see  a  putty  gal  in  my  life 
Bnt  dat  she  was  a  boatman's  wife. 

0  dance,  etc. 

7  When  de  boatman  blows  his  horn, 
Look  oat,  old  man,  your  hog  is  gone ; 
He  cotch  my  sheep,  he  cotch  my  shoat, 
Den  pat  em  in  a  bag  an  toat  em  to  de  boat. 

0  dance,  etc. 


Just  as  I  Am 


CHAELom  Elliott 


Wm.  B.  Bradbu&t 


I.  jnst     as      I    am,    with*  oat      one  plea,  Bat    that    Thy  blood  was  shed  for    me. 


a.  Just 
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4.  Just 

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I  am,  and    wait  -  ing   not     To    rid       my  soul     of    one  dark  blot, 

I  am,  tho'   tossed    a- boat  With  man  -  ya  con  -  llict,  man  -  y  a  doubt, 

I  am ;  poor,    wretch-«d,  blind,Sight,  rich  -  es,  heal  -  ing    of     the  mind, 

I  am;  Thon  wilt      re-ceiTe,Wilt  wel- come, par •don,clean8e,re-lieve; 


And   that  Thon  bidd'st  me  come  to     Thee,  0  Lamb  of  God, 

To  Thee,wh08e  blood  can  cleanse  each  spot,  0  Lamb  of  God, 

Fightings  and   fears   with- in,  with -out,  0  Lamb  of  God, 

Tea,    all     I      need,    in  Thee  to     find,  0  Lamb  of  God, 

Be  -  cause  Thy  prom  -  ise     I     be  -  lieve,  0  Lamb  of  God, 


come, 
come, 
come, 
comOi 
come. 


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a.  Withanz  -  iou 


mid  -  night's  cheer    -  less  hoar,         De-sert 
care     he       eyes         each  ware,       That  swell 


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to    o'er-whelm, And  his  storm-beat-en  bark    to  save,  Di-rects  with  skill  the  faith-ful  helm. 


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The  wea  -  ried  sai  -  lor,      spent  with  toil,Clings  firm-ly  to  the  weather  shrouds  And 
With  Joy      he  drinks  the  cheoringgrog/Mid  storms  that  bellow  loud  and  hoarse^Witli 


,Clings  nrm-ly  to  the  weather  shn 


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joy 


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to  guile.       And  still    the  lengthened  hour  to   guile, 
inglog,        With  Joy     he  heaves  the  reel-ing  log, 


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And    marks  the  lee    -    way   and       the      conrsei 


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the  joy   he  feels  While  o'er  the  foam 


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Bonnie  Dundee 


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X.     To    the  Lords  of     Con  -  Ten  -  tion    'twas     Cla  -  ver  -  house  spoke,  "  Ere    the 

a.      Dan    -    dee  he      is     mount  -  ed,       he     rides        np     the     street,  The 

3.  There  are   hills  be  -  yond   Pent  -  land,    and    lands       be  -  yond    Forth,      If  there's 

4.  Then    a  -  wa'  to      the     hills,     to       the      lea,        to     the     rocks,     Bre     I 


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bells  they  ring  back-ward,the  drums  they  are  beat,  Bat  thePrO'TOst  (donee  nun)  said  "Jnst 

lords  in  the  sonth,there  are  chiefs  in  the  north ;  There  are  brave  Dannie  was- sels,  three 
own    a      n-sarp-er    I'll  croachwi' the    fox;     And    trem-ble,  false  Whigs,  in     the 


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Bonnie  Dundee 


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and    me,      Let  him  fol-Iow     the    bon^nets     of     Bon-nie    Dan -dee." 


km  -  «r  and 

e'en     let       it      be,      For  tbetown  is      weel   rid    o'    that  de'U  o'  Don -dee;" 

thou -sand  times  tliree,  Will  cry  "Hey  for      the    ton- nets    of  Bon-nie  Dun -dee." 

midst    of  yoor   flee,     Te   hae  nas      seenthe  last     o'   my  bon-nets  and    me. 


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fill        Up        my       ctai,      Comoy 


\l^\>  J-  J-  J'  j'  ;  J'  I  J'  /  ; 


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82 


Hard  Times  Come  Again  No  More 


S.  C.  FOSTKE 


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X.  Xet  OS  pause  in  life's  pleas -vres,  and  eovnt  its  ma  -  ny  tears,  While  we 
a.  WMle  we  seek  mirth  and  bean  -  ty,  and  mn  -  sic  light  and  gay,  There  are 
3.    'Tie      a      sigh    that     is     waft  -  ed        a  -  cross  the    tron  -  bled  wave,     'Tis      a 


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all  sup  sor  -  row  with  the  poor ; 
frail  forms  faint -ing  at  the  door: 
wail  that  is  heard  np  -  on     the     shore ; 


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•  There's  a    song   that  wjll   lin-ger     for 
.    Tho'  their  Toi  -  ces     are     si  -  lent,  their 

•  'Tis     a    dirge  that     is    mnr-mur'd  a  - 


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er  -  er  in  our  ears,  "Ohl  Hard  times,  oome 
plead -ing  looks  will  say,  ''Oh  I  Hard  times,  come 
round  the    low  -  ly    grave,  "Oh  I  Hard  times,  coma 


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a  -  gain  no 
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Hard  Times  Come  Again  No  More 


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Douglas!  Tender  and  True 


Author  Unknown 
Soave 


Lady  John  Soorr 


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X.  Could  ye    come  back       to    me,  Doog-lael    Dong-lesI 

s.  NoY  -  er       a       scorn    -      fnl  word  should  pain  yon, 

3.  I     was    not    half      wor-thy  of         yon,Dong-lasl 

4.  Oh  I   to      call     back           the  days       that  are    not ; 
5  Stretchout  yoor  hand      to    me,  Doag«lasl    Dong-las  1 


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In  the  old   like-ness    that      I  knew,   I        wonldbe    so  faith-fnl,    so    10T-ing,I>onglas  1 
I'd  smile  as   sweet  as     an  -  gels  do;  Sweet  as  yonr  smile      on   me  shone  er-er, 

Not  half  wor-thy  the    like      of  yon;    Now     all  men  be -sides  are    to    me  like  shadows, 
Mine  eyes  were  blinded,yonr  words  are  few;  Do  yon  know     the  truth      now  up   in   Hearen? 
Drop     forgireness  from  Heay'n  like  dew,As   I     lay        my  heart  on  your  dead  heart,Douglasl 


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Dong  -  las !  Doug  -  las !   ten-der  and  tme. 


When  the  Swallows 


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Franz  Abt 


Whr^M^H^^^^^m 


z.  When     the  swal  -  lows  home -ward  fly,         Wheathe      ro      -      -      ses      scat-  tered 

2.  When     the  white   swan  south  -  ward  roves,  To  seek    at      noon  the       or  -  ange 

3.  Hush,     my  heart  I   why  thus     com -plain?     Thon  must,  too,      _        thy    woes     con- 


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lie,        When  from  net  -  ther  hill     nor  dale       Chants  the     sil  -  y'ry  night  -  in  -  gale ; 
groyes,     When  the  red     tints  of      the  west       Prove   the     sun    has  gone     to    rest ; 
tain.        Tho'  on  earth     no  more  we  rove,      Fond  -  ly    breath-ing  words   of    love. 


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In      these  words  my  bleed -ing    heart 

In     these  words  my  bleed -ing    heart 

Thon,    my  heart,  must  find     re  -  lief, 

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age  lose, 
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Can  I, 
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ah,  can  I 
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I       e'er  know       re -pose?" 
I      e'er  know      re -pose?" 
we     part        in  pain." 


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I've  Left  the  Snow-Clad  Hills 


AUegrelio  ma  rum  troppo 


G.  LiNLKT 


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X.  I've   left      thesnow-cUd   hills,  Where  my      fa  -  ther'shat   doth     stand,    .     My 
s.  Be  -  side  those  snow-clad  hills,  Where  my     fa  -  ther's  hat  doth     stand,    .  Dwells 


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a       poor,  young  girl. 


In      my     sim  -  pie,    peas  -  ant       gnise ;    .      Un  - 


with  -  ont       a    heart.    Would     I     pledge  with  word     or        yow,  . 


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and  wiles 
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he      has       it      now. 


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I*ve  Left  the  Snow-Clad  Hills 


87 


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sweet      the    song       to      me,        For       it     takes    me      back      to       home.       No 
soon    -    er     than      de  -  sort         him    I'd      lie      mo        in       my       grave.      No 


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plactt       can  er    -   er       be,       to     me,    Like    that     dear    home, 
won   -    der,    I        am      pi  -   ningthen,   For     home      a  -  gain. 


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own,sweet  homel  My    own*    be  -  lor  -  sd       home  I 


rilard. 


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X.  The  shades  of    night  were  fall-ing    fast,      Tral     la      la,       Tral     la       la,     As 
a.  His    brow    was  sad,    his     eye     be-neath,    Tral     la      la,       Tral    la       la,  Flashed 


0     stay,'' the   maid -en    said," and   rest,"    Tral    la      U,       Tral    U       U,  "Thy 


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through  an  Al  -  pine  ril  -  lage  passed,  Tral  la  la  la 
like  a  fanl-chion  from  his  sheaf,  Tral  la  la  la 
wea   -  ry    head    up  -  on      this    breast,"      Tral     la       la        la 


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youth,  who  bore,  'mid  snow  and      ice      A      ban  -  ner  with    the  strange  de  -  vice, 
like      a      sil  -  ver    dar  -  ion     rang   The    ac- cents   of     that    on- known tongne, 
tear    stood  in      his  bright  blue    eye,    But    still    he     an-swered  with      a      sigh, 

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4  At  broak  of  day  as  beaTenward 
Tral  U  U,  Tral  U  la  1 
Tbe  piova  monks  of  Saint  Bernard, 

TralUUUlal 
Uttered  tbe  oft  repeated  prayer, 
▲  TOice  cried  tbroagb  tbe  startled  air, 

Cboras. 

'  InHadDg  a  wityhman's  rank. 


1       i       i 
5  A  tray'ler,  by  tbe  faitbful  bound, 
Tral  la  la,  Tral  la  la ! 
Half  buried  in  tbe  snow  was  found, 

TralUUUUI 
Still  grasping  in  bis  band  of  ice, 
Tbat  banner  witb  tbe  strange  device, 

Cborus. 


Jerusalem  the  Golden 


St.  BuLNARD,' A.D.,  1 150.    Neals,  Tr. 


Alexander  Ewing. 


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a.  Tbey  stand,tbose  balls  of      Zi  -  on,    All    ]n  -  bi  -  lant  witb  song,  And  brigbt  witb  many  an 

3.  And   tbey  wbo  witb  tbeir  Lead  -  er   Have  con-quer'd  in    tbe  flgbt.  For  •  ev  -  er    and  for  - 

4.  Ob,  sweet  and  bless -ed    ooun-try,  Tbe  borne  of  God's  e  -  lect!  Ob,  sweet  and  blessed 


pla  -  ^n  Sink  beart  and  TOice    op  -  pressed.    I     know  not,— H>b,      I  know 

an  -    gel|    And    all     tbe    mar-tyr    tbrong.  Tbere  is     tbe   tbroneof  Da  - 

OY    -    er      Are    clad    in    robes    of    wbite.     Ob,    land  that  see'st  no  sor  - 

conn  -  try,  Tbat    ea  -  ger  bearts  ez  -  pect !      Je  -  sua,    in     mer  -  cy  bring 


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Wbat  Joys    a  -wait  me  tbere,  Wbatra-dian  •  cy     of    glo  -  ry,Wbat  bliss  be  -  yond  com-pare. 
And  tbere  firomtoil  re  -  leased,Tbe  shout  of  them  that  tri  -  umpb,The  song  of  them  tbat  feast. 
Ob,statetiiatfear'stnostrifeIOh,  roy  -  al  land  of    flow-ersi  Oh,realmandhomeof    life! 
To  that  dear  land  of    rest ;  Who  art,  with  God  the   Fa  -  tber.  And  Spir-  it     ey  -  er    blest. 

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Break,  Break,  Break 


Alfred  Tennyson 


Wbc.  R.  Dsmpstbr 


X.  Broak,  break,  break,   On  thy  cold   gray  stoneSyO     Sea !      And  I  would  that  my  tongne  conld 
2.  Break,  break,  break,   At  the  foot  of  thy  crags,0      Sea  I      Bnt  the  ten  -  der       grace  of   a 


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nt-ter  .    .    The  tho'ts  that  a-riao    in 
day  that  ia  dead  Will  nev-er  come  back  to 


0      wellforthefi8h-ennan'aboy,Thathe 
me.     And  the  atate-ly       ahipa  go     on    To  their 


Ui-4J  1^  M-H^i^=4^ 


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ahonte  with  hia   aia  -  ter    at    play  I  0     well  Tor  the    aail  -  or      lad,  That  ho 

ha-   yen         nn  -  der  the   hill;  Bnt,    0      for  thetonchof  aYaniahedhand,And  tho   ; 


Break,  Break,  Break 


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sings  in  hia  boat  on  the    bay  I.      Break,break,  break,    On  thy  cold   graystones^O      Seal 
sound  of    «  voice  that  is     still  I       Break,break,  break.   At  the  foot  ofthycrags,0      Seal 


AndarUino 


Oft  in  the  Stilly  Night 


Thomas  Moors 


X.    Oft         in 
a.  When        I 


the    stiU-y 
re  -  mem-  ber 
tke     still' y 


night.  Ere     slum  -  ber's  chain  has       bound 

all      The    friends,    so  link'd  to    -    geth 

nighty    Ere      slum  -    her* s  chain  has        bound 


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mem  -  'ry  brings  the  light  Of  oth  -  er 
seen  a  •  round  me  fall,  I.ike  leaves  in 
mem   -    'rjf     Mngs      ihe    light      Of       oth  '  er 

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win  -  try  weath  -  er, 
days  a  -  round        me» 

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The  smiles,  the  tears     Of  boy-hood's  years,  The  words   of  love  then   spo  -  ken.  The 
I    feel     like  one    Who  treads    a -lone    Some  ban- quet  hall  de  -  sert  -  ed,  Whose 

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eyes    that  shone,  Now  dimm'd  and  gone.     The  cheer-  ful  hearts  now      bro     -    ken  I 
lights    are     fled.  Whose  gar  -  lands  dead.    And     all      but     he       de  -  part    -    ed. 


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a  -  cross      the  dim  old  room, 
a -cross      the  dis-tant  years 


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▲    face, 


light 
long 


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its  smita  nod  tears, 


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child -hood's  distant  shore,    AnddrMOU,  and  dreams     of  days    that  are  no  more, 
ten  -  der,  lor-ing  hand,     And  with        my  dar    -  ling  'neath  the  old  oak  stand. 


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Dream  Paces 


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mem  •    'ry 


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"Hope  on,dearloyedone, 


we  shall  meet  a  -   gain ! "  Once 


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Bridal  Chorus,  from  Lohengrin 


95 


Andante 


mm^^^^m 


Richard  Wagnbr 


thricehap-py  pair,     En-ter  this  door-way, 'tis  love  that  in -rites; 


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All  that  is  brave,    all  that    is   fair,    Love  now  tri-umph-ant  for  -  av  -  er     n  -  nites. 


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Cham-pion  of    vir  - 


ly    ad-vance,Flow'r  of    all  beau  -  ty,  ^en  -  tly    ad-vance ; 


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-     er     u  -  nites. 


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90 


Oh!  Don't  You  Remember  Sweet  Alice 


Or  Ben  Bolt 


X.  Oh !  donH  yon  n-mem-ber  sweet  Al  -  ice,  Ben  Bolt, 
a.  Oil  1  doa't  you  le-mem-ber  the  wood,  Ben  Bolt, 
3.  Oh !  don't  yon  re-mem-ber    the    school,  Ben  Bolt, 


Sweet  Al  -  ice  with  hair  so 

Near  the  green  snn  -  ny  slope   of    the 

And  the  mas  -  ter    so  kind  and  so 


brown,  .    •  She     wept  with  de  -light  when  yon  gare  her   a         smile,        And 

hilly  .    •    .  When  oft        we  have snng'neath its  widespread  -  ing shade,    And  kept 

tme, .    .    .        And  the  lit- tie  nook    by    the    dear     mn-ning  brook,  Where  we 


trem-bled  with  fear  at  yonr  frown; ..  In  the  old  church-yard,  in  the  ral-ley,  Ben  Bolt, 
time  to  the  click  of  the  mill;  .  .  The  mill  has  gone  to  de-cay,  Ben  Bolt, 
gath -ered  the  flow'rs  as  they  grew;  .  .  On  the  Has -ter's  grave  grows  the  grass,   Ben  Belt, 


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Id    a     cor-ner  ob   •  teim  and   a  -  loaa    •    .    Xlieykava  flt*tad  a       dab     of 
And    a    qiii-et        nowrdignaall    a  -  roimd.     •     See  the   old     rna-tiepofeh  withita 
And  the  mn-oiiig  lit-tlebrook  ia  now  dry;   .    .    And  of     all       tbe   frlendawbowere 


^'  ty'>f'JU 


gran-ite      so  gray.  And  sweet  Al  -  ice     liea      vn  -  der    the     atone.    .    .   They  have 
lo  -  aea     soaweety     Liea        aoat-ter'd   and     fallen  to     tba    ground*.    •    See    the 
achool -matea  then,  Then  n- maini  Ben,   bat      yon     and  I And    of 


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fit-tad  a  slab  of  gran-lte  so  grey, And  sweet  Al-lce  lies  an -der  the  stone..  • 
old  ras-tic  porch,wlth  its  ro-ses  so  sweet,  Liea  acatter'd  and  fall'ntotha  gronnd.  . 
idl       thofrienda,whowenachool-matesthon,Therenmaln,Ben,batyoaand       I.    •   .    • 


98 


Fading,  Still  Fading 


AndatUino  mf 


Portuguese  Melody 


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no  -  cence     fly 
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with   the     light, 
in    Thy    might, 


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ness    Thy      love  be      our 


night; From  the 
light;   Let     us 


Fading,  Still  Fadings 


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of     the     shade 
on     Thy  breast 


tiU     the 
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night 


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ta  -  per     burns, 


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me       from      dan 
in        Thy      arms 


ger         and       save  me     from     crime, 

when       the        mom    -    ing       re  -  turns. 


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100 


Katey's  Letter 


Lady  DuTFE&lN 


I.  Och  girls  dear,   did  you   ev  -  er  hear,    I  wrote  my  love     a     let  -  ter,   And     al 

a.  My  heart  was    fall,  bat  when   I  wrote    I   dar'd  not  pat   the  half    in,      The 

3.  I    wrote   it,     and  I   fold  -  ed  it,     and  pat     a  seal  np  -  on       it,  'Twas    a 

4.  Now girls,woald  yon  be*lieye  it,  that       post- man  so    con -salt  -  ed.      No 


fatz^-^ 


^=^4'  i  I  J'  rU 


J'    J'     !■    J' 


tho'    he     can  -  not 
neigh-bors  know    I 
seal     al  -  most    as 
an  -  swer  will    he     bring  me,     so 


read,         sore      I     tho't  'twas     all     the      bet  -  ter,  For 

loTe   him,  and  they're  might  •  y     fond    of      chaff -ing,  So       I 

big,            as      the  crown    of       my   best     bon  -  net,  For       I 

long      as        I     hare    wait-ed,  Bat 


I 


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LJ\1'  ^  ^13, 


why  should  he     be    paz  -zled        with  hard  spell  -ing         in      the  mat  -  ter,  When  the 
dar'd    not  write  his  name        oat  -  side,  for    fear       they  woald  be  laugh  -  ing.  So       I 
would  not  hare  the  Post    -   mas  -  ter  make  his  re  -  marks  up  -  on       it,     As       I 

may  -  be  there  mayn't  be  one,  for    the    ra  -son        that     I     stat  -  ed.  That   my 


-J J 


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•        •  ^       m      m 


Katey'?-  Leftet . 


mane  -  ing  was    so     plain    that     I  loye  him  faith -ful-ly, 

wrote/'From  lit  -  tie  Kate  to   one     whom    she  lores  faith -ful-ly," 

said     in  -  side  the     let-ter,  that     I  loy^d  him  faith  -  fol  -  ly, 

lore     canneith-er   read  nor  write  but   he  loyesme  faith -fnl-ly, 


101 


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I 

I 

I 

He 


U*J'  /  fl;|j  ;j'|^  f,  t  nr  ;^jl^^;:  J-|J.|| 


lore  him  faithfnl  -  ly,  And  he  knows  it,    oh  1  he  knows  it,  with  -out  one  word  from  me. 

love  him  faithfnl  -  ly,  And  he  knows  it,    ohl  he  knows  it,  with -out  one  word  from  me. 

love  him  faithful  •  ly,  And  he  knows  it,    oh  1  he  knows  it,  with -out  one  word  from  me. 

lores  me   faithful -ly,  And    I    know  where'er  my  loye    is,  that   he    is    true     to    me. 


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get       a     lit  -  tie      rab  -  bit -skin    To    wrap    his    Ba   -   by  Bunt  -  ing     in. 


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102 


■  •  •  - 

Long  Ago 


Frank  Musgkats 


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I.  "Long,  long  a  -  go,    .    .      long,  long    a  -  go," 

a.  "  Long,  long  a  -  go,''  when     ma  -  ny  a         oonnd 

3.  ''Long,  long  a  -  go,"   the    hopes     we         nnra'd 

4.  "Long,  long  a  -  go,"  who  breathes   there      here, 


Do  not  these  words  re  - 

A  -     woke  to  mirth  that 

In  sol  -  i  -  tnde —  of 

O'er       whom  the  past  hath 


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sad 

earth 

no 


past  years.  And  scarce  -  ly        know-ing 

dens  now.  And  ma  -  ny  a      spark-ling 

ly   fame  Were  bright     as          bub-bles 

snchpow'r?  Young   heart  if   now 


why       they  flow, 

eye       went  round, 

are       that  burst, 

thy  sky  is  clear. 


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Bring  to   the    eyes 

That  weeps  be  -  neath 

A  glit-t'ring  drop. 

Be    -  ware,  be  -  ware 


nn  -  bid 
a     dark 
an    emp 
the     fu 


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den  tears ; ' 

en'd  brow ; 

ty  name : 

ture  hour : 


Do 

When 

Oh, 

Per 


you     not 

with  our 

but      to 

chance  the 


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feel 
whole 
be  .    . 
tones 


back 
young     liap 
one      honr 
that      ech 


Long  Ago 


103 


they 

py 

a     - 

0 


come,    . 
hearts, . 
gain 
now.     . 


I    0 

Those 
We 
(What 
In 


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dim  sweet 
lOY'd   and 
ev  -  er 
af  -  ter 


dreams 

langh'd 

that 

years 


of       old 
a  -   way 
sweet   hoar 
thon'lt  hear 


en 
the 
might 
a 


days,  . 
time,   . 

costl) . 

gain;  . 


A  yearn    -  ing           to  yoar 

Nor  thought  how  quick  -      ly 

Free  from  mem  -    'ry's 

And  gaz    -  ing            on  each 


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pain, 

fa      - 

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brow, 

J  ;  ij  ^  r.  r 


Peo  -  pled  with  tones  of      lore    and  praise. 

So     Cher  -  ish'd  in        life's  ear  -  ly  prime. 

With    those  we  loved,  with  those  we  lost. 

Wilt    sigh -ing  say,     I      heard  that  strain. 


104 


Long  Ago 


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Longylong   a -go, 
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Longflong  a  -  go, 


In         the  young  sonl's  ear -ly  flow 


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long     a- go,  Long, 


long     a-go.  In       the  young  soul'tear  -  ly  flow 


Long, 


long    a- go,  Long, 


m. 


'V  l\  IJ' 


long     a-go,   In      the  young  eonl't  ear  -  ly  flow, 


r  riJ  J 


H  AUegreUo  moderato 


ii   ii   ii   iii^ii  ii^  ii  if 


We  sang  the  eongt    of  home    and  lore. 


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Sound  thefira  -  ■Ida's  Ungh-ing  glow. 

roll. 


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rail. 


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IDS 


Drink  to  Me  Only  with  Thine  Eyes 

Ben  Jon  son  W.  A.  Mozart 


t.  Drink  to    me  on  -  ly       with  thine  eyes,  and      I       will  pledge  with    mine, 
a.      I    sent  thee  late     a        ro   -    ey  wreath,  not     so     much  hon- 'ring     thee, 


Or  leave    a  kiss   with  -  in       the     cop,   and     I'll     not  ask    for      wine ;    .    .     The 
As   giT-ing   it        a        hope  that   there   it       could  not  with- ered     be;    .    .    .     But 


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thirst  that  from  the      soul  doth  rise,  doth    ask     a      drink  di    -    vine,    .    . 
thou  there -on  didst     on  •  ly  breathe,and  send'st  it      back    to         me,.    .    . 


But  might  I    of  Jove's  nee -tar    sip,     I    would  not  change  for  thine, .    .  for    thine. 
Since  when  it  grows  and  smells,  I   swear,  not   of      it -self,  but    thee,  .    .  but   thee. 


toe 


Tempest  of  the  Heart 

From  VxKDi's  "  II  Trovatore  " 


^^^i^^ij  i-i'ijij^^^^ 


X.  Her  bright  eyes  whose  ra  -  dlast  gleam- ing    Pales     the 
2.  Airs  that  wan  -  der,  mnr-m'ring  round    us,   Waft     the 

I.     II       ba  •    len       del  sua      sor    -    ri    -    so      d*u    -    na 


stars      .  in  yon  fair' 

prayer      that       I,     so 

stei '  la       vin    •     ce      il 


is^ 


IS 


^^ 


heay-^n^With  her  smile  in  beauty    beam-ing,  Sound  me  throw  their  witching  tpell,new  ardor 

lottely,6reathe  for  those  blest  ties  that  bound  ns^ While  her  loye,ohl  rare  sweet  dream^is  mine,mino 

rag '  gio ;   il  ftU-gor    delsuo  hel     vi    -    so    no    -    vo  in -/on  •  dts      no -voinfomUame      co~ 

s  s 


'^  I     I  rTi   Tf— rr^T 


mw-r- 


i 


^^ 


^^ 


lizft: 


giy    -     en  I    Ah  1    this     pas  -  sion      pure  with  -  in      me       bum  -  ing,  Sore  than 
on     -     ly  1    Ah  1    this      pas  -  sion      pure  with  -  in      me       bum  -  inf ,  Sere  than 

fag     '     gio.    Ah!      Va       mor^       Va    -mo        -        re       ond*     ar     -    do       le        fa 


i 


t=s=E 


T 


f=F 


t-wJ— J^ 


f^^Q^^^TO^jTrn 


words  shall     plead  a      Iot -er's    part;    ....   Her  bright glan -ces    on       me 

vel  -  li  in     mi       -       o        /a  ^    vor sper  -  da  il    so    -    le    d*un      suo 


1 —      1    I     i^  I     1^  "  '   r    r  '  i 


r '  I   I  I 


^ 


Wi  j  f'i  ijim-hi  J ''JaT^ 


turn  -  ing, 
sguar '  do 


la 


the 
tern 


tern  -  pest,       Calm  the   tern  -  pest,    in      my  heart. 
pes  '  ta^  la       tern  -pes    •    ta        del    mio     cor. 


».'-f  f  nr^ 


f-M/Y-^-i^^ 


f 


1= 


1 


Tempest  of  the  Heart 


107 


eon  espressione 


^ 


.^=-S=^ 


i 


-m — I 


^^ 


.  J  J,^J  j'J  I 


This     pure      pas  -  sion     in        me    burn  -  ing,  More    than     words  shall  win      me 
Ah!     Fa    f  mor^     Va    •  mo-nond*      ar    -    do        U  fa    -    w/    -     liin  mio       fa 


^Ss. 


^^ 


^m 


^ 


\>^ 


^1^ 


f 


^ 


^ 


^^4^.-^  \-f^-^^-f\i  ■j-^.J^ 


fa  -  TOr,  Her  bright  glan-ces     on      roe      tarn   -  ing    Calm  the  tem-pest   in         my 
V0    -  r/,    sptr  -   da  il  so    -  /<   d*un     suo      sguar  -    do      la       tern -pes    -  ta      del  mio 


f 


f  \-\  f  ,^  n 


heart.   This    pare     pas  -  sion     in       me    bam 
cor.       Ah  I     Fa    -    ntor^    Pa  -   mo-nond*    ar 


ing  More    than   words  shall  win     me 

do      le         fa  -  vel    -   liin  mio   fa 


^ 


5=t^ 


fa  -   Tor,   Her    bright  gUn  -  cm      on       me 

vo    -    re,    sper   -  da  il    so    •     it      d'un      itio 


torn    -    ingy    Calm  the    tem   -  pest, 
sguar    -    do       la        Um  •  pes     •    ta 


^^ 


'f==^ 


J 


■t»^  I  I.    h — p     r 


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:=P=5: 


n   u*^ 

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tti 


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fi=^^=^ 


tiriTt 


C%u2eniBa  od  lib. 


i;tr}2 


Ahl 


^ 


calm  the  tem-pest  in     my  heart. 
si\     la    tern-  pes  -  ta   del     mio    cor. 


106 


Tempest  of  the  Heart  • 

From  VxKDi's  "  II  Trovatore  '• 


^fc^^^^^ 


X.  Her  bright  eyes  whose  ra  -  dlast  gleam- ing    Pales     the 
2.  Airs  that  wan  -  der,  mur-m'ring  round    as,   Waft     the 

I,     II       ba  •    len       del  suo      sor    •    ri    -    so      d^u    -    na 


fe^fi-^-i 


stars        in  yon  fair' 

prayer      that       I,     so 

stei  -  la       vin    •     ce      il 


^*^-^-f4-TI 


^^^^^ 


heay-en»  With  her  smile  in  beanty    beam-ingy  Sonnd  me  throw  their  witching  spellynew  ardor 

lonely,Breathe  for  those  blest  ties  that  bonnd  ns^ While  her  loye,oh!  rare  sweet  dream,is  mine^mine 

fag-gic;   il  ful'gor    del  suo  lei     vi    •    so    no    •    vo  in -/on  •  de^      no  •voinfondeame      co- 


j  I ,;  f -f  trfjj^^ 


gi¥    -     en  I    Ah  I    this      pas  -  sion      pnre  with  -  in       me       bum  -  ing,  Sore  than 
on     -     ly  1    Ah  1    this      pas  -  sion      ptire  with  -  in      me      btrn  -  ing ,  Kere  than 

^ag     -     gio.    Ah!      fa       tnor^       Va    -   mo        -        re       ond*     ar     -    do       le        fa 


words  shall     plead  a     Iot -er's    part;    ....   Her  bright glan -ces    on       me 

vel  -  li  in      mi       •        o        /a  •    vor sper  -  da  il    so    -    le    d'un       suo 

s    .      _^^-^_       s 


-^  f  \  if-LLf^B 


^ 


f=f=i 


f  j  J  f"JH3iffFf^H^ 


turn  -  ing, 
sguar  '  do 


Calm        the 
la  tem 


^ 


^m 


tem  -  pest,       Calm  the  tem  -  pest,   in      my  heart. 
pes  '  ta^  la       tem  -pes    •    ta        del    mio     cor. 


I 


t 


^^ 


«^fe« 


t 


trs»_n 


I 


F 


r 


Tempest  of  the  Heart 


107 


eon  espresstane 


i^i  r'n 


Tbia     pure      pat-  slon     in        me     burn  -  ing^  More    than     words  shall  win      me 


A  A !     Fa    »  mor^     Va    -  mo-  re  otuP      ar 


do 


fa    -    vel    -     //  in  mio       fa   - 


I  i  ii  i'l  I 


^ 


=^^ 


^ 


^ 


Y^-y\  ;-|y  cifRipiU.m^ 


ia  -  Tor,  Her  bright  glan-ces     on      roe      tarn   -  ing    Calm  the  tem-pest   in         my 
vo    -  re,    sper  -   da  il  so    •  U  d*un      suo      sguar  'do      la       tern  -  pes    -  ta      del  mio 

0     ^"tit    ♦  ^    ^ 


^^i-^^^ 


^^m 


heart.   This    pure     pas  -  sion     in       roe    bnm  -  ing  More    than   words  shall  win     me 
eor.       Ah !     Fa    •    mor,    Fa  -   mo  -re  ond  *    ar    -    do      le         fa  -  vel    -    //  in  mio   fa 


^^^J^-^ 


-"^h-H— 


I 


'^^m 


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n 


g+^p^P^ 


^ 


fa  -   yor,   Her    bright  glan  -  ces      on       me     tnrn    -    ing.    Calm  the    tem  -  pest, 

vo    '    re,    sper    -  da  il    so    -     le      d*un      suo      sguar    'do       la        tem  •  pes     -    ta 

-I    -i  I*    *    .  .    t  T    y   til  - 


l^f—f. 


le       a 


T     T  I  -I 


^ 


I 


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i 


/IN 


I 


trt^-*-^ 


r     a 


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V=^ 


i-l,Ul± 


Cadenza  ad  lib. 


i|i3:ti±^ 


/IN 


Ah! 
Ah! 


^wm^^ 


calm  the  tem-pest  in     my  heart. 

sty     la    tem-  pes  -  ta   del     mio    cor. 


108 


Bonny  Bloise 

The  Belle  of  the  Mohawk  Vale 
A  song  taken  up  by  Military  Bands  North  and  South  in  1861 


C.  W.  Elliott 


J.  R.  Thomas 


niJ   iJ-  /' 


C  I  c  c 


^ 


z.  0,  sweet 
a.  0,  sweet 
3*  O9    sweet 


is  the  Vale  where  the  Mohawk  gent  -  I7  glides  On  its 
are  the  scenes  of  my  boy-hood's  sun  -  ny  years,  That  be 
are      the    mo  -  ments  when     dream  •  ing      I      roam,   Thro'   my 


m 


■rt 


E 


^ 


E 


W'   ^ 


t: 


^  r  ■  c  c  j~7"^ 


ZZ 


OiUi'  J'  r   c  p 


clear  wind -ing  way 
span  -  gle  the  gay 
loved  haunts  now  mos 


to  the  sea, 
▼al  -  ley  o'er, 
sy     and  grey, 


And  dear  •  er  than  all  sto-ried 
And  dear  are  the  friends  seen  thro' 
And  dear  -   er    tlum    all        is    my 


i 


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J'  «■ 


^ 


■  I  »  I  ■■  I 


E 


E 


/  JlJ    J 


>^'  t  r  /  J' 


.  ■  ... 


streams  on  earth    be  -  sides,     In    this  bright  roll  -  ing     rir   -  er 
mem  -  o  -  ries'  fond  tears   That  have  lived     in     the   blest  days 
child-hood's  hal-low'd  home.  That    is    crumb  -ling  now  slow  -  ly 


to      me; 
of     yore ; 
a  -  way; 


^rAV 


^ 


^ 


mp^ 

f   #*  *» 


^ 


i 


rr 


i 


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■AWMMk^MM 


— »- 


Firsts  Solo  ;  then  Chorus 


Bonny  Eloise 


109 


Bat  8weet-«r        dear  -  er,  ye8,dear-er   far  than  these     Who  charm    where  othert     all 


^ 


fall 


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f 


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g^-^ 


Is    blne-eyedy  bon-ny, 


bon-  ny   E  -  lo  -  ise,  The  Belle  or  the  Mohawk  Vale. 


t: 


? 


Soft,  Soft  Music  is  Stealing 


German  Melody 


X.  Soft,  soft  mu-sic  is  steai-ing,Sweet,sweet  lingers  the  strain:  Loodyloud  now  it  is 
a.  Join,  join,  chil-dren  of  sad -ness,Send,  send  sor-row  a  -  way ;  Now,  now  changing  to 
3.  Sweetysweet  mel  -  0  -  dy's    nam-bers,Harkl  hark !  gen  -  tly  they  swellyDeep,deep,wak-ing  from 


peal  -  ing,  Waking  the  ech-oes    a-  gain.  Yes,  yes,  yes,  yes,Wak-ing  the  ech-oea    a -gain. 

glad-ness,Warble  a  bean-ti- ful  lay.  Yes,  yes,  yes,  yes,  War-ble    a   bean-ti-ful   lay. 

alnmbers  Thoughts  in  the  bosom  that  dwell.  Yes,yes,  yes,  yes,Thoughts  in  the  bosom  that  dwell. 


110 


Hoop  de  Dooden  Do 


A.  NisR 


-4r^i-ji-\- 


^ 


^ 


^^ 


m 


4^-J^-t^ 


i=f' 


X.  Some  bun  -  dred  years  a  -  go       or     so,  .    .  Good  oleMas  -  sa    set     me  free, 

3.     I    walk'd    a-loog  a   mile     or  two,  Wid-out       a   boot,  wid- oat      a  shoe; 

3.  I       did  -  n't   go  so    ber  -  ry  far,     Be- fore      I    seen     de  rail  -  road  car, 

4.  I      went     to  pick  a      ba  -  by  np,   And  look  to    see       if     H  was  hnrt,SooB 


I: 


-rv 


^ 


■^^=£^=^ 


/IN 


t: 


T 


r=^=f- 


g 


^ 


Den 
Den 
Jump 

^    it 


de    mis 
my   feet 
ing   ober 
be-  gan 


sns    she       did  cry;  "Hoop  de  doo  -   den 

did   hurt       me  so,-  "Hoop  de  doo  -   den 

a     turn  -  pike  bar;  ''Hoop  de  doo  -   den 

a    squeal  -  ing  out ;  "  Hoop  de  doo  -   den 


do  I" 
do  I" 
do!" 
do  I" 


I 
I 

I 

An 


clap't  my  trunk      up  -  on  my  back,  And  start  -  ed    for       de    rail  -  way  track,  And 

stood  my  trunk    down  on  de  ground.  Just  for       to   take      a    look       a  -  round,    De 

heard       de  noise       and  see  de   sight,  ben  run       a-  way  wid    all      my  might : 

oth    -    er    fel    -    low  broke  his    leg,     He    now    goes  on        a    wood  -  en    peg ;  Don't 


ALICE  NIELSEN 


CO.  moA  made  her  Ant  public  appear- 
mia.  She  was  a  popular  member  o( 
-   — -■  ■—  lUywi  in  both  light  and 


MARV  GARDEN 

u^on  [n  Parli.    She  was  for  some  time  with  the 
"'km  Bella'ot  Scwiand'— Hewt  Songs,  p.  sS?. 


Hoop  de  Dooden  Do 


111 


soon  I   heard     the  wbia-tle 

whis  -   tie  scream'd  wid  all  hia 

(All  de   cars     went   off  dt 

ask  for    an    -    7    more  I 


hoi  •  ler ; 
might 
track) 
beg- 


''Hoop      de  doo  -  den  dot 

''Hoop      de  doo  -  den  del 

"Bof^f      de  doe  -  den  dol 

de  doe  -  den  del 


Holy,  Holy,  Holy 


R.  Heber 


J.  B,  Dykes 


Nfr? 


1.  Ho  -  Ijr,  ho  -  ly, 

2.  Ho  -  ly,  ho  -  ly, 

3.  Ho  -  ly,  ho  -  ly, 

4.  Ho  -  ly,  ho  -  ly, 


ho  -  ly  1       Lord     Qod     Al  -  might  -  y  1      Ear  -  ly       in     the 

ho  -  lyl      all  thesainta   a  -  dore    Thee,  Cast- ing  down  their 

ho  -  ly  1  though  the  dark-  nesa  hide    Thee,Though  the    eye     of 

ho  -  ly  1        Lord     God     Al  -  might  -  y  1      All     thy  works  shall 


i^^^^^ 


morn  -  ing    onr 
gold  -  en  crowns  a  - 
ain  -  ful  man  Thy 
praise  Thy  name  in 


song  shall    rise  to  Thee.  Ho  -  ly,     ho 

ronnd  the  glass  -  y  sea;  Cher  -  n  -  bim 

glo  -  ry     may  not  see,  On  -  ly   Thou 

earth,  and    sky,  and  sea.  Ho  -  ly,     ho 


ly,  ho     -    ly, 

and  Ser  -  a  -  phim 

art  ho    -     lyl 

ly,  ho     -    ly  1 


rJ  j^ 


■  T 

mer-ci-  fnl  and 
fall -ing  down  be 
there  is  nose  be 
mer-ci-  fnl    awl 


might  -  y,  God  in  three  per 
-fore  Thee, Which  wert,and  art, 
-  side  Thee  Fer  -  feet  in  pew 
might  -  y,      God       is  three  per 


and 
er,   in 


bless 
ev  - 

l0««, 

blees 


-ed  Trin  -  i  -  tyl 

er-  more  shaH  be. 

and    pu  -  ri  -  ty. 

-ed  Trin  -  i  -  tyl 


^^ 


113 


The  Heart  of  a  Sailor 


Cb»<pMCo 


Stephen  Adams 


^^IJ  JJt   ff\i  J  J   JJOp^ 


I.  Now  who's  the  man    for   «  Um    to    wod,To   be   tnie  and  nev  -  er    fail  her  ?  You  may 
a.  Then  he  haato  be     so         oft     at    sea,   Which  sayes    a  deal    of   both-er,      For 
3.    So   laas-es      all^  when  he  comes  to    70a  And  de-clares  hia    a  -  do  -  r^-tion,     Your 


2^fB 


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0 


fc=^ 


I  I  r  I 


* 


p 


* 


r^T"-r7 


^=1 


trust    to         me,   for  Pre  sail'd  the      sea^There's  none  like  an  hon-est 
hns-bands  and  wiTes  don't     al-  ways  a  -gree  As  they  should  with    one    an  - 
lore     con  -  fees,    and       an  -  swer  "yes  "  With-out    an  -  y    hes  -  i  - 


sai  -  lor  1  For  his 
oth  -  er.     And 
ta-tion.  For 


^b^^-j  {jij:=4i-i*-,ri^-f^-^4-j^jtf^-^j^ 


thoughts  are  free     as  the  wind     or  sea.      And  he's  got  such  a  dash  of  the  bri  -  ny,     His 
if       he  flirts      with   one       or  two       In  the  ports  of       st  -  'ry       na  -  tion.  You  can 
he's      the  man    for     a   laa  -  sie's  hand,   To  be  true   and    ner  -  er       fail   her,  And  of 

:fr It 


Ur^y^ 


heart  is  light  and  hia  laugh  so  brlght^He  makes  life  all  sun-shi  -  ny.  He  'may 
all  do  the  same  without  an  -  yblamOyWhich  is  surely  a  con  -  so  -  la  -  tion.  He  may 
all      the     hus  -  bands    in     the  land  There'S'none  like  a   true  born  sai     -    lor.       He   may 


^^ 


P 


^^ 


5^=t£ 


^m 


TTTTPff  f;i>^^ 


sail    in     a  smack  or    a     man-o'-war,   Or    a  -board of     an  Arc-  tic    wha  -  ler, 


1^,'  J  mrru-^r^ 


£ 


I 


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The  Heart  of  a  Sailor 


118 


jizzHt 


m 


m 


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Bat      it's         all        the      same,       If 


^m 


r    *      I      * 


Jack's    his      name,     And    he's 


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1^  r  {  c-t 


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gr^     g<g 


got     the  heart   of     a     sal 


lor. 


got    the  heart  of     a      aai 


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KOBBRT  BUENS 

Lively 


Comin'  Thro*  the  Rye 


I.  If  a  bod  -  7  meet  a  bod  -  y 
a.  If  a  bod  -  y  meet  a  bod  -  j 
3.  Amang  the  train  there  is      a  swaia  I 


Com- in' thro'  the  rye,  If      a    bod-  7 

Com-in' frae  the  town,  If      a    bod  -  y 

dear-ly  lore  my-seP;  Bat  what's  his  name,or 


^^ 


kiss     a  bod -y,    Need    a   bod  -  y      cry?        St- 'ry  las-sie     has    her  lad -die 

greet    a   bod  -y,    Need     a  bod  -  y    frown?      St-  'ry  las-sie     has    her  lad -die 

Where's  his  hame,  I      din  -  na  choose  to     tell.         Bv  -  'ry   las  -  sie     has    her  lad  -die 


0*0  9  *  .   m 


/ts        ^fS 


Nane,theysay,ha'e  I;     Yet  a'   the  lads  they  smile  on  me,Whencom-in' thro'  the  rye. 

/IN  ^ 


k^4^  fTiP  4f  r  ftfrf r^rry^^^ 


114 


Some  Day 


Hugh  Conway 
ModercUo    p 


Milton  Wkllings 


z.  I   know  not  when  the  day  sIiaII  be,       I   know  not  where  our    eyes    may 
a.  I   know  not    are     yon  far     or   aear.    Or    are     you  dead,   or      do      you 


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P^^ti'\i  ^  J.^^g^^g^^^^ 


meet,   What  wel>  come  yon    may  |iTe     to      me,     Or    will   your  words  be      sad     or 
live;        I   know  not  who    the  blame  should  bear,  Or    who  should  plead,  or     who   for  - 


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shgrr^iiiz?^  i  r  ~  r  -"^ 


rt<. 


s 


sweet ;  It    may  not    be         till  years  have   passed,  .  Till  eyes  are  dim    and  tress  -  es 
give.  But  when  we  meet     some  day,  some    day, .     .  Eyes  clear -er  grown   the  truth  may 


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gray,  .  .  The  world  is  wide — but,love,at   last,     Our  hands,our  hearts^must  meet  some  day. 
see,    .  .  And  ey  - 'ry  cloud  shall  roll  a  -way.  That  dark-ens  love,'twlzt  you  and  me. 


VisUsso  tempo 


Some  Day 


115 


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Someday,  some  day,  Some    day    t  ahallmeet  yon,  Love,      I  know  not  when  or  how. 


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Darling  Nelly  Gray 


Moderaio  espresHuo 


6.  R.  Hanby 


X.  There's  a     loDe       green     Tal-ley      by     the    old    Ken-tuck  -  y    shore  Where  we've 

2.  When  themoon  had  climb'd  the  mountain  and  the   stars  were  shin- ing    too,    Then     I 

3.  Oh  I    my  eyes  are  get- ting  blind-ed     and      I      can-  not  see     my   way ;  Harkl  there' 1 


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whil'd  many  hap  -  py  hours  a  -  way ; 
took  my  loye-ly  Nel-ly  Gray, 
some  -  bod  -  y  knock-ing  at    the  door. 


A      -     sit-ting     and      sing- ing  by    the 
And     I   trayell'd  down  the  Ht  -  er     in    my 
I  .  .     hear  the   an- gels  call -ing   and    I 


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lit  -  tie  red  ca  -  noe  While  the  ban  -  jo  so  sweet  -  ly  I  did  play. 
see     my    Nel  -  ly    Gray,     Fare    -    well      to  my    old     Ken  -tuck  -  y    shore. 


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weep  -  ing     all    the     day.    For  yon're  gone    from    the    old    Ken  -  tuck  -  y     shore. 

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Beautiful  Dreamer 

Serenade 


Moderaio 


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Stephen  C.  Foster 

(  His  last  song  ) 


z .  Bean-ti  -  f  ul  dream  -  er,       wake  utt  -  to    me, 
2.  Bean-ti -fal  dream -er,  ott  on  the  sea 


Starlight  aod  davdreps  are  waiting  for 
Kennaids  are  chanting  the  wild  lore- 


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Wait-ing   to   fade  at    the  bright  coming    morn. 


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Bean-ti  -  f nl  dream  -  er, 
Bean-ti  -  ful  dream  -  er, 


qneen  of    my  song, 
beam  on    my  heart, 


List  while  I    woo 
E'en  as    the  morn 


thee  with  soft  mel  -  o  -  dy ; 
on     the  streamlet  and  sea ; 


Beautiful  Dreamer 


119 


Gone  are  the  cares      of 
Then  will  all  clouds    of 


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life's  bu  -  sy  throng, 
sor-row  de-part, 


Bean  -  tl  -  f  ul  dreamer,  a-wake  un  -  to 
Beau -ti-ful  dreamer,  a-wake  un-to 


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a.  Month  so 

3.  Thee  I 

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rose, 


Ti  -   ny  toes, 

fair,      Skin      so  clear, 

love.     Sweet  -  est  doye, 

All      the  day, 


Has      our  lit  -  tie 

Just      as  soft  AS 

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Hap  -  py  lit  -  tie 


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Eyes      of       blue, 

Bon  -  ny      eyes, 

WhUe      I        live. 


Fin  -  gers      too,        Cun  -  ning 
Look  -  ing    wise,      Such       a 
Thee    I'll      give       Kiss  -  es 


Hay     your     life.       Free    from   strife.     Pure      as 


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The  Old  Folks  at  Home 


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8.    All      nmnd  the  lit  -  tie  f  ann     I 
3.   One        lit -tie  hnt    a-mong   de 


rib  -  ber,     Far,        far 
wander'dy  When        I 
bQsh-es,      One        dat 


a  -  way,    •    • 
waa     yoiuigi  •    • 

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Den     man-y    hap-py  days,    I    aqnander'dyKan  •  y      de  songs     I      song;    . 
Still     sad-ly     to  my  mem-'ry    msh-esi    No     mat -ter where  I       rove;     . 


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All  up   and  down  de  whole    ere  -  a  -  tion,  Sad 

When         I  was  play-ing  wid      my    brnd  -  der,    Hap 
When       will    I    see    de  beee      a  -  hum  -  ming.  All 


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Oh  t      take  me    to    my  kind    old   mod  -  der,  Dere     let    me  live     and    •    die.    . 
When     will    I    hear  de   ban  -  jo     tnm- ming  Down  in     my  good  old  home. 


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Old  Shady 


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2.  OhyMass'  got  scared  and 

3.  Good  bye,  Mass'  Jeff,  good  • 

4.  Good  bye,  hard  work  wid 

5.  OhyPve  got  a  wife  and 


langh  wid   me,  For  de  white  folks  say  Old     Sha-dy's  free ;  80 
so      did  his  la  -  dy,      Dis  chile  breaks  for    old   Uncle  A  -  by ; 
'  bye,  Mis'r  Ste  -  pheils,  'Sense  disniggah  fortak-in  his  leav-ens ; 
nerer  an-y  pay,    Ise  a  gwine  np  North  where  de  good  folk  say  Dat 
I've   got  a  ba  -  by,     Lib-in  up    yon-  der  in  Lower  Can  -  a  -  dy ; 


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don't  yon  see   dat  de  ]n  -  bi  -  lee     is  a  -  com-ing, 

0- pen  de  gates  out,  here's  old    Sha-dy  a -com-ing, 

'Spect  pretty  soon  yon'll  hear  Un-cle  A-  bram's  com-ing, 

white  wheat  bread  and  a  dol  -  lar  a  day    am     com-ing. 

Won't  dey  langh  when  dey  see  old    Sha  -  dy  a  -  com-ing. 


coming, 
coming, 
coming, 
coming, 
coming. 


Haill 
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might  -  y 
might  -  y 
might  -  y 
might  -  y 
might  -  y 


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day. 
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a-way,      I  can't  wait  an- y   longer,    Hoo-ray,   hoo-ray, 


I'm   go-ing  home. 


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Adagio 


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123 


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I.  Fa  -  therl  I  bend 
3.  Fa  -  therl  I  trust 
3.  All  I     give  back 


to^      Thee,  Life,        it      was      Thy  gift, 

in       Thee,  When    midst   the      bat -tie's      strife, 

to        Theel        When        at     Thy     call,  I     my 


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Death  did     sur-round   me.      E'en     at     the  can-non's  month  Death  has  not  found  me. 
life     then  shall  yield.  When    in     the  cold  tomb  My       fate  shall  be  seaPd, 


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life  or  death,    For-sake       not  me. 

Fa -ther,'twas  Thy  Willi    I   trust        in  Thee. 

Fa     -     ther,my  soul     take  nn    -     to  Thee! 


Fa  -  ther,    I    bend    to      Thee. 
Fa  -  ther,  still  guide  Thou  me. 
Fa -ther,  for-sake   not     me. 


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Darby  and  Joan 


F.  E.  Weathsrly 


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by  dear,  we  are  old  and  gray,  Fif  -  ty  years  since  our  wed -ding -day, 
by  dear,  bat  my  heart  was  wild  When*  we  bur  -  ied  onr  ba  -  by  child, 
in  hand  when  oar    life     was  May,    Hand     in    hand  when  oar  hair     is    gray, 


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ow   and     sun       for      ev    -    'ry     one       As   the     irears        roll         on: 
til    you    whis  -  pered  "  Heav'n  knows  best  I "  And  my    heart       loand      rest ; 
ow  and    san       lor      tr    -    'ry     one      As  the     years        roll        on; 


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Dar  -  by  dear ,when  the   world  went  wry.       Bard    and     sor-iow-fol    then    was     I. 
Dar  -  by  dear,'twasyoar  Iot  -  ing  handShow'dmethe    way    to  the    bet  -  ter    land; 
Hand     in  hand  when  the    long   night -tide        Gen  -  tly    oor-ers  va    side     by    aide: 


Darby  and  Joan 


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lady  how  yon  cheer'd  me  then/'  Things  will  be     bet  -  ter,  sweet  wife,      a  -  gain ! " 
lad,    as   yon  kissed  each  tear,     Life  grew  bet  -  ter     and  heav'n  more  near : 

lad,thonghwe  know    not  when,   Love    will  be    with   ns     for  -  ev    -   er    then: 


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Make  Me  No  Gaudy  Chaplet 

From  Donizetti's  "  Lucreaa  Borgia** 


Make  me  no    gau  -  dy     chap    -    let,        Weave  it    of  sim  -  pie    flow    -    era; 


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rose    -    bud,  Be-neath  the  fresh  leaves  growing. 


Bring  not  the  prond-eyed 


MARCELLA  SEMBRICH 
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hcTTS.  Hrr  fint  American  ippcaran 
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the  Rye"— He»n  Songs,  p.  11:1. 


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1.  Last  night  the  night -in -gale  woke  me,   Last  night  when   all  was  still, 

a.     I    think   of    yon    in     the  day   -  time,      I  dream    of     you  by  night, 

3.     0    think  not     I     can    for  -  get  yon ;      I  could    not,  tho'     I   would  1 


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sang  in    the      gold   -   en  moon  • 

wake,   and  would  you  were  here, 

see  you    in       all  a  -  round 


light,From  out   . 
loye,  And    tears 
me.  The     stream, 


the  wood  -  land  hill.  I 
are  blinding  my  sight.  I 
the     night,   the  wood,  The 


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hear  a  low     breath  in     the  lime 

flow'rsthat     slum-ber   so  gent 


ly ;    I     look'd  on  the  dream-ing     dew,  .    .    And 

tree,  The       wind     is     float -ing      thro',     .    And 

ly,   The      stars      a  -  bOT<^  the     blue,  .    .    Oh  I 


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ohl     the     bird,  my  dar- ling,  Was     sing- ing,  sing  -  ing     of       yon,  of    you. 

oh  I     the     night,my  dar-ling,    Is      sigh- ing,  sigh  -  ing     for      you,  for   you. 

heav'nita  -  self,   my  dar-ling,   Is      v^ray- ing, pray- ing     for      you,  for   yon. 


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Lightly  Row 


Spanish  Melody 


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I.  Light -ly    row  I  Light -ly    row  I  O'er    the  glass  -  y  wartk  we     go;Smooth-ly    glide  I 
a.   Far     a  -  way  1  Far     a  -  way  I  Ech  -  o       in      the   rock     at    play    Call  -  eth     not, 
3.  Light- ly    row  1  Light -ly    row  I  O'er    the    glass  -  y  wayes  we      go;8ffiOOth-ly    glide  I 


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Smooth- ly    glide!  On     the     si  -  lent    tide. 

Call  -  eth     not      To    this   lone  -  ly     spot. 

Smooth- ly    glide!  On     the      si  -  lent    tide. 


Let    the  winds  and     wa  -  ters     be 
On  -  ly     with  the     sea-bird's  note, 
Let    the  winds  and     wa  -  ters     be 


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Min-  gled  with  our    mel  -  0  -  dy ;  Sing  and  float  I  Sing  and  float  I   In    onr   lit  -  tie  boat. 

Shall  our    dy  -  ing     mn  -  sic  float  1  Light-  ly  row !  Light  -ly  row  I  Sch  -  o's  Tofce  is   low. 

Min-  gled  with  omr    mel  -  o  -  dy ;  Sing  and  float !  Sing  and  float  I   In    onr   lit  -  tie  boat. 


130 


Far  Away 


Miss  M.  Lindsay 


Hre.  J.  W.  Bliss 


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X 


I.  Where  is     now      themer-ry     par  -  ty       T     re-  mem  -  ber  long     a  -    go?  Laughing 
a.   Some  have  gone      to  lands  far     dis  -  tant.  And  with  stran  -  gers  made  their  home;  Some  np  • 
3.  There  are    still    some  few  re  -  main  -  ing  Who   re -mind      ns     of    the    past,    But  they 


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'round    the  Christmas  fires,  Brighton^  by      the  rud-dy  glow.  Or    in  summer's  balmy 

on      the  world  of    wa-ters  All  their  lives  are  forc'd  to  roam ;  Some  are  gone  from  us  for  . 

change  as     all  things  change  here,Nothing  in  this  world  can  last :       Years  roll  on  and  pass  for  *- 


ere-nings,  In  the  field,  up -on  the  hay?  They  haye  all  dispersed  and  wander'd  Far  a- 
ey  -  er,  Lon-ger  here  they  might  not  stay:  They  haye  reach'd  a  fair- er  re-gion  Par  a- 
ev   -  er,     What  is   com-  ing^who  can  say  ?       Sre  this  clo  -  se8,man-  y   may  be    Far   a  - 


Par  Away 


131 


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CMfJ'^l. 


i-i-  J  ;iJ  J  J:  J(a 


way, 
way, 
way, 


Far  a  -  way ;  They  have  all  dia-pers'd  and  wander'd  Far  a 
Far  a-  way ;  They  have  reach'd  a  fair-  er  re  -  glon,  Far  a 
Far   a  -  way ;  Sre  this  clo  -  see,  man  -  y  may    be     Far  a 


way, 
way, 
way, 


Far  a- way. 
Far  a-  way. 
Far    a-  way. 


>'K   L     I      1 


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111           ^     I       i  1      I       ^      =:|c 

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Come,  All  Ye  Faithful 


J.  Reading 


I.  0   come,  all  ye  faith -fnl,  Joy-fuland  tri  -  am-phant,  0    come  ye,  0     come  ye   to 
a.       Sing     al  -  le  -  la  -   ia.    All   ye  choirs  of    an  -  gels ;  0    sing,  all  ye  blissful  ones  of 
3.        Yea,  I.ord,we  greet  Thee,Bom  this  happy  morn-  ing ;        Je  -  sns,  to    Thee  be  the 
Ad  '  €s    '   U^  fi  •  dt  '    Us,    La  -  it     iri  -urn-  phan  -  /«,   Ve  -  ni    •  U^    ve  •  ni  -    te      in 


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BetET  -  le-  hem. 

HesT'n  a  -bove. 

glo    -  rygiy'n. 

Beth    '  le  •  hem; 


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Come  and  be-hold  Him,  Mon-arch  of      An -gels  I  0  come,let  ns    a  - 

Glo  -  ry   to     God  In  the  highest,  glo  -  ry  I   0  come,let  ns    a  - 

Word    of  the   Fa- ther,Now  in  flesh  ap- pear- ing,  0  come,let  us    a - 

Na  -  turn  vi  '  de  -   ie      Regem    an  -ge  •  lo  -  rumlVe  -  ni  -  //,  a  -  do  • 


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dore  Him,  0  Gome,let  ns     a-  dore  Him,  0  come,let  ns    a  -  dore     Him,    Christ  the  Lord. 

re  '  mus,  Ve  -nt  -  ie,     a  •  do  -  re  -  mus,   Ve  -«/  •  te^    a  -  do  -  re    -     mus      Do   -     mt  'num. 


id2 


Christians,  Awake 


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An  old  English  Christmas  Carol 


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kind       was  born.  Rise        to        a  -  dore 

YOice      "Be  -    hold,       I  bring   good  tid 

fore,       con  -  spire,  The  prais  -  es  of 

wrought     for  man,  And  found,  with  Jo 


the 

ings 

re 

seph 


mys  -  ter   -  ry       of  loye, 

of        a       Sav-iour's  birth, 

deem-ing     love    they  sang, 

and     the     bless  -  ed  maid. 


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I.  Chris  -  tians,  a  -  wake  1     sa  -  lute  the  hap  -  py  mom,  Where  -  on    the  Saw  -  iour   of    man  - 
a.  Then       to    the  watch  -  ful  shep-herds  it  was  told.    Who    heard  th'  angel  -  ic    her  -  aid's 

3.  He      spake;  and  straight-way  the   ce  -  les  -  tial  choir      In    hymns  of    joy,  un-known  be  - 

4.  To     Bethl' hem  straight  the   hap  -  py  shepherds  ran      To       see   thewon-der   God   had 


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Which    hosts   of     an  -  gels  chant -ed    from  a 

To       you    and   all     the      na-tions   up     -  on 

And  heaven's  whole  arch  with  al  -  le  -  lu     -  ias 

Her       Son,    the   Sav-iour    in      a      man   -  ger 


bove;  With  them  the  joy 
earth; This  day  hath  God 
rang:  God's  high -est  glo 
laid;     A  -  mazed,  the   won 


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ful  • 

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-  drous 


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tid  -  ings  first  be  -  gun.  Of  God  in 
filled  His  prom-ised  word.  This  day  is 
was   their    an  -  them  still,  Peace  up   -    on 

sto  -  ry    they    pro  -  claim.  The  ear  -  liest 


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car  -  nate  and    the     Vir  -  gin's     Son. 

born     a  Sav  -  iour,  Christ  the       Lord.'* 

earth,  and  un  -  to     men  good  -  will, 

her  -  aids  of     the    Sav  -  iour's    name. 


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Christians,  Awake 


133 


5  Let  ns  like  these  good  shepherds,  then  employ    ( 
Oor  grateful  TOices  to  proclaim  the  joy ; 
Trace  we  the  Babe,  who  hath  retrieved  our  loss, 
From  His  poor  manger  to  His  bitter  cross ; 
Treading  His  steps,  assisted  by  His  grace, 
Till  man's  first  hearenly  state  again  takes  place. 


Then  may  we  hope,  the  angelic  thrones  among, 
To  sing,  redeemed,  a  glad  triumphal  song  ; 
He,  that  was  bom  upon  this  joyful  day, 
Around  us  all  His  glory  shall  display  : 
Saved  by  His  love,  incessant  we  shall  sing 
Of  angels  and  of  angel-men  the  King. 


Hush,  My  Babe 


Isaac  Watts 


J.  J.  Rousseau 


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I 

I.  Hush,    my  babe,  lie 

a.   Soft     and  ea  -  sy 

3.  Hush,    my  child,  I 


still  and     slum-ber,    Ho  -   ly       an  -  gels 

is     thy     era  -  die.  Coarse    and  hard   thy 

did    not     chide  thee,Thongh  my  song  may 


f  r 

guard    thy  bed. 

Say  -  iour  lay  : 

seem     so  hard : 


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Heav'n-  ly      bless  -  ings 

When    His    birth-place 

'Tis     thy    moth  -  er 


with  -  out  num  -  ber,  Gent  -  ly 
was  a  sta  -  ble.  And  his 
sits    be  -  side   thee,  And     her 


fall  -  ing 
soft  -  est 
arms  shall 


r  r 

on  thy 

bed  was 

be  thy 


head. 

hay. 

guard. 


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.  How     much  bet  -  ter 
Oh,      to       tell      the 
Kay'st  then   learn    to 


thou'rt  at  -   tend-ed   Than    the     Son      of      God  could   be, 
won  -  drous   sto  -  ry.   How    his     foes       a  -  bused  their  King  ; 
know   and      fear  Him,  Love    and    serve   Him  -  all     thy  days ; 


When    from  heav  -  en 
How     they  kiUed  the 
Then    to     dwell     for 


'hen    to^c 


He        de 

Lord     of 

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scend-  ed,   And     be  -  came     a     child   like  thee  I 

glo  -  ry,  Makes   me      an  -  gry  while    I  sing, 

near  Him,  Tell     His    love    and    sing   His  praise. 


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134 


AndatUino 


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Roy's  Wife  of  Aldivalloch 


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1,3,3.  Roy's     wife       of     Al  -  di  -  taI  -  loch  1     Roy's      wife 


of     Al  -   di  -  yal-loch  I 


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O'  g  "^^  /ijhj  ,!^ ;.  I 


Wat      ye    how    she  cheat-  ed    me,     As      I      came  o'er     the  braes    of    Bal-loch; 

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H-^=iKI ;:    j»  /  ^^ 


She  vow'd, she  swore  she  wad  be  mine,    She  said  that  she  loo'd    me  best         of    o-ny,Biit 
Oh ,    she  was       a     can  -  ty  quean,  And  weel  cou'd  she  dance  the  High  -  land  walloch ;  How 
Her  hair   so    fair,     her  een  sae  clear.   Her  wee    bit       mou'    sae  sweet     andbon-ny.  To 


yMU^^S:  Ji  I ;;  J,  ;.  f  f^ 


oh  I     the   fie  •  kle,     faith -less   quean  She's  ta'en  the  carl    and  left    her  John  -  nie ! 
hap  -  py      I,    had     she    been  mine.  Or       I'd    been  Roy    of     Al  -  di  -Tal-  loch  I 
me      she    ev  -  er       will   be     dear,  Tho'  she's  for  -  ey  -  er    left    her  John -nie! 


Maggie  By  My 


136 


Allegretto 


S.  C.  Foster 


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N — I 


I.  Thtt     land         of      my   home    is     flit -ting,    Flit-ting    from   my  view,  A 

a.  The    wind       howl  -  ing    o'or    the     bil  -  low    From  the      die  -  tant  lea,  The 

3.  Storms      can     ap  -  pal     me    neT-er,    While  her    brow     is  clear, 


qg  ji  j-  J  _  ;  M  r— C-:-g:=g 


I 


gale     in  the  sails   is   sit-ting,Toils  the  mer-ry     crew, 
storm  rag -ing  round  my  pil  -  low  Brings  no  care   to     me. 
Fair  weather    lin  -  gers  ot  -  er  Where  her  smiles  ap  -  pear. 


Here      let    my  home  be, 
Roll       on,   ye  dark  waves. 
When     sorrow's  break-ers 


-~i — J         J         I       i — I     I    J 


J: 


roll. 


a  tempo 


On     the  wa  -  ters  wide, 
O'er    the  trou-bled  tide, 
Ronnd  my  heart  shall  hide. 


roam  with  a  prond  heart,  Maggie's  by  my  side ;  My 
heed  not  your  an  -  ger,  Maggie's  by  my  side ;  My 
Still  may    I     find      her,      Sit-ting  by    my  side ;      My 


136 


Maggie  By  My  Side 


cres. 


J^^^U'^fr^ 


n\    /^ 


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own  loTe,MAggie  deaiySit-ttng  by   my  side.       Kaggie  dear^my  own  loTe^Sitting  by  my  side. 


Jordan  Am  a  Hard  Road  to  Trabbel 

Animato  con  spirUo  T.  F.  Briggs 


^.    I  ri  -  bed  in  -  to  NewYork, 

a.  Den  I     look          to     de  Norf, 

3.  Clem  in     de  hay-loft, 

4.  I  went   an' made   a  ban-]o, 


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to  pass  de  time  a  -  way,  I 

and    I     look         to  de   East,  And  I 

try'n  to  get  a -sleep, 

so  well  I    kept  it  Strang,  An' 


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trabbel'd  ober  de  RnsspaT'ent  ac- cord-in'. 

hol-ler   for  de  oz    -    cart  to  come  on, 

Mas-sa  John      went    out   tomanlom, 

rang'd      all    my  ma  -  sic  now  ac  -  cord-in', 


Dargawnetohab   it  fln-ish'dwhende 
Wid  fonr       grey     hor-ses  a 

He    hit    him  on    dehead       wid    a 
I     play'd    np     a    tnne  eall'd 


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Jordan  Am  a  Hard  Road  to  Trabbel 


137 


Repeat  this  burden  in  Chorus,  forte 


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Cit  -  y     Hall      bell     Soonds  o  -  ber  on  de  or  -  der  side  of  Jor  -  dan. 

drit-ea   on     delead.       To  take  ns  to  de  or  -  der   side  of  Jor -dan. 

1»ar    of     soft      soapy   An'  It  sonnd-ed  on  de  or  -  der   side  of  Jor  -  dan. 

goitwliile]ron're]roiing,"An'deysingit  on  de  or -der   side  of  Jor -dan. 


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took  off  mycoat^nd  roll  np  myBlMTe,    Jor -dan  am  ahaidioad  to  trabbel. 


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Repeat  from  this  sign  in  Chorus  :§: 


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tookoif  mycoat,and  roll  np  my  sleeve,  Jor-danam  a  hard  road    to  trab-bel^  I     be-lieve. 


^f^=^ 


Ji^  '-1  a — i-  -  -  ^    -^     J- 


M^i    i 


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Killarney 


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Moderato 


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1317 


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M.  W.  Balp>'s  Last  Song 


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z.  By   Kll-lar  -  ney's   lakes  and  fells,  £m'rald  Ules  and  wind-ing  l>ays,Mountain  paths  and 

2.  In  -  nis-fal  -  len's      ra  -  ined  shrine  May  suggest    a  pass-ing  sigh ;  But  man's  faith  can 

3.  No  place  else  can   charm  the   eye  With  such  bright  and  va  -  ried  tints,   £y-'ry  rock  that 

4.  Hu- sic  there  for      ech  -  odwells,Makeseachsoanda  har-mo-ny;    Ha-ny-voic'dthe 


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woodland  dells,  Hem  -  'ry    ot    -    er  fond  -  ly  strays.  Boun-teons  na  -  tare  loves  all    lands, 

ne'er  de  -  cline  Snch  God's  won  -  ders  float  -  ing  by ;       Cas  -  tie  Longh  and  Glen  -  a      bay ; 
yon  pass  by,    Ver-dnre  broid-ers      or     be-sprints.  Vir  -  gin  there  the  green  grass  grows, 
cho-ms  swells,' Till    it     faints   in      ec  -  sta-sy.      With  thecharmful  tints  be  -  low, 


Bean  -  ty     wan  -  ders     ev   -  'ry  -  where.   Foot-prints  leaves  on      ma  -  ny  strands, 

Houn- tains  Tore     and      £a  -   gle's  Nest;   Still    at      Hu- cross   yon   must  pray 

£▼  -  'ry      morn    springs  na   -  tal      day,   Bright-hned  ber  -  ries     daff    the  snows, 

Seems  the     heav'n  a    -    bove     to       Tie,       All    rich    col  -  ors     that    we  know 


^"  r  r  r ;  i,-^  p 


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rail. 


^im.  pp  a  tempo 


But  her  home  is        snre  -  ly     there  I  An-gels  fold  their  wings  and  rest,    In    that  £  -  den 
Tho'  the  monks  are      now     at     rest.     An  -  gels  won-der  not  that  man  There  would  fain  pro- 
Smil-ingwin- ter's   frown   a  -  way.    An  -  gels  of t  -  en  paus-ing  there,Doubt  if     £  -  den 
Tinge  the  cloud-wreaths  in       that  sky.  Wings  of   an-gels  so  might  shine,Glanc-ing  back  soft 


pi: 


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Killaraey  139 


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of  the  West,  Beaa-ty's  home,Kil  -  lar 

long  life's  span,  Beau-ty 's  home,Kil  -  lar 

were  more  fair,  Beau-ty's  home,Kil  -  lar 

light  di  -  vine,  Beau-ty's  hoine,Kil  -  lar 


ney, 
ney, 
Bey, 
ney, 


Ey  -  er  fair 

Sv  -  er  fair 

Et  -  er  fair 

Sv  -  er  fair 


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Kil-lar  -  ney. 

Kil-lar  -  ney. 

Kil-lar  -  ney. 

Kil-lar  -  ney. 


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Song  of  the  Fowler 


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From  MozART*s  **  Mag^c  Flute 


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1.  A 

2.  I 


» — 9 — w — w 

fow  -  ler     bold    in       me    yon    see,   A       man    of  mirth  and  min-strtl  -  sy ;  My 
am      a      few  -  ler      bold  and   free,  A       man    of  mirth  and  min-strel  -  sy ;  My 


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name    is 
name    is 


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ev   -    cr 


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in     de-mand,With  old    andyonngthro'-ont    the    land.    I 
in     de-mand,With  old    andyonngthro'-ont    the    land.    A  - 


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1/      b/  b/      i/ 

set     my     trai>s,the     birds  flock  romia    I     whis  -  tie  and    they  know  the  sound,  For 

far    from   men  who  4elTe  with  span^^  Ho  I  mine's  the  rar  -  est      of      all  trades !  For 

■# — # — •    i    .'f'\   T  p — i — r* — f? — 5" — ^ 


^"^      ']/ ^        y U 


1/ 

wealth  my    lot       Td      not     re  -  sign,   For      ev  -  'ry   bird     that    flies     is      mine, 
e'en    the    sweep  of     moun-tain    blast    Bnt   brings  my  birds    all       fly  -  ing     fast. 


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O  Dear!  What  Can  the  Matter  Be? 


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!•  0     dear ! what  can    the   mat  -  ter     be? Dear,  dearlwbat  can     the  mat-ter     be? 
a.  0     dear  I  what  can    the   mat  -  ter     be  ?  Dear,  dear !  what  can     the  mat  -  ter     be  ? 

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0      dear  I  what  can     the    mat-ter      be?John-n7'8     so    long    at    the     fair! 

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He  prom-iaed     to   bring  mt      a    fair-ing     to  please  me.   And  then    for       a 
He  prom-iiod     to   bring  me      a    bas-ket      of      po-sies,     A    gar -land     of 


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kissy    Oh  I     he  vowed    he    woold  tease    me ; 
lil  -   ies,      a       gar  -  land     of       ro   -  ses ; 


He    prom-ised     to    bring  me 
A      lit  -  tie   straw  hat     to 


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bvnch     of      blue      rib  -  bona      To      tie      up     my     bon  -  nie  brown     hair, 
off      the      bine      rib  -  bona    That    tie      up     my     bon  -  nie   brown     hair. 


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Landlord,  Fill  the  Flowing  Bowl 


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X.  Come,land-lord,  fill      the  flow-ing  bowl,  Un  -til       it    doth     ran     o  -   Tor,  Come, 

2.  The  man  that  drinks  good  whia  -  ky  punch^And  goes     to     bed    right  mel  -■  low,   The 

3.  The  man   who  drinks  cold  wa  -  fer    pare,  And  goes     to     bed    quite  so  -   ber,    The 

4.  But    he     who  drinks  jnst  what    he    likes,And    get  -  teth  "half  seas    o   -  rtx,*'  But 

5.  The  pret  -  ty     girl    that  gets     a      kiss,  And  goes    and  'tells    her  moth  -  er.     The 


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land  -  lord,  fill     the  fiow  -  ing    bowl,  Vn  -   til       it     doth      ran      0     -    Ter, 

man  that  drinks  good  whis  -  ky    punch,  And    goes      to      bed  right  mel  -   low, 

man   who  drinks  cold  wa  -  ter      pare.  And    goes      to     bed  quite    so    -    ber, 

he     who  drinks  just  what    he      likes,  And     get  -  teth  "half  seas     0    -    Ter," 

pret  -  ty  girl    that  gets     a       kiss,  And    goes    and    tells  her   moth  -  er, 


For      to -night  we'll  mer  -  ry,  mer-ry    be.     For      to-night  we'll  mer  -  ry,  mer  -  ry    be, 

-  Uto, 

faU, 
dies, 
thing, 

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Lives  as       he  ought  to 

Falls  as      the  leaves  do 

Will  live    on  -  til  he 

Does      a  Ter   -  y  fool    -  ish 


live.     Lives         as      he  ought  to 

fall.     Falls         as     the  leaves  do 

dies,     WiU         live    un  -  til  he 

thing,  Does  a   ver  -  y  fool    -  ish 


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For      to  -  night  we'll   mer  -  ry,  mer  -  ry     be,      To  -  mor  -  row  we'll  be     so 

Lives         as       he     ought  to  live,   And   dies      a      jol  -  ly     fel 

Falls  as     the     leaves         do  fall.     So    rare  -  ly      in  Oc  -  to 

Will         live     an  -  til     he  dies,  per- haps,  And  then    lie   down  in     clo 

Does      a     ver  -  y       fool     -     ish         thing,  And  don't    de  -  serve  an  -  oth 


-  ber. 

-  low. 

-  ber. 

-  ver. 

-  er. 


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*  Tempo  di  nuusurha 


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a.  Oar       hoai    keptmeas 


that   night 
are    with 


in  June, 
iti  oars, 


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on      the  Dan-nbe   riT-er? 
mu  -  sic  rose   in  snatches 


list-en'd  to 
From    peas-ants  danc 


a    Land-ler  tune,    We 
ins    on     the  shore,  With 


watch'd   the  moonbeams  qnlT-er. 
boist'  -  rotts  songs  and  catch -es. 


I     oft   since  then  have  watch'd  the  moon,    But 
I    know  not  why       that  Land-ler   rang  Through 


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night  in  Jane,     Up  -  on       the  Dan  -  nbe  riv  -  er, 
songs  they  sang     Up  -  on       the  Dan  -  nbe  riT  -  er, 


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night     in  June,     Up  -  on 
songs  they  sang     Up  -  on 


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The  Dan  -  nbe  riT  -  er, 
the  Dan  -  nbe  riT  -  er, 


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Can      I 


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night   in  Jnne, 
songs  they  sang 


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Up  -  on     the  Dan 
Up  -  on     the  Dan 


nbe   riT  -  er, 
nbe  riv  -  er, 


Can     I      for  -  get 
Can     I      for  -  get 


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night  in    .Tnnoy     Up -on      thoDan-nbe  rir-er. 

songs  they  sang     U^p-iOmiL )  on      the 


Dan-  nbe  riT-  er. 


144 


Sing,  Smile,  Slumber 

(Canti,  Ridi,  Dormi) 


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I.  When  at  twi 

a.  When  the  smile 

3.     In    the  si 

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light   so    soft  -  ly     thy   Toice  breaks   in  -  to  song, 

on    thy    lip  chas  -es    doubt    far   from    my  breast, 

lence  of   night  when  mine  eye     vig  -  il     doth  keep, 

t€s     ber  -   ci  '    e       Le      soir       en  -   tre      mes  bras. 


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Can'stthott  tell  .    .     the  sweet  mem- 'ries   of      old    that  round  me      throng, 

All     my  gloom  .      is     dis-pelled  and  for 

And    thy  lips .    .  murrmur  soft  -  ly     of 

En  -  tends  tu     .     .  ma    pen  -  sS    -    e    Qui 


ev  -  er  in    light   I 

rest. 

love,  e'en    in     thy 

sleep, 

ie          ri  -  pond  tout 

bas. 

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All  the  dear  bap  -  py  days  then  tetani  to  me.hallowed  by  thee. 

In  thy  sweet  smile  confldin{,'tis  in  -  nocence  on-ly  I     see.  . 

Ah  1  the  sif  ht  of   thy  bean-ty  my  sonl  with  rapture  doth  fill. . 

Ton  daux chant  me  rap  -pel  -    le  let     plus  beaux de  mes  jours; 


.ores.  1        .    p 


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Ah! 
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sing,  ah  I  sing  for  -  st 
smile,ahl  smile  for -ev 
slum-ber    on,    my   fair 

/«,  cAan  -  tes,     ma    be/ 


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er,  then  sing,ah  I  sing     to    me,  Then  sing,  ah  1  sing  for  - 

er,thensmile,ahl  smile  on    me.  Then  smile,        ahlsmilefor* 

one,  ahl  slumber,  slum-ber  still,  Then  slum    -     ber,  fair  one, 

le,  chanteg^  chan  -  tez       tou- jours,  chan- tez,  chan-tez,   ma 

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Sing,  Smile,  Slumber 


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er-erySing  still  to      me.  Ahl       sing      for    -    ey-er,    still       sing  to 

ey-er,8mile  still  on     me.  Ah!  .    smile    for    -    ev-er,    still       smile        oo 

slum-ber,8liim-ber   still/  Then     (Omit).    .    •    . •    , 

M'UiChan  -tet     tou  -jours^  chan    •  tez,         ma         bel4ey      chan  -    tn  t6u      •      jourSm 


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Good-night 

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z.   Good  -  night,      U  -  dies  I 

2.  Fare  -  well,        la  -  dies  1 

3.  Sweet  dreams,    la  -  dies ! 


good  -  nighty 
fare  -  well,, 
sweet  dreams, 


U  -  dies ! 
la  •  dies  I 
U  -  dies  I 


Good  -  night, 

Fare  -  well. 

Sweet  dreams. 


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Allegro 


I  i-    -T    J.     f  I  >J     I  i-    .^  -T    >^  1    i   -r- 


la  -  dies  I      We're  going   to  leave  you      now. 


Mer  -  ri  -  I7    we  roll    a  -  long, 


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Bepeatpp 


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WWW'-  "  •-"'  w         w  w^  w-  ^  ^  ^  ^ 

roll   a  -  long,  roll    a  -  long,    Her  -  ri  - 17     we  roll    a  -  long.    O'er    the  dark  bine  sea. 


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146 


The  Last  Rose  of  Summer 


English  Air 


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z.  'Tis  the  last  Rose  of  Sam  -  mtr  left  bloom  -  ing  ;a  -  lone.  All  her 
a.  I'll  not  leave  thee,  thou  lone  one,  to  pine  on  the  stem;  Since  the 
3.     So  soon       may      I  fol  -  low,       when    friend -ships    de  -  cay.   And  from 


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loTe-ly       cqp- pan-ions  are      fa     -       ded  and  gone.    No    flow'rof   her    kin-dred,  no 
lOTe-ly       are  sleep-ing,  go       sleep       thon  with  them ;  Thos  kind-ly   I       scat-ter   thy 
lOTe's  shin  -  ing    cir  -  cle,  the      gems       drop    a  -  way !  When  tme  hearts  lie   withered,  and 


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rose -bad  is  nigh    . 

leaves  o'er  the  bed ,    . 

fond  ones  are  flown, 


01  who  would  in  -    hab    -  it    this     bleak   world 


.    .  To   re-flect   back     her     blush  -  es,     or        give  .   .  sigh  for  sigh. 
.  Where  thy  mates  of      the       gar -den     lie       scent    -    less  and  dead. 


lone? 


No,  Never,  No 

Written  from  memory  by  Edna  Dean  Procfor 


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They     sat     by 

"I'U      giT9  him 

"  0       did     ye 

"  It        if     but 

Pre  -  pare    ye, 


the    fire -aide,    hia    fair  daagh-tera  three,  They  talked  of  their 

thia  Test    aU       of     aat  -  in       so     fine;"  ''And    I'U     be  his 
not  hear     it?  "the    ais-ters      de- clare/'There'ssure-ly        a 

the  tern -peat   that    ra  -  gea      ao    atrottg;The     gale  will  it- 

fair  maid-ena,   pre- pare    ye       to     weep!  Your      fa-  ther  lies 


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fa  -  ther  who  aail'd  on     the    sea :  ''  Oh !  when  he  cornea  back,   we  will    all   lOTe  him 
car-Ter  when  he  aita     to    dine ;" ''And  Pll  climb  hia    knee    and  auch  kias-es      be - 
apir-it     thattalkain     the    air;     Andwheth-er      we  apeak  eith-er    lond-ly      or 
aelfwaft  oar    fa -ther     a  -  long;    Go    look  at     the    Tane    and  aee   how  the  winda 
cold  in     the  dark-roll  -  ing    deep ;  Look    not  at     the    Tane    nor  aak  how  the  winds 


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SO,  .      . 

ato-y  . 
low,  . 
blow : . 
blow , . 


.    He   noT-er    a- gain  to  the  aalt  aea  ahall  go.        No  I 

.    He   neT-er    a- gain  to  the  aalt  aea  ahall  go.       Nol 

It    an-swers  in    accenta  all  moamful  and  slow,  '  No  I 

.  He'll  bring  as  gay  things  for  he  promised  ns   so. ' '   "  No ! 

Hia  ghoat  in  the  atorm  whiapers  moamful  and  slow: "  No  1 


noT-er, 
ttOT-er, 
nev  -  er, 
ney  -  er, 
neT-er, 


no!" 
no!" 
no ! ' " 
nol" 
no!" 


148 


Allegro  mf 


Jingle,  Bells 


X.     Dash  -  ing   thro'  the    snow, 

2.  A  day       or    two      a  -  go 

3.  Now     the  ground  ii    white; 


In      a    one  -  horse    0  -  pen  aleigh ; 
I        thought  I'd    take     a     ride, 

Go      it    while  yon're  yonng ; 


And 


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O'er  the  fields  we   go.  Laughing  all  the  way;  '    "   Bells  on  bob-tail  ring 

soon  Hiss  Fan -nie  Bright      Was  seat-ed  by  my  side.  The  horse  was  lean  and  lank;  Ills- 

Take  the  girls   to-night,        And  sing  this  sleighing  song.  Just  get  a  bob-tail'd  bay,     Two- 


Mak-ingspir- its  bright;    What  fun  it    is    to  ride  and  sing  A  sleighing  song  to-night  I 
for-tnneseem'dhislot;         He    got  in -to    a  drift-ed  bank,  And  we,  we  got  up-eot. 
for  -  ty   for   his  speed ;    Then  hitch  him  to  an    o-pen  sleigh,And  crackl  you'll  take  the  lead. 


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Jin-gle,  bells  I  Jin-gle,bells!  Jin-gle  all    the  way  I Oh  I  what  fun  it  is    to  ride  In  a 


*  Accompanied  by  iingling  g  1 


Jingle,  Bells 


149 


one-horse  0  -  pen    sleigh  I  Jin-gle,bell8 1   jin-gle,bells  I    Jin-gle  all    the  way  I 


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Gaily  the  Troubadour 


Thomas  Haynes  Bayley 


I .  Gai  -  ly  the  Tron-ba-donr  tooch'd  his  goi-tar,When  he  was  hast-en-ing  home  from  the  war ; 
a.  She  for  the  Troo-ba-donr  hope-less-  ly  wept;  Sad  -  ly  she  tho't  of  him  when  others  slept ; 
3.  HarkI  'twas  the  Tronbadonr  breathing  her  name;  Un  *-  der  the  bat  -  tlement  soft  -  ly  he  came ; 


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Sing-ing/'From  Pal-es-tine,hith-er  I  come ;  La  -  dy  loTe,  la  -  dy  love,  wel-come  me  home." 
Sing-ing/'In search  of  thee  would  I  might  roam;  Tronbadonr»Troabadour,come  to  thy  home." 
Sing-ing,''From  Pal-es-tinSyhith-er    I  come ;  La  -  dy  Ioto,  la  -  dy  love,  wel-come  me  home." 


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150 


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Birds  in  the  Night 

Lionel  H.  Lewin 

Andante^  ma  non  troppo  lento 


Arthur  S.  Sullivan 


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z.  Birds      in    the    night    that       soft    -    ly  call, 

2.  Life      may  be     sad        for        as  that       wake, 


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Winds      io    the  night  that    strange  -  ly       sigh, 
Sleep,     lit  -  tie  bird,    and      dream     not     why. 


Come      to    me,    help       me, 
Soon       is    the    sleep      but 


one*^     and       all.  And    marmnr,mQr-mor,mar-mnr,mttr-mttr   ba  by's 

God       can      break,     When  an  -  gels      whis-per,whis-per,  an  -  gels   whis      -       per 


Birds  in  the  Night 


161 


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While  the   honrs    run, 


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Fair    may  the  day       be.       When  night  ia   done, 


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Lttl-la-by     ba  -   by,  While  the  hours  run 


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Kingdom  Coming 


Words  and  music  by  Henry  C.  Work 


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z.  Say,  dar  -  keys,  hab  yoo    seen  de    mas- M,Wid  de  nmff-stasli  on     his 

fl.    He  fix     loot    one  way,  two  foot   tud-der,An'  he  weigh  tree  hun-  dred 

3.  De  dar-keya  feel  to     lone-oome  lib-ing  In   de   log-hooee   on      de 

4.  De  0  -  ber  -  seer  he     made  as    troa-ble,An'  he  dribe  ns    round    a 


face,    Go 
pound.  Hit 
lawn,  Dey 
•pell ;  We 


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coat  80 

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road    eome  time   dis    morn- in'.  Like  he  gwine  to      leab  de  place?     He 

big,    he    couldn'tpay  detail -or.  An'   it  won't    go     half  way  round.     He 

tings  to       mas  -  sa's    par -lor  For  to  keep     it     while  he's  gone.    Dar's 

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spec      he       try       an'       fool        dem  Yan-keesFor   to  tink   he'i    con 

spoM  dey'll    all         be       con    -    fis     -  ca  -  ted  When  de  Lin  -  kum   so   - 

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The  Blue  Juniata 


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a.  Gay  wa*    the  moun-taia  aong  Of     bright  Al  -  fa  -  ra  -  ta, 

3,  Bold    is      my  war-rior   good,TheloT«  9t   Al  -  fa  -  ra  -  ta, 

4.  So   aang    the     la  -  dian     girl,        BMght  Al  -  fa  •  ra  -  ta, 


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Where  sweep  the 
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wa  -  ters     Of     the      blue      Ju  -  ni  -  a  -  ta. 

snow  -  y   plnme   A  -  long  the  Jn  -  ni  -  a  -  ta. 

wa  -  ters     Of     the      bine     Jn  -  ni  -  a  -  ta. 


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Strong  and  true   my    ar-rows    are 
Soft  and  low    he  speaks  to    me,  And 
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In     my  paint-ed  qulT  -  er,  Swift  goes  my  light  ca  -  noe  A-down  the  ra  -  pid  riv  -  er. 

then  his  war-  cry  sounding,  Rings  his  yoice  in  thun-der  loud  From  height  to  height  resounding. 

Yoice  of   Al  -  fa  -  ra  -  ta,  Still  sweepsthe  rir  -er    on          Blue     Ju  -  ni  -  a  -  ta. 


Dutch  National  Song 


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way  with  him  who    ey  -  er  can  His   Prince  or  land  for-  get ;  A    hn  -  man  heart  glow'd 


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a.     The  form*     I  cali'd    my      own      Bare  van  -  ish'd    on*        by     one;  The 

3.  And   once    when  near  •  ly    drown'd,  The  no   -   Ue    heart  -    ed   honnd,  From 

4.  When  thoughts  re  •  call      the     ^ast,      His  eyes      are      on        me    cast,        I 


brings  me  a  dream  of  a  once  hap -py  day;  Of  yonth-fnl  forms  Pre  seen,  Up - 
lOY'd   ones,    the  dear    ones  hare  all    pass'd  a  -  way ;  Their  hap-py  smiles  haTe  flown,Their 

death's  0  -  pen  jaws  snatch'd  his  mas  -  ter  a  -  way ;  And  bore  me  safe  to  shorSi Where  I 
know    that   he  feels  what  my  poor  heart  would  say ;  Al-thongh  he  can  -  not  speak,I  should 


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gen  -  tie  yoi  -  ces    gone,       I're  noth  -  ing  left     but  old  dog  Tray, 

ney  •  er,  ney  -  er    more  Shall haviB bet- ter  friends  than  old  dog  Tray, 

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I.  My  conn-try !  'tis     of  thee,Sweet  land  of    lib  -  er  -  ty !   Of  thee    I  sing ;  Land  where  my 

a.  My   na  -  tire  oonn-tryl  thee,  Land  of     the  no  -  ble  free,Thy  name  I  lore ;     I    loye  thy 

3.  Oar  Fa-ther's  God  I  tothee,    An-thor    of    lib  -  er-tyl   To  thee  we  sing ;  Long  may  onr 

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fa-  there  died,Land  of  the  pil-grim's  pride,From  ey  -  'ry  monn-tain  side  Let  free-  dom  ring, 
rocks  and  rills,Thy  woods  and  templed  hills,My  heart  with  rap-tore  thrill8,Like  that  a  -  bove. 
land    be  bright, With  freedom's  ho-  ly  Ught,Pro-  tect    as     by  Thy  might,Great  God,oar  King. 


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Dearest  Mae 


Francis  Lynch 


L.  H.  V.  C&osBY 


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cot  -  tage     ob       my     dear  -  est     Mae,       I        lob'd      so    much     to  see.  .  .  . 

eyes     dey  spar  -  kle     like     de     stars,   and  her  lips      as      red       as  beet.  •  . 


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though  I      said     Good-bye,   8weetheart,good  -  bye, 


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Heaven  is  My  Home 


T.  R.  Taylor 


A.  S.  Sullivan 


X.    I'm  but  a  8tran-gerhere,HeaT'n  is  myhome;Earthi8    a    des-ert  drear ,HeaT'n  is  my  home. 

2.  What  tho' the  tempest  rage,Heay'n  is  my  home;  Short  is  my  pil-grimage,  Heay'n  is  my  home. 

3.  There  at  my  Sarioar's  side,HeaT'n  is  my  home ;  I    shall  be   glo  -  ri  -  fled,  Heay'n  is  my  home. 


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Dan-  ger  and  sorrow  stand  Round  meoner'ry  hand,HeaT'nismy  father-land,HeaT'n  is  my  home. 

Time's  cold  and  wintry  blast  Soon  will  be  o-yer-past,I  shall  reach  home  at  last,Heay 'n  is  my  home. 

There  are  the  good  and  blest,Those  I  loy 'd  mostand  best,There,too,I  soon  shall  rest,Heay'n  is  my  home. 


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My  Old  Kentucky  Home 


S   C.  Foster 


(  Th«  sun  shines  bright  in  the  old  Ken-tnck-y  home, 'Tis  sam-mer,  the  dark-ies   are  gay: 

\  The  young  folks  roll  on  the    lit -tie  cab -in  floor.    All  mer-ry,  all   hap-py  and  bright; 

(  They  hunt  no  more  for  the   pos-«umandthe  ooon,Onthe  mead-ow,the  hill  and  the  shore; 

'*  (  The  day  goes  by  like  a     shad-ow  o'er  the  heart,  With  sor -row  where  all  was  de- light; 

(  The  head  must  bow  and  the  back  will  have  to  bend,  Wher  -  ey  -  er   the   dark-ey  may  go ; 

^l     A   fow  more  days  for  to  tote  thewea-ry  load— No   mat-ter/twillner-er   be   light; 

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The  corn-top's  ripe  and  the  meadow's  in   the  bloom, While  the  birds  make  music  all  the  day. 

By'm-by  hard  times  comes  a-knock-ing   at   thedoor,Thenmy  (^>^ot// ) 

They  sing  no  more  by  the  glim-mer  of  themoon,On  the  bench  by  the  old  cab -in  door. 
The  time  has  come  when  the  dark-ies  haye  to  part, Then  my  (C^m/V ) 

A     fow  more  days,and  the  trou-ble  all  will  end.  In     the  field  where  the  sugar-canes  grow; 

A     fow  more  days  till  we    tot-ter  on   the  road,Then  my  ((?»// ) 


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Marching  Along 


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March  movement 


William  B.  Bradbury 


z.  The   ar  -  my     is  gath  - 'ring  from  near  and  from  far.    The  trum-pet     is  sound -ing  the 

a.  The  foe  is      be-fore       us    in    bat  -  tie     ar-ray,    But    let      us     not  wa  -  rer,   or 

3.  Our  wiyes  and  our  chil  -  dren  we  leaye     in   your  care,   We   feel    you  will  help   them  their 

4.  We  sigh  for   our  coun  -  try,  we  mourn  for    our  dead,  For  them  now  our  last    drop   of 

5.  The  flag  of   our  coun  -  try     is    float  -  ing    on  high,  We'll  stand  by  that  flag     till    we 


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the  way;  The  Lord       is  our  strength,and  the     Un  -  ion's  our  song.  With 

to  bear;    'Tis  hard     thus  to  part,    but     we    hope  'twont  be  long,    We'll 

will  shed ;  Our  cause       is  the  right   one — our    foe's       in     the  wrong.  Then 

or   die;     Mc-  Clel  -  lan's  our  lead  -  er,    he's    gal  -  lant   and  strong,  We'll 


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cour-ageand  faith    we  are  march-ing  a-long. 

up  our  hearts  as  we're  march-ing  a-long. 

-  ly  we'll  sing   as  we're  march-ing  a-long. 

on  our  ar-  mor  and  be  march-ing  a-long. 


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Carry  Me  Back  to  Old  Virginny 


Moderato 


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I.  Car-ry  me(>ackto  old  Vir-ginny,  There's  where  tJie  cotton  and  the  com  and  tatoes  grow, 
a.  Car-ry  mebaekto  old  Vir-ginny,    There   let     me  liye     till  I    wither  and  de- cay, 


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heart  am  long'dto  go,     There's  where   I    la -bored  so       hard   for    old  Mas -sa, 
life  will  pass    a -way.      Mas  -  sa     and  Mis -sis     have   long  gone  be -fore  me. 


Day    af  -  ter  day    in     the   field  of     yel- low  corn, 
Soon  we   will  meet  on   that  bright  and  gold -en  shore, 


No    place  on  earth  do     I 
There  we'll  be  hap  -  py    and 


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Carry  Me  Back  to  Old  Virginny 


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ritard. 


lOYd  more  sin-cere -ly         Than   old    Vir-g;in-tty,     the    state  where  I    was  bom. 
free   from  all  sor-row,  There's  where  we'U  meet  and    we'll  ney-  er    part    no  more. 


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166 


Dixie 


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Dan  Emmet 


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I,  I  wish  I  WAS  in  deland  ob  cot -ton,  Old  times  dar  am  not  for -got -ten,  Look  a - 
a.  Old  Mi8-8U8  mar -ry  ''Will  de  Wea-ber/'Willinm was  a  gay  de-ceab-er;  Looka - 
3.  His    face  was   sharp  as   a  butcher's  clea-ber,    But  dat  did     not  seem   to  greab 'er ;  Look  a - 


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smiled  as    fierce  as  a     for  -  ty-pounder,Look  a-way!  Look  a  -  way  I  Look  a-way  I      Dixie  Land. 

died  for  a  man     dat  broke  her  heart,Looka-wayl  Look  a- way  1  Look  a-way  1      Dixie  Land. 


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An  all  de  gals  dat  want  to  kiss  na ; 

Look  away  I  etc. 
Bnt  if  yon  want  to  drive  ^way  sorrow, 
Come  and  hear  dis  song  to-morrow. 

Look  away !  etc. 
Clio.    Den  I  wish  I  was  in  Dizie,  etc. 


5  Dar's  buckwheat  cakes  an'  Ingun'  batter. 
Makes  jron  fat  or  a  little  fatter ; 

Look  away  I  etc. 
Den  hoe  it  down  and  scratch  jronr  grabble. 
To  Dizie's  land  I'm  bound  to  trabble, 

Look  away  1  etc. 
Cho.    Den  I  wish  I  was  in  Diziei  ete. 


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X.  All  for-ward  1  All  for-  ward  1 
a.  All  for-ward  I  All  for- ward  I 
3.  All  for-ward  I  All  for-ward  1 


All  for-ward  to  bat-tlelThetrampetsare 
All  for-ward  for  Freedom!  In  ter  •  ri  -  ble 
All  forward  to  conqaerl  Where  free  hearts  ar« 


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cry  -  ing,  All  for  -  ward  1  All 
splen  -  dor  She  comes  to  the 
beat  •  ing,        Death    to     the 


for -ward  1  Oar  old    flag    is 
I07  -  al    who  die      to     de  - 
cow -ard  who  dreams  of     re- 


fly  -  ing.When  lib  -  er  -  ty 
fend  her ;  Her  stars    and  her 
treat-ingi         Lib  -  er  -  ty 


calls    ns  we  lin-ger   do  Ion  -ger;       Reb  -  els,come  on  1  tho'   a  thou- sand  to    one  I 
stripes  o'er  the  wild  ware  of  bat  -  tie  Shall  float  in   the   heavens   to    wel-comens     on.     All 
calls   tts  from  monntain  and  val- ley;        WaT-ing  her   ban -ner,  she  leads  to  the  fight. 


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Lib  -  er  -  ty  1    Lib  -  er  -  ty  1  death-less  and     glo  -  rions,       Un  -  der   thy  ban  -  ner  thy 


for -ward!  to     glo  -  ry,thongh  life-blood  is 
For-  ward  I  all  for  -  ward  I  the  trum  -pets  are 


pouring,  Where  bright  swords  are  flaahing,and 
cry  -  ing  ;  The  drum  beats  to  arms,  our  old 


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can  •  ons  are  roar  -  ing.  Wei  -come  to  death  in  the  bul  •  let's  quick  rat  •  tie, 
flag,     it     is     fly  •  ing;    Stout  hearts  and  strong  hands  a  -  round    it   shall   ral  -  ly, 


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169 


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God      shall  go      with       us,    and      bat   -  tie  be  won.     Hnr  -  rah  for      the 

Fight  -  ing  or       fall   -   ing   shall    free  -  dom  be  won.     Hnr  -  rah  for      the 

For  -  ward  to       bat    -  tie,     for     God       and  the  Sight  I    Hnr  -  rah  for     the 

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Joy  to  the  World 


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to      the   world  1    the     Lord      is      come ;    Let    earth      re  -  ceive      her  King ; 
to      the   world  I   tho     Say  -  ionr  reigns;  Let     men     their  songs     em- ploy; 
3.  'He     rules   the   world    with   truth    and    grace.  And  makes    the      na  -  tions  prove ' 

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While    fields    and       floods,  rocks,     hills     and       plains,    Se  -  peat    the  sound  -  ing 
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And  heay'n  and  na  -  ture  sing. 
Re -peat  the  sonnd-ing  joy, 
And  won-ders  of     His  love. 


And  neav'n,and  heav'n and  na- ture   sing. 
Re  -  peat,     re  -  peat    thesound-ing    joy. 
And  won  -  ders,  won  -  ders  of    His    love. 


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peat  the  MmadtBS  Joy, 
woa-den  of  Hit    im. 


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And   beav'n  and  nature    sini;, 

Re  -  peat  the  sounding  Joy, 

And    won-ders  of  Hit     lOTe. 


170 


M.  S.  B.  Shindlek. 
AlUgrtUo  con  amour 


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a.  There  the  sttn-beams  are  ev-er  shin-ing, 
3.    Of   that    coun-try         to  which  I'm  go  -  ing. 


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I  am  long-ing,  I    am  long-ing  for  the 
My  Re-  deem-er,  my  Re-doem-er  ia  the 


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There  the     tun  -  beams 
Of  that    conn  -  try 


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long-ing,  I  am  long-ing  for  the  sight  I 
deem-er,  my   Re-deem- er    is    the  light; 


Do    not   de-tain    me,        for     I    am 
With -in     a   conn -try,       unknown  and 
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go  -  lag 
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To  where  the  stream-lets 
I  have  been  wandering, 
Nor  an  -  y     sin     there. 


are  er  -  er     flow  -  ing. 
for -lorn  and    wea  -    ry. 
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I.  Sleep,my  heart's  darling,  in    slnmber  re  -  pose ;    Let  the  fair  lids  o'er  those  blae  eyes  now  close ; 

llow,dear-est    ba  -  by,   is  mom's  golden  time ;  Not  thus  thon'lt  slnmber  in   life's  U  -  ter  prime ; 

An  -  gels  from  heav-en,   as    love-ly  as  thon.  Watch  o'er  thy  cra-dle    and  smile  on  thee  now; 
4.  81eep,my  heart's  darling,straight  cometh  the  night;  Mother  doth  watch  by  thy  bed  with  de  -  light ; 


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All     is     as  peaoe-fnl  and  still  as    the  tomb,  Nor  shall  the  gnats  wake  thee  with  their  low  hnm. 
8or  -  row  and  care  then  will  watch  by  thy  bed,Ne'er  more  sweet  peace  will  there  pillow  thy  head. 
An  -  gels  will  tend  thee  in  life's  la  •  ter  years;  Then  they  will  come  to  dry  manhood's  sad  tears. 
Tho'  it      be  ear- ly,  or   late  it  maybe.    Mother's  love  slumbers  not,  watch-ing  o'er  thee. 

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Oh!   Susanna 


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had     a   dream  de      od  -  der   night  When  eb  -  'ry     ting  was  still,  I 

soon  will     be      in  New     Or -leans.   And  den    I'll     look  all  round.  And 


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Su  -  san   -  na     A    -     -    com  -  ing    down     de       hill ; 
Su  -  san  -  na,      I       will   fall      up    -  on       de     ground. 


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Sn  -  san-  na 
Sn  -  san-  na 
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I.     I  come  to     town     de  nd  -  der 

a.  Old  Dan  he     went  down  to        de 

3.  Ole  Dan  and       I  we  did      fall 

4.  Ole  Dan  be  -  {an  in  ear   •   I7 

5.  And  now  Ole     Dan       is  a      gone 


nighty     I  hear      de  noiae     an 

mill.  To      get     some  meal      to 

ont  And  what    yon  tink       it 

life  To  play      de  ban  -   jo 

snck-er  And  neb  -  ber  can       go 


saw  de  flsht,     De 

put  in    the  swill;  The 

was  a       -  bout?     He 

and  de  fife;       He 

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watch -man  was     a  run 

mil-ler    he  swore  by    the  point 

tread  on  my  com ;   I    kick  him 

play      de  nig  -   gers       all 

Dan      he  has      had       his 


nin      ronn,  Cry  -  in 
of   his  knife      He 
on  the  shin       And 
to        sleep      An 
last      ride     And  do 


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X.  A -dien! 'tis  love's  last    greet-lng.   The  part-ing  hour     is    come!  And  fast    thy  soul     is 
a.  A-dieul  go  thou    be  -  fore    me.    To  join  the  ser  -  aph  throng!  A     se  -  cretse^  comes 

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pain!  On  earth  we  part  in   sor-row,To  meet  in  bliss   a -gain!  A-  meet  in  bliss  a -gain! 


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The  Kerry  Dance 

;S:  Vtvaee  (  Bepeai  first  eight  measures  after  stanzas  I,  2  and  4  ) 


J.  L.  MoixoT 


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a.  Was  there  er  -  er  a  sweet  -  er  col  -  leen  In  the  dance  than  £i  -  ly  More  I 
4.  Lot  -  ing  voi  -  ces  of     old      oom-pan  -  ions^Steal  -  ing   out     of  the  past  once  more. 


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Angelic  Songs  are  Swelling 


Rev.  F.  W.  Fabbr 


J.  M.  Armstrong,  smr. 


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3.  Far,      far       a -way,       like  bells  at  eve -ning  peal -ing.    The    Toice  of     Je  -  sns 

4.  Rest  comes    at  length;   tho'  life    belong    and  drear -7,      The     day  must  dawn,  and 

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sounds  o'er  land  and  sea;  . 
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And,through  the  dark,    its     ech-oes  sweet- ly  ring -ing, 

And     la  -  den  souls     by  thousands  meek- ly  steal  -ing. 

All    Jour -neys  end       in     wel-come  to     thewea-ry, 

Till  morn-ing's  Joy     shall  end  the  night  of  weep-  ing, 


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gos-pel  leads    us   home, 
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home,  will  come     at    last, 
break    in  cloud  -  less  sky. 


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Fitch  in  ^  when  possible  ***^®  ^®*^*® 


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The  Enchanted  Isle 


Allegro  con  Mo 


From  VsRors  "  Hernani** 


I.  The  morn 
a.  The     air 


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is    fair,   our    hearts  are  light,  And  mn  -  eic  eings  her  aweet-est   lay ;  The 
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Bernard  Covert 


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a.  Warm  -  ly  shone  the     snn  -  set  glowing ;  Sweet  -  ly  breath'd  the  young  flow'rs  blowing ; 

3.  Cur  -  few  bells   ro  -  mote-ly  ring-ing     Min  -  gledwith  that  sweet  yoice  sing  -  ing, 

4.  How   could  I       but    list,    and  lin  -  ger.      To      the  song,  and   near     the  sing  -  er, 


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Sang     a     lone-  ly  maid  -  en,      sit -ting      Un  -  der-neath 

Barth    with  beau  -  ty  0  -   yer  -  flow-  ing,Seemed  the    home 

And      the   last    red  ray  seemed  cling-ing,     Lin  -  gering  -  ly 

Sweet  -  ly   woo  -  ing  Heav'n  to     bring  her       Ja  -  mie    from 

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of    love      to     be. 
to  tower     and  tree; 
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And  while  yet     her    lips 


— 1 — J>  X' 

be  -  fore  us,     And       the  yes  -  per   stars  shone  o'er   us, 
as-cend-ing,  With      the  scene  and    sea-  son  blend-ing, 
and  near -er,     Fin    -    er   rose   the   notes  and   clear- er  I 
did  name  me,  Forth       Isprang,my  heart   o'er -came  me; 
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Fit    -   ful   rose    her     ten  -  der     cho  -  rus,  "  Ja-mie's 

Ey    -     er    had    the    same  low    end  -  ing,  "  Ja-mie's 

Oh  I    'twas  Heayen  it  -  self    to     hear    her,  "  Ja-mie's 

"Grieye     no  more,  loye,     I       am     Ja-  mie.  Home  re 


on  the  storm  -  y    sea.'' 

on  the  storm  -  y    sea." 

on  the  storm  -  y    sea  1" 

turned  to     loye    and  thee. " 


190 


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Too        beau  -   ti   -    ful  .  .  .  .      to    last,      too      bean  -  ti  - 


can  no    com    -     fort  bring, 
ful,  too  bean-ti-  ful  to  last. 


those        ez     -      ci    -     ting 
long        de     -    part    -    ed 


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in  San  Pranciaco,  followed  by  tiiumphs  in  London  nnd  Euro- 

flute-like  qualities  of  her  voice  are  the  marvel  of  audiences. 

■Bonnie  Dundee"— Heart  Son([s. 


JESSIE  BARTLETT  DAVIS 
ho  wu  moit  B'dcccuful  aa  Alui-a- 
ber  in  the  rnle.)     Shi  wu  bora 
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light   -    house  tow'r    And  they  trimm'd     the  lamps  as      the       sun      went  down;   They 
shin     -     ing  sands,        In  the  morn    -    ing  gleam  as      the       tide     went  down,  And  the 


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look'd   at     the  squall,and  they  look'd   at  the  show'r,  And  the  night-rack  came  roll  -  ing    up 
wo -men   are    weep-ing  and  wring -ing  their  hands  For   those  who  will  nev  -  er   come 


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back    to     the  town;     For     men       mnst  work,       and     wo -men  must  weep,    And  the 


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storms       be    sud-^en,and      wa     -     ters  deep,   And    the     har    -     bor       bar  .  .      be 

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The  Tar's  Farewell 


Mkterato  eon  ertergia 


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I.  Rocked   in     the  era -die    of    the    deep, .    •    •     I     lay  me    down  ...    in  peace  to 
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I  Would  That  My  Love 


From  the  German  of  H.  Hkink 

AttegreUo  eon  moto 
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a.  Close   thy  wea  -  ry   eye ;  Wiiid  doth  nis  -  tie    by ;  Hare  doth     lift    a     list-  'ning  ear, 
3.  Sleep,  till  morn   a-  rise      In     yon  as  -  ore  skies;  Watch-dog    now  hath  ceased  to  bark; 


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How  the   neighbor's  dog  doth  call :  He   hath  bit  -  ten  some  one  stray-  ing,That's  the  cause  of 

As     the   hun-ter's  foot  draws  near;Coat    of  green  is   hun  -  ter  wear- ing  But   the  hare    is 

Beg  -  gar  hides  where  all  is  dark ;  Lit  -  tie  dove  her  young  is    tend-  ing  Where  no  hun  -ter's 


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lit  -  tie     car  -  ing ;  Hun  -  ter  can  -  not  come   him  nigh.  Close  thy    wea  -  ry    eye. 

foot    is    wend-ing ; Hare     is    hid     in  ver  -dure  deep.  Sleep, my    dar-ling,8leep. 


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Bunker  Hill 

Sung  at  the  Dedication  of  Bunker  Hill  Monument^  June  77, 1B43 
JAMKS  B.  Taylor  Henry  L.  Tuckkrman 


i.Lone-ly   and  still  was  the  wood  and    hill,  And  the  waves  be  -  low   yet    slumbered. The 
3.  The    he-roes  tho't  as  they  braTe-lywroughtyTheir   ooun-try's   al  -  tar     rear-ing,  Of   a 

3.  Then  wav'd  the  sword,then  blood  was  pour'd,Op    -    pres-sion's  host  dis  -  may  -  ing.  Death 

4.  Once  more  the  skies  with    sum-mer  dyes,  A    -     bove   the  fields  are    bend -ing,  And  the 

5.  To  -  day   a  throng  with     fes  -  tal    song,  The       sa  -  cred  mount  o'er  -  flow  -  ing,  Have 


breez-es  light    of     a    sum-mer  night  All  the  dew- y       hours  nnm  -  bered.  The 

no  -  ble  land    by  Tal  -  or's   hand  Hade     free    and  home  en  -  dear  -  ing.    In 

rent    the  air     and  the  can -none' glare  O'er     Free-dom's  birth  were  play  -  ing.   And 

wa  -  ters  still    be    -     neath  the     hill    Their    crys  -  tal  waves  are  blend  -  ing.   But 

gath-ered  there  with      pomp  and  prayer,All      hearts  with  rap-tnre  {(low -ing.  On  the 

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firm    ar  -  ray       when  broke  the    day,      The      dead  -  ly  charge  they  wait  -  ed.  And 

that  green  height,with  the  eye  -  ning  light      Its       crim-son  turf  o'er-  shad  -  ing,  Had 

Peace    di  -  Tine       a    -    round  the  shrine.  Her     bound-less  har-yest    wear  -  ing.  Bids 

go  -   ry     bed       of  the  mar -tyred dead.     Its      shade  ma  -  jes  -  tic      sleep  -  ing.  Stands 


Bunker  HiU 


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low     and   clear  to  the  yeo- man's  ear  Ashewatch'dthe   ear   -  ly       dawn-ing. 

aide     by      aide  in         ai  -  lent  pride  With  akill    their  prow  -  esa       mat  -  ed. 

ho  -  ly    grown  aa       Free^om'a  throne  Like  her  star -ry     crown   nn    -    fad  -  ing. 

118      pro -claim  to    a  death- leaa   fame,  Our      fa  -  there' match-less       dar  -ing. 

Free  -  dom'a  pile  in        glo  -  ry'a  smile,  B    -    ter  -  nal     yig    -  il        keep  -  ing. 


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a.  What  tho'  the   spi-cy   breea-es    Blow  soft  o'er  Cey-lon's  isle;  Though  ey-'ry  proa-pect 
3.  WaftyWafty  ye  windSfhis  sto  -  ry,    And  you,  ye    wa-ters,  roll,      Till,  like   a    aea    of 


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ma-nya  palm-y     plain,  They  call    us    to     de  -  liy  -  er  Their  land  from  er  -  ror's  chain. 

gifta  of     God  are  strown;The  hea-then,in    his    blind-ness,Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone  t 

Lamb  for    sin-ners   slain.    Re  -  deem-er,  King,Cre  -  a  -  tor.  In    bliss  re -turns  to    reign  I 


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l^a^i  / ;  J"/  I  /■  I  ^  ;  f-f-^-fM-is  !•  j'  r^ 


X.  Toong    Ro-xy    0- Moore  oourt-ad   Katli-leeii     Bawn^Hewaa  t>old  as     a  hawk  and  she 
a.    '<  In- deed  then/'saysKathleeOy^don't  think  of  the  like,For    I    half  gave  a  prom-iae    to 
3,    **  Arrah,Kathleen,m7  dar  -  lint,  you'ye  teaa'd  me  enough^And  Pye  thrash'd  for  your  sake  Binny 


^/li  J.  J-  J  J  i'J|;  ;.  ;,  r/  /  ;i;  ;  ;  f  i  m 


soft    as     the  dawn,    He  wish'd  in     his  heart  pret  -  ty  Kath-leen    to  please,And  he 
Sooth  -  er  -  ing  Mike;  The  ground  that     I    walk    on,  he  loTes,rU  be  bound;"  "Faith"  says 
Grimes  and  Jim  Duff,And  I've  made  my  -  self  drink-  ing  your  health  quite  a    baste,  So     I 


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thought  the  best  way    to      do    that  was    to    tease.  "Now   Ro    -   ry,  be     ai  -  sy,"  sweet 

Ro  -  ry,  "  Pd  rath  -  er     loTe  you  than  the  ground."  "Now  Ro   -   ry,  Pll   cry,    if     you 
think    af  -  ter  that,    I     may  talk    to     the  Priest."  Then  Ro   ▼   ry,  the  rogue,stole  his 


Rory  O' Moore 


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Kath-leen  would  cry,   Re -proof   on    her     lip   but     a  smile   in    her    eye,  "With  your 
don't   let     me      go,  Sure  I  dream  ev  -  'ry  night  that  I'm  hat  -  ing  yon     bo  V  ''Oh  1''  says 
arm  round  her     neck,  So    soft,    and   so  white, with-out   free  -  kle    or   speck.  And   he 


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Ro  -  ry, ''that  same  I'm   de-ligl^-ed     to   hear,   For      dhrames  al- ways  go     by     con- 
looked  in    her    eyes  that  were  beam-ing  with  light,And  he  kiss'd  her  sweet  lips— don't  yon 


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cloak  in  -  side    6ut."  "Oh !  jew  -  el "  says  Ro  -  ry  "  that   same  is     the  way.  You've 
thrair  -  es,    my    dear ;     Oh  !  jew  -  el,   keep  dream-ing    that   same  till   you  die, And  bright 
think    he   was    right  ?  "Now  Ro  -  ry,  leave    off,    Sir— you'll  hug    me    no  more.    That's 


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thrat-ed  my  heart  for  this  ma  -  ny  a  day,  And  'tis  plaz'd  that  I  am, 
mom-  ing  will  give  dir  -  ty  night  the  black  lie.  And*  'tis  plaz'd  that  I  am, 
eight  times  to  -  day  that  you've  kissed  me  be-fore;"  "Then      here   goes  an  -  oth  • 


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not     to      be         sure,  For    'tis    all     for  good  lack "  says  bold  Ro  -  ry     0'- Moore. 

not     to      be         sure  ?  Since  'tis    all     for  good  lock  "  says  bold  Ro  -  ry     0'-  Moore. 

he  ''to    make       sure,  For  there's  luck  in    odd  num-bers,"saysRo  -  ry     0'- Moore. 


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Sweet  Hour  of  Prayer 


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{     And  bids   me,    at     my  Fa-ther'8throne,Make  all  my  wants  and  (C>mi/    .)    wish-es  known. 
j  Sweet  hour  of  prayerl  sweet  honr  of  prayerlThy  wings  shall  my  pe-  ti  -  tion  bear 
'  {      To  Him  whose  truth  and  faith-  ful-  ness  Bn-  gage  the  wait-  ing    ( Omit    .)      soul  to  bless : 


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es-caped  the  timpt-et^s  snare^  By  thy      re-tum,jwert  (Omit  .     J\    hour  of  prayer, 
on  Him   my     ev  -   *ry  care^  And  wait  for  thee^  s7veet\OiDit  .     .)     hour  of  prayer. 


^■'il  Jii  /iJ  j'lJ  n\  fij  ;ij  ;ijB 


In     sea  -  sons  of       dis-tress     and  grief,   My  soul     has    oft  -  en  found     re  -  lief. 
And,  since     He  bids     me  seek     His  face,     Be  -  lieve   His  wordy    and  trust    His  grace, 


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X.  King  Chris-tian  stood  by  loft  -  j  mast,  In  mist    and  smoke.  His     sword  washam-mer- 
a.  Nils  Juel  gave  heed  to  th'  tempest's  roar,Now  is      the    hour  I    He     flew     his  blood-red 

3.  North  sea!    a  glimpse  of  Wes  -  sel   rent  Thy  murk  -  7      seal  Then   cham-pionsto      thine 

4.  0    Path   to    Ban -ish  fame  and  might!  Dark  roll- ing   waYo!  Re  -  ceiye   thy  friend  who, 


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ing      so   fast,  Thro'  Goth  -  ic    helm    and  brain     it  pass'd,Then  sank  each  hos  -  tile 

flag    once  more.  And  smote  up  -  on      the    foe  full   sore.  And    shout  -  ed    loud   thro' 

arms  were  sent; Death's ter -  ror  glared  wher- e'er  he   went;  And     oft  was  heard    a 

scorn  -  ing  flight,Meets   tr  -  'ry    dan  -  ger   with  de  -  spite,  As      thou  dost  meet    the 

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hulk  and  mast,  In  mist  and  smoke. ''Fly, "shout- ed  they;''fly  he  whocanl"Who 
tern  -  pest's  roar,"Now  is  the  hour.""FlyI" shouted  they,''for  shel  -  ter  fly!"  Of 
wail,  that  rent  Thy  murk  -  y  sky  1  From  Den  -mark  thun-ders  Tor  -  den  -  skicl  1  Let 
tern   -  pest's  might , Dark  roll  -  ing   ware! 'Mid  min-gled  pleasures   and      a-]arm8,And 


braves  of   Denmark's  Chris-ti  -  an,  Who  braves     of    Denmark's  Chris-ti  -  an  the  stroke. 

Den-mark's  Juel  who  can  de  -  fy,     Of     Den  -  mark's  Juel  who  can  de- fy  the   pow'r? 

each     to  Heav'n  commend  his  soul.  Let    each       to  Heav'n  commend  his  soul  and     fly. 

war    and    vie -fry,  be  thine  arms,*Mid  war      and     vie -fry  be  thine  arms  my    gravel 


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Sally  Come  Up 


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a.     Mon- day  night     I     gare     a     ball,  And    I       in  -  vite    de    nig -gars  aU;    De 
3.  De  fiddle  was  played  by    Pom  -  pey    Tones,       Un  -  cle    Ned    he  shook    de  bones; 


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look    to   all     de    nig  -  gers  here, While  I  make  lab    to  Sal-ly. 

thick,  dethin,  de  short,  de  tall.  But  none      come  to  Sal-ly. 

Joe     he  played  de  pine  stick  stoneSyBut   I   madelub    to  Sal-ly. 


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■John  Anderson.  My  Jo'— Heart  SqnE».  p.  378. 


Sally  Come  Up 


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J.  W.  Elliott 


X.  Lit-  tie    Bo-Peep    has     lost    her  sheep,  And  can't     tell    where  to     find    them; 
a.  Lit -tie    Bo-Peep    fell     fast     a  -  sleep,  And  dreamt  she    heard  them  bleat  -  ing ; 
3.  Then  up    she   took    her      lit  -  tie  crook,    De  -  ter  -  mined  sare      to     find    them ; 


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Leave  them  a  -  lone,    and  they'll  come  home,  Wag-ging  their  tails    be  -  hind  them. 
When  she     a  -  woke  'twas  all       a     Joke,      Ah  I  cm  -  el     vi-sion  so    fleet  -  ing. 
What  was  her  joy  to  be-  hold    them  nigh,    Wag-ging  their  tails    be -hind  them. 


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Farewell,  My  Own 


From  Sullivan's  "  Pinafore  " 


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1.  I .    .     live  for    the  good     of    my    na  -  tion, 

2.  In   the  gay  round  of  pleas -are  Pve  trav-eled, 

3.  When  Fm  dead  and  laid   out     on   the  coun-ter, 

4.  Oh  1      when  to    my  grave    I     am     go  -  ing, 

5.  Then   shape  me   out   two    lit  -  tie     do  -  nochs,* 


And  my   eons  are    all  grow-ing 
Norwill     I     be  -  hind  leave    a 
Thepeo-ple   all    mak-ing      a 
The  chil-dren  will    all  want   to 
Place  one    at    my  head  and   my 


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low, 

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show, 

go; 

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But     I 
And 
Tust 
They'U 
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hope  that     my    next    gen   -  e    - 
when    my     com  -  pan  -  ions      are 
sprin  r  kle    plain   whis  -  key     and 
run      to      the     doors  and      the 
do     not      for   -  get     to     scratch 


la   -  tion  Will .     re  - 

jo   -    vial,  They     will 

wa  •  ter  On        the 

win  -  dows,  Say  -  ing, 
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sem  -  ble  old  Ros  -  in,  the 

drink   to  old  Ros  -  in,  the 

corpse  of  old  Ros  -  in,  the 

**  There  goes  old  Ros  -  in,  the 

name   of  old  Ros  -  in,  the 


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I've       trav  -  el'd   this  conn  -  try     all 
But  my   life      is     now  drawn   to       a 
ini        have     to      be      bur-  ied,      I 
Then    pick     me     out     six    trust  -  y 
Then   '  let    those  six    trust  -  y     good 


0   -   ver, 
clos  -  ing, 
reck  -  on, 
fel  -  lows, 
fel  -  lows, 


And 
And 
And    the 
And 
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all      will 
la   -  dies 
let    them 
let    them 


the 

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will 


next        I      will      go: 
last  be       so : 

all     want     to     know, 


all     stand      in        a       row, 
all     stand      in        a       row. 


For      I 
So  we'll 

And  they'U 
And 
And 


•  XMakiBS-ffittXB. 


Old  Rosin,  the  Beau 


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know  that  good  quar-ters    a  -  wait  me, 

take    a     full  bump -er     at  part-ingi 

lift    up    the     lid    of    my  cof-fin, 

dig     a     big    hole   in     a     cir-cle| 

rake  down  that  big    bel-lied  bot-tle, 


To      wel-come  old    Rob  -  in,  the  beau.  .  . 

To  the  name  of    old   fios  -  in,  the  bean.  .  . 

Saying/ *Here  lies    old   Roe -in,  the  beau."   . 

And      in      it     toss  Ros  -  in,  the  beau.  .  • 

And   drink   to     old   Ros  -  in,  the  beau.  .  . . 


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I.  Gone  are  the  days  when  my  heart  was  young  and  gay;  Gone  are 
s.  Why  do  I  weep  when  my  heart  should  feel  no  pain?  Why  do 
3.  Where    are    the  hearts     once    so     hap  -  py    and    so    free?  The  chil  -  dren 


my  friends 

I     sigh 

so    dear, 


Hu'ii  f[ifrix;.aM^u= 


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from  the  cot  -  ton  -  fields    a- way;  Gone  from  the  earth    to      a    bet  •  ter  land,   I    know, 
that  my  friends  come  not    a  -  gain,  Griey  -  ing   for  forms  now   de-  part  -  ed   long    a  -  go  ? 
that    I   held   np  -  on     my  knee?  Gone     to    the  shore  where  my  soul  has  longed  to     go, 


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I   hear  their  gen  -  tie     vol  -  ces   call -ing,' 'Old  Black  Joe.  "Pm  com- ing,  I'm  com -ing, 

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For  my  head  is  bend- ing  low;    I   hear  those  gen -tie   Toi-ces  call -ing,''01d  Black  Joe!" 

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X.   In    the  Ha -Ml  Dell  my  Nel-ly's  sleep -InSi 

2.  In    the  Ha  -  zel  Dell  my  NeMy's  sleep  -  ing, 

3.  Now  I'm  wea-ryyfriendleas  and  for-  sak  -  en. 


Nel-ly  lOT'd  80  long  I 
Where  the  flow -ere  waTe, 
Watch- ing  here    a  -  lone. 


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And  the 
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Nel-ly  lost    and     gone; 

O'er     poor  Nel-  ly's    grave; 
With    thy    loT  -  ing     tone; 


Here  in 
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once     my      bos -om  fond -ly     cher 

OT    -    er     shall  thy  gen -tie      im 


der'd    Thro'   the       si  -  lent    shade, 
ish'd    Smile    no     more    for      me, 
age       In       my    mem-'ry     dwell, 


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tears     thy      lone-ly   grave  shall  moist    -    en,        Nel-ly 


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dear,  with  thee. 
dear,    fare  -  well. 


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I.     0,  there's    not      a   thrade  that's  go   -   ing.  Worth  show  -  ing      or    know  -  ing   Liko 
a.    But  when   we     get     the   rout.    How  they     pout      and    they  shout ,     While 

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to   the  right  a  -  bout,    Goes  the  bowld    so- jer  boy;  'Tis  then  that  la-dies  fair.    In    de- 

hap-py  yon  will    be,      With  your  bowld    so -jer  boy;  Faith  if  you're  up   to  fun,  With  me 


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know,  friend  or    foe,      Will  have  the  hand  or     toe   From  the  bowld     so  -  jer  boy,     There's 
spair    tear  their  hair,  But  the  Div'l  a    one     I     care,  Says  the  bowld     so -jer  boy;    Forth^ 
run,  'twill   be  done  In  the  snap-ping  of     a     gun.  Says  the  bowld     so  -  jer  boy.    And  'tis 


The  Bowld  Sojer  Boy 


216 


'j,k  ti'  ;-JJi  ^ :  /  J- j^  r  MP  k-\ 


oot     a  townwemarclithro'BQt  la  -  dies  look-ing  arch  thro' The       win -dow-panes,  will 

world  iB    all  be -fore    uSyWhere  the  land -la -dies    a-dore    us,    And      ne'er   re-fuse   to 
then  that with-ontscan-dal,   My    -     self  will prond-ly  dan -die    The        LH  -  tie  farth-ing 


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Tiyn-  J'  J  ^  i'-^ 


saich  thro'   The   ranks    to     find  their   joy,      While  up  the  street,each  girl  you  meet  With 
score    us.     But    chalk    us      up   with    joy ;        We  taste  her  tap,  we   tear  her  cap, ''  O 
can  -  die    Of  our   mn  -  tual  llamo,  my    joy ;       Kay   his  light  shine  as  bright  as  mine,'Till 


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look    so     sly   will  cry ''My  eye!  Oh,      is -n't    he     a    dar  -  ling.  The  bowld  so-jerboy!" 

that's  the  chap  for  me,"saysshe,"Ohl    is -n't    he     a    dar  -  ling,  The  bowld  so-jerboy!" 

in    the   line   he'll  blaze  and  raise  The   glo-ry    of    his  corps,  Like   a    bowld  so-jer  boyl 


/TS 


216 


The  Bonnie  Banks  o'  Loch  Lemon' 


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a.  'Twas  there  that  we  part -ed  in  yon  eha -dy  glen,  On  the 
3.  The     wee   bird  -  ies  sing,  and   the  wild     flow  -era  spring,  An'    in 


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steep,      steep       side      0'     Ben    Lo    -    mon',Where   in     pnr  -   pie         hne,        the 
sun  -  shine  the    wa  -  ters    are  sleep    -    in';      Bnt  the     bro    -  ken       heart         it 


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high-land  hills    we   Tiew,   An'     the   moon      com -in'     oot       in    the    gloam   -  in', 
kens  nae     se-  cond  spring,  Tho'   thewae-fn'      may       cease    frae' their  greet  -   in'. 


The  Bonnie  Banks  o'  Loch  Lomon* 


217 


Firsts  Solo  ;  then  Chorus 
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The  Rose  of  Alabama 


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a.  I      land-ed   on     de     sand  bank,  I  sat     ap-on       a       hol-ler  plank,  An' 

3.  Oh,     ar  -  terd'reck-ly,     by      an'  bye,    De  moon  rose  white  as       Rose's  eye,  Den 

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dare  I     made    the  ban  -  jo    twank,  For     Rose 

like  a    young  coon  out      so       sly.  Stole  Rose 

like  a     rope     my  arms     I       fling  Round  Rose 


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X.  The  bar  -  dy  Norseman's  home  of  yore  Was  on    the  foam-ing    wave  1  And  there  he  gathered 
a.  What  tho' our  pow'r  be    weak-^r  now  Than  it    was  wont  to     be,    When  bold- ly  forth  our 


bright  re-nown,  ThebraT-est    of     the   brave.  Oh  1  ne'er  shonld  we   for  -  get  onr  sires,  Wher- 
fa  -  there sail'd, And  conqner'd  Nor-man  -die !     We  still  may  sing  their  deeds  of  fame     In 


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ev-erwemay  be;       They  bra  ve-ly  won    a    gal-lant  name  And  rul'd  the  stormy     sea. 
thrilling  har- mo -ny;      For     they  did  win    a    gal-lant  name  And  ruPd  the  stormy     sea. 


220 


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beauty  lives  with  kind  -  ness; 
8yl-t1a  is    ez-oel    -    ling; 


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To      help    him    of      his     blind    -     ness; 
Up  -  on     the    dnll  earth   dwell    -     ing ; 


Who  is  Sylvia 


221 


p  Andante 


Soldier's  Farewell 

MALE   VOICES 
poco  riten.  ^=*" 


Johanna  Kinkel 
Crescendo  epoco  occtLalfine 


u         How  can  I  bear  to  leave  theeyOne  part-ing  kiss  I  gire  thee;  And  then  what-e'er  befalls  me, 
a.       Ne'er  more  may  I  be-hold  thee.  Or     to  this  heart  en-fold  thee; With  spear  and  pennon  glancing, 
3.  I  think  of  thee  with  longing,Think  thon  when  tears  are  throngingiThat  with  my  last  faint  sighing, 


1"  I!  f    P  I \.\-*4^: 


;2-^     ^     Tempo  1,    TranguiUo  e  moUo  espress. 


I  go  where  honor  calls  me.  Farewell ,farewell,my  owr  true  loye,Farewell,farewell,m7  own  tme  lore. 
I  see  the  foe  advancing.  Fare  well,farewell,m7  own  true  love,Farewell,farewell,m7  own  tme  lore. 
I'll  whisper  soft  when  dying.  Farewell,farewell,my  own  true  loTe|Farewell,farewell,my  own  true  love. 


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222 


Ever  of  Thee 


Geosok  Linlet 


FoLBY  Hall 


I.  Ey  -  er     of  thee     I'm  fond  •  ly  dreaming,  Thy  gen-tle  voice     my  spir  -  it  can  cheer ; 
3.  Sv-er     of  theOi  when  sad    and  lone -lyiWand'ring  a -far       mysonljoy'dtodwell, 

J 1 r^^-\ Nt-  -P*« : r-H P^!^ ir5^^ r-l P^        kT 


Thon  wert  the  star 
Ahl    then     I    felt 


that   mild     -    ly  beam  -  ing.    Shone  o'er     my  path        when 
I      loT'd       thee  on  -    ly       All    seemjd   to  fade  be  - 


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Years   have   notchill'd   the  love        I 


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birdyflies   to  thee;  Ah  I      ney-er   tUl  liie      and  mem-'ryper-ish,  Can     I    for-get      how 
heart  been  to  thee ;  Ah  I      ney-er   till  life      and  mem-'ryper-ish,  Can     I    for-get      how 


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Fond  -  ly   I'm    dream  -  ing   ey   -    er      of  thee, 


Fond  -  ly   I'm    dream  -  ing 


224 


Beautiful  Isle  of  the  Sea 


Gbo&ge  Coopbr 
u    Allegro  tnoderato 


J.  R,  Thomas 


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a.  Oft  .  •  .     onyonrshell-gird-led  shore, 


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Sweet     as  the  songs  of  your  daughters ;        0     -    yer  your  mountains  and  yales, 
Down  where  the  lighthouse  was  shin-ing ;        Far      from  the  glad-ness  you  gave. 


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Far  .  .  .  from  all  joys  worth  pos-sess  -  ing, 


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of  the  True  and  the  Old, 


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Bean      -     ti-fnliale  of  the  seal 


Fonn    -     tain  of  pleas-nres  un  - 


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Beautiful  Isle  of  the  Sea 

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told| .  .  . 


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Non  eget  Mauris  jaculis  nee  arcn 
Nee  yenenatis  gravida  sagittis. 
Fusee,  pharetra. 


fl  Siye  per  Syrtes  iter  aestuosas 
Siye  facturus  per  inhospitalem 
Caucasum  yel  quae  loca  fabnlosna 
Lambit  Hydaspes. 


3  Pone  sub  curm  nimium  propinqui 
Solis  in  terra  domibus  negata : 
Dulce  ridentem  Lalagen  amabo, 
Dulce  loquentem. 


Dost  Thou  Love  Me,  Sister  Ruth 


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From  Haydn's  "  Surprise  Symphony  ** 
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X.  Dostthonloye  me,    SU-ter  Ruth?  Say,   say,    say  I  As   I  fain  would  speak  the  truth, 

a.  Wilt  thou  prom-ise     to     be  mine,  Maid  -en      fair?  Take  my  hand,my  heart  is  thine, 

3.  LoYe  like  ours  can    neY  -  er  cloy.  Humph!  humpht  humphl  While  no  jeal  -  ous  fears  an  -  noy. 


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Yea!  yeal     yea! 
There,  there,  there. 


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Long  my  heart  hath  yearn'd  for  thee,      Pret-ty  Sis -ter  Ruth; 
Let    us   thus  the   bar-gain   seal,        0!  dear  me,  high-ho ! 


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That  has  been  the  case  with  me,I>ear  engaging  youth  I 
LauklhowYer-y  odd  I  feel!  0!  dear  me,  high-ho ! 
I  could  almost  dance  with  glee,Hey  down,  ho  down  hey  I 


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Moderate 


Flee  as  a  Bird 

Written  and  adapted  by  Mrs.  Bl  S.  B.  Dana 


I.  Flee    as     a  bird     to  your  moun   -  taia,       Thou  who  artwea-  rr     of 
a.   He     will  protect   thee  for  er     -      er,  Wipe    er  -  'ry  fall  -  ukg 


sin;  .   . 
tear;     . 


Go     to    the  clear  flow-ing  foun    -    tain,       Where  yon  may  wash  and  be 


He  will  for-eake  thee,  0     ney 


er, 


Shel- tered    so  ten  -  der  -ly 


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Clean;  Fly,    for    th'ayen-ger     is     near   ..thee;       Call   and   the  Sav-ionr  will 

there;  Haste,  then,  the  hours  are  fly     -     ing,        Spend  not   the   moments  in 


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J  J'.  J' J  J'.  J] J.  ^j>ij|  j'.jij  j'-j'i 


hear       thee,       He     on    His  bo  -  som  will  bear  .    .thee,      Thou  who    artwea- ry     of 
sigh   -    ing.     Cease  from  your  sor- row  and  cry     -      ing,   The  Sav-ionr  will  wipe  ev-'iy 


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un  poco  ritentUo 


sin,     0      thou, who  artwea-ry    of    sin. 
tear,  The    Say- lour  will  wipe  er-'ry  tear. 


O  Paradise 


Rev.  F.  W.  Fabbr 


Joseph  Barnby 


i .^    '  #  » ji^    ft       S      ' 


X.     0   Par  -  a-  dise  I  0    Par  -  a  -diael  Who  doth  not  crave  for  rest?  Who  would  not  leek  the 
a.     0   Par  -  a- diael  0     Par  -  a -diael  We're  lookins^waiting  here ;    We  long    to    be  where 

3.  0  Par  -  a-  diae  I  0    Par  -  a  -diae !  We  want  to    ein    no  more,    We  want   to    be    aa 

4,  Lord  Je  -  8ne,Prinoeof  Par-  a -diae I  Oh|keep  us    in  Thy  lore,  And  guide  us    to  that 


r  rrr 


Chorus 

Where  loy  -  al  hearti  and   true 


bap  - 

Je  - 
pure 
bap  - 


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P7  land  Where  they  that  lOYedyare  blest?  Where  toy 
sus    is,    To    feel,  and   see  Him   near, 
on  earth  As     on    thy  spot-less  shore, 
py  land  Of     per  -  feet  rest    a  -  bove. 


al  hearts  and  true  Stand 


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er-er    in  the  light,  All    rap-ture  thro' and  thro',In  God's  most  ho  -  ly     sight.     A -men. 


ill 


"7  '  'r^" 


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Come  Home,  Father 

Words  and  Music  by  Henry  C.  Work 


r^r  r  r^i-i^^'j'  jm; //J' ;  Ji^^ 


I .  Fa  -ther,dear  £a-ther,come  home  with  me  now  1  The  clock  in  the  steeple  strikes  one ;  Yon 
fl.  Fa  -ther,dear  fa-ther^come  home  with  me  now  1  The  clock  in  the  steeple  strikes  two ;  The 
3.  Fa  -ther,dear  fa-ther^come  home  with  me  nowlThe  clock  in  the  steeple  strikes  three ;     The 


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said  yon  were  com-ing  right  home  from  the  shop.  As  soon  as  your  day's  work  was  done.    Onr 

night  has  grown  cold-  er,  and  Ben-  ny    is  worse^But   he  has  been  call-  ing  for     yon.       In  - 

house   is     so  lone-ly— the  hours  are  so   long   For  poor  weeping  moth-er  and     me.     Yes, 


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fire  has  gone  out—  onr  house  is  all  dark —And  moth-er's  been  watch-ing  since  tea, . .  With 
deed  he     is  worse —  Ma    says  he  will  die,    Per-haps  be-fore  morn-ing  shall  dawn ;   And 
we  are     a -lone— poor   Ben-ny    is  dead,  And  gone  with  the  an-gels     of     light;    And 


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Come  Home,  Father 


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poor  broth-er  Ben  -  ny   so    sick  in    her  arms,  And  no    one   to  help  her  but   me.  .  .  Come 

this   is    the  mes-eage  she  sent  me  to  bring — ''Come  quickly,  or     he  will  be  gone.''    Come 

these  were  the  ver  -  y   last  words  that  he  said — "I   want  to   kiss  Pa- pa  good-night. "Come 


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home !    come  home  I    come  home  I  .    Please,fa  -  ther,    dear   fa  -  ther,  come   home.  .  . 

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Chorus 


Hear  the  sweet  yoice  of   the   child,  .  Which  the  nightwinds  re-peat  as  they  roam  t  .     Oh, 


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Come  Home,  Father 


whoconld  n-  sisttliisiiiott  pleading  of  prayers?  <^leafle,£atlier,  dear  fa-tlier,coiiie  home  I " 

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The  Three  Sailor  Boys 


Merrily 


Theo.  Marzials 


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I.     Oh,       we're  three    jol-ly,  Jol-ly    sal-  lor  ^ys.  And  we're  new  -  ly    home  from 
a.  There  were  three  pretty  {Iris  in   mer-ry  Portsmouth  town,  And  each  one   was    like     a 
3.    Then         np      we  spoke, we  jol  -  ly    sal  -  lor  boys,    All  arm    in     arm    so 


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South  A  -  mer  -  i  -  kee,  With  our  hearts  still  ting  -  ling  with  the    salt,   salt     wind.  And  the 
po  -  sy  on  the  tree.  There  was  great-eyed  Mar  -  ga  -  ret  and   trim  -  set       Sal,  And  sweet 
jol  -  ly  for    to  see."There  are  girls  beside  the  waiter  at    Ja  -  nei-ro  or  6ib-raltar  Who  can 

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The  Three  Sailor  Boys 


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Kit  -  ty  from  the 
dance    ae    right 


toes  -  ing 
north 
mer  -  ri 


of      the 
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ly      as 


sea, 

tree, 

ye;" 


0,        hon  -  ey,  we're  our 
N0|       hon  -  ey,    tho'  your 
So        hon  -  ey,  while  oar 


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pock-ets  foil  of  mon-ey.  Will  yon  trip,  trip,  trip,  will  you  trip  it    on  the  Quay  For   the 
pock- et's  full  of  mon-ey,We  won't  trip,  trip,  trip,  we  won't  trip  it    on  the  Quay,  Till  you'ye 
pock- et's  full  of  mon-ey,Come  and  trip,  trip,  trip,  come  and  trip  it    on  the  Quay,  For   we 


a  tempo 


nim^.-i^'^^^ 


wind's  in  the  sail    and  the  thunder  in  the  gale  And  our  good  ship  plunging  to  be   free, 
set  the  clerk  a-singing,and  the  wedding  bells  a-ringing,And  the  parson  has  pocketed  the  fee. 
sailors  lore  the  ocean  and  the  change,and  the  c6mmotion,And  the  good  ship  plunging  on  the  sea. 


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My  Trundle-Bed 


Moderalo 


J.  C.  Baker 


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X.    As       I      nim  -  mag'd  thro' 

the      at    -  tic,    List- 

'ning       to 

the  f  aU  -  ing 

3.    So       I     drew      it      from 

the      re  -  cess,  Where 

it       had 

re-main'd  so 

3.    As       I       Us-  ten'd,    rec    - 

ol  -  lee  -  tionSyThat 

I     thought 

had  been    for  - 

4.  Then    it     was    with    hands 

so     gent  -  ly   Placed 

up   -    on 

my    in  -  fant 

5.  Years  hayepass'd,  and     that 

dear  moth  -  er    Long 

has     mould 

-  er'd  'neath  the 

6.  This   she  taught  me,    then 

she    told      me      Of 

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As       it       pat  -  ter'd      on        the       shin   -   gles       And  a  - 

Hear  -  ing       all        the     while     the         mu    -    sic         Of  my 

Came  with      all        the      gush       of         mem   -  'ry.      Rush    -    ing, 


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gainst     the  win  -  dow   pane ; 

moth  -  er's  yoice    in     song ; 

throng  -  ing  to  the  spot ; 
ly  the  words  she  said ; 
in  the  home  of  God : 
lay        me  down   to     sleep : " 


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Peep-  ing  0   -  yer    chests  and    box  -  es. 

As      she  sung     in     sweet- est      ac  -  cents. 

And       I  wan-der'd  back     to    child -hood, 

Ney  -  er  can    they     be      for  -  got  -  ten. 

But    that  scene    at      sum  -  mer    twi  -  light, 

Then     it  was   with  hands   up  -  lift  -   ed. 


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the  farth-est    cor  -  ner 


Which   with  dust     were  thick -ly  epread;  Saw     I 

What        I   eince     haye  oft  -  en    read—  {Omii 

To      those  mer    -    ry  days    of  yore,     When     I      knelt      be -side    my  moth-er, 

Deep      are  they         in  mem-'ry   riyen —  (Omit, 

Ney   -    er   has        from  mem -'ry  fled.      And      it    comes       in     all     its  fresh -ness 

And        in    ac    -    cents  soft  and    mildi    (Omit.   .    ^ 


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What  was  once    my  trun-  die  -  bed. 

By     this  bed     up -on     the  floor. 

When     I     see     my  trun- die -bed. 


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a.  "Hushymy  dear,    lie       still   and  slum  -  ber,      Ho  -  ly     an  -   gels    guard  thy  bed. '' 
4.  "Hallowed  be      Thy    name,  0      Fa  -  ther !    Fa  -  ther  I  Thou  who     art     in  heayen." 
6.     That  my  moth-  er   asked—'^Onr  Fa  -  ther  I    Fa -ther!  do     Thou    bless  my  child!'' 


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Tom  Bowling 


I.  Hmo  ft  shMrhnlk,  IIm  poor  Tom  Bow-Uii{,Tlie  dar-llBg  of  oar  crew,  Ho 
a.  Ton  noT-er  from  hia  word  de  -  part-  od,  His  rir-tUM  were  m  rare,  HI* 
$.  Tet   •luUl  poor  Tom     flndpteu-ant    wutli-er,Wheii  He    who     all      com  -  maad*  Shall 


more  be'll  bear  the  tem-peat  howUnK.Fordeatliliaibroacb'dUmto.  HUform  wm  of  tb* 
frieadBwcrema-ay  and  ttiie-beart<ed,Bla  Poll  was  kind  and  fair ;  And  than  he'd  alog  m 
gin,  to    callUfe'screw    to  -  getb<er,Tb«  word  to   pipe  all  bniiil8;Thna  Death  who  king*  and 


Tom  Bowling 


237 


cres. 


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did  his  du  -  ty.  And  now  he's  gone  a  -  loft,  .  .  Ani  now  he's  gone  a  -  loft, 
mel  -  an  -  cho  -  ly.  For  Tom  has  gone  a  -  loft,  .  .For  Tom  has  gone  a  -  loft, 
an  -  der  hatch-es.  His  sonl  has  gone    a    -   loft,  .     .    Els     soul   has    gone  a   -  loft. 


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Pirates'  Chorus 


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Balfb 

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Kt  -  er     be   hap  -  py     and  light    as   thou  art.    Pride    of    the    Pi  -  rate's  heart  I 


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Long      be     thy   reign,  O'er     land   and  main,     Ey    the    glaivei    by     the  chart,  Queen 


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of    the  Pirate's  heartl  Queent  Ey-er   behap-py  and  light  as  thou  art,  Pride   of   the  Pi -rate's 


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The  Blue  Alsatian  Mountains 


Claribel 

Not  too  slow 


Stephen  Adams 


I.  By  theblae  Al  -  sa  -  tian  moun-tains  Dwelt  a  maid  -en  yonngand  fair,  .  Like  the 
a.  By  the  blue  Al  -  sa  -  tian  moun-tains  Came  a  stran  -  ger  in  the  Spring,  And  he 
3.  By  the  blue    Al  -  sa  -  tian  moun-tains  Ma  -  ny  spring-times  bloom'd  and  pass'd.  And  the 


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care-less  -  flow  -  ing  foun-tains  Were  the  rip  -  pies     of    her  hair.  Were  the  rip  -  plea 

lin-ger'd  by      the  foun-tains  Just  to     hear  the    maid -en  sing.  Just    to  hear  the 

maid-en     by      the  foun-tains  Saw  she  lost   her  hopes  at  last,  She  lost    her 


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of  her  hair ; 
maid -en  sing; 
hopes  at  last. 

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An-gel  mild  her  eves  so   win  -  ning,An-gel  bright  her  hap  -  py  smile. 

Just  to   whis-per   in  the  moonlight, Words  the  sweetest  she  had  known, 

And  she  with  -  ered  like  a    flow  -  er  That  is  wait  -  ing  for    the  rain ; 

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When  be  -  neath  the  foun-tains  spin  -  ning,Tott  could  hear  her  song    the    while. 

Just  to      charm  a  -  way    the     hours.    Till  her    heart  was  all      his    own. 

She  will    noT  -  er   see    the  stran-ger, Where  the   foun-tains  fall       a  -  gaiji. 


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d^,  A  -  dd,  A  -  d^. 
d«,    A  -  d^,     A  -  d/. 


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.  Such  songs  will  pass  a  -  way, 
.  Such  dreams  may  pass  a  -  way, 
.  The  years  have  passed  a  -  way. 


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Tho'  the  blue  Al  -  sa  -  tian 
But  the  blue  Al  -  sa  -  tian 
But  the  blue  Al  -  sa  -  tian 


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The  Blue  Alsatian  Mountains 

Chorus 


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moon-tains  Seem  to  watch  and  wait  al  -  way. 


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pass   a  -  way,   Tho'the  blue    Al  -  sa-tlan  mountains  Seem  to  watch  and  wait  al  -  way. 

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Lulu  is  Our  Darling  Pride 


P  A  little  lively 


Arr.  by  C.  Jarvis 


I.      Lu  -  lu      is     our     dar  -  ling  pride,    Lu  -  lu   bright,  Lu  -  lu    gay,  Dane -ing  light -ly 
3.      As    theflow'rsof      ear  -  ly   spring  Seem  more  gay,  seem  more  light,     As  their  per -fume 
3.  When  the  clouds  of     tron  -  ble  come,     Lu  -  lu  soothes  all   our   care ;    Ah !  how  dark  would 


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at      our    side      All      the  live  -  long   day. 
first  they  fling     Fra  -  grant  at       our     feet, 
be     our   home.  Were     not   Lu   -   lu     there  1 


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Not  a  bird  that  wings  the  air, 
So  tho'  oth  -  ers  loved  there  be, 
Lu  -  lu     with     her   sun  -  ny    smiles. 


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Soar-ing    to    the    sun,  Free-er     is  from  st- 'ry  care.  Than  our  dar- ling  one.   Oh! 

Blooming    in    our    bower,  Lu  -  lu  wins  our  hearts,n>r  she      Is     our  loveliest  flow 'r.  Oh  I 

Cheer-ing    ev  - 'ry    heart,  Till  each  trou  -  ble  she   be-guiles.  And  the  clouds  de-part.    Oh  I 

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a.  Where  he   goes  their  hearts  go   with  him, 
3.    When  he's  sail'd  the  world   all     o-rer, 


And  the     ]ol  -  ly  days  are  done.   When  the 
E'en  his    ship  he  calls  her  ''  she ; "  Up     a  - 
And    a  -  gain  he  steps    a  -  shore,  There  are 


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last  good-byeo   are  whisper'd,     And  Jack     a -board  is  gone;  The  lass, -es   fall     a- 

loft  that '' lit  -  tie  che-mb"  8nreamaid-en  she  must  be.        Andaa  o'er   the  sea    he 
scores  of  lass  -  eo  wait-ing        To     love  him  all    the  more;      He  may  lose  his  gold -en 


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weep-ingy       As  they  watch  his  yes -ael's  track.        For  all    thelanda-men    lor  -  ers    Are 
triT  -  els,       The        mer-maids  down  be  -  lew       Would  give  their  crys  -  tal    kingdoms  For  the 
gni-neas.     Bat    a    wife  he'llnoT  -  er  lack,     If  he'd  wed  them  all,they'd  take  him,For  they 


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noth  -  ing    af  -  ter  Jack,  For   all    the  laiid»-meii  lor  -  en   Are      noth-ing   af  -  ter 

loTe    of  Jack,    I  trow,  Wonld  give  their  crys-tal  kingdoms  For  the    love  of  Jack,  I 

all  lore       Jack  I       If  he'd  wed  them  all,  they'd  take  him,For  they  all,  they  all  lore 


Jack.  For  his  heart  is  like  the  sea, 
trow.  For  his  heart  is  like  the  sea, 
Jack  I    For  his  heart     is   like  the   sea. 


Et-  er  0 
Et-  er  0 
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pen,  brave,  and  free.  And  the 
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I.    The  years  creep  slow-ly  by,    Lo-re  -  na.  The  snow   is   on  the  grass  a  -  gain,      The 

3.  Ahundred  months  have  pasa'djLo- re  -  na,  Since  last     I  held  that  hand  in  mine,     And 

3.  We  loved  each  oth- er  then,  Lo-re  -  na.  More  than  we  ev-er  dared  to   tell; 

4.  The  sto  -  ry     of  that  past,  Lo-re  -  na.  A- las!    I   care  not  to     re-peat, 

5.  Yes,  these  were  words  of  thine,Lo- re  -  na.  They  burn  with-in   mymem-'ry  yet; 

6.  It  mat-ters    lit  -  tie  now,  Lo  -  re  -  na.  The  past— is    in  th' e-ter  •  nal  Past, 


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felt    that  pulse  beat  fast,  Lo  -  re 

what  we  might  have  been,Lo  -  re 

hopes  that  could  not   last,  Lo-re 

touched  some  tender  chords, Lo  -  re 

heads   will  soon  lie    low,  Lo  -  re 


na,The  frost  gleams  where  the  flow'rs  have  been.Bnt  the 


-  na,   Tho' mine  beat  fast -er  far  than  thine.  A 

-  na.   Had  but  our   lov-ings  prospered  well —  But 

-  na.  They  lived,  but  on  -  ly  lived  to   cheat.  I 

-  na,  Which  thrill  and  tremble  with  re  •  gret.  'Twas 

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heart  throbs  on   as  warmly  now, 
hundred  months/twas  flow-'ry  May, 
then,  'tis  past— the  years  are  gone, 
would  not  cause  e'en  one  re  -  gret 
not  thy  woman's  heart  that  spoke ; 
is       a     Fu-ture  1 0  thank  God, 


As  when    the  summer  days  were  nigh ; 
When  up      the  hill  -  y  slope  we  climbed, 

I'll  not     call  up  their  shadowy  forms ; 

To  ran  -  kle  in  your  bo  -  som  now  ; 
Thy  heart  was  al-ways  true  to      me ; 

Of  life     this  is  so    small  a    part ; 


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sun     can  nev  -  er 
watch  the  dy-ing   of  the  day 
say  to  them,  ''lost  years,sleep  on  I 
"  if       we  try,  we  may  for  -  get" 
du  -    ty  stern  and  press-ing,  broke 
dust     to  dust  be-neath  the  sod ; 


A-  down    af  -  fection's  cloud-less  sky ; 
And  hear   the  dis-tant  church-bells  chimed ; 
Sleep  on  I  nor  heed  life's  pelt  -  ing  storm ;" 
Were  words  of  thine  long  years  a   -  go ; 
The  tie  which  linked  my  soul  with  thee ; 
But  there,  up  there,  tis  heart  to  heart : 


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watch  the  dy-ing  ox  the  day  .  . 
say  to  them,"l08t  years,sleep  on  I  . 
"if  we  try,  we  may  for  -  get"  .  . 
du  -  ty  stern  and  pres8ing,broke . 
dust  to  dust  be-neath  the  sod ; .  . 


A -down    af-fec-tion's  cloud  -   less  sky. 
And  hear     the  dis-tant  church  -  bells  chimed. 
Sleep  on  I    nor  heed  life's  pelt    -   ing  storm. " 
Were  words    of  thine  long  years 
The  tie  which  linked  my  soul 
But  there,  up  there,  'tis   heart 


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I  Dreamt  That  I  Dwelt  in  Marble  Halls 

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And  with    TOWS  no      maid-en  heart  could  with- 


walls  That  I  was  the  hope  and     the       pride, 
stand.  They    pledg'd  their  faith      to         me, 


I  had  rich-estoo      great    to 
And    I    .     dreamt  that    one  of  that 


count;  could  boast    Of  a      high       an  -  ces    -  tral     name ;  .  .    .  But     I      al  -    so 
no    -    ble   host       Came    forth      my  hand        to       claim;   .  .    .  But     I      al  - 


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dreamt, which  pleas'd  me  most,  That  yon  lor 'd  me  still     the  same,that  you  lov'd  me,  yon 
dreamtyWhich  charmed  me  most,  thatyoalov'd  me  still     thesamSythatyoulOT'dme,  you 


lOT'd   me     still  the  same,That  you  loy'dme,yottloT'dme,8till  the  same. 


same. 


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a.  There  is       a  place  where  Je  -  bus  sheds  The   oil      of     glad-ness    on  our  heads, 

3.  There  is       a  scene  where  spi  -  rits  blend.  Where  friend  holds  f el  -  low  -ship  with  friend ; 

4.  There,there,on  ea  -  gle  wings  we    soar.  And  sense  and     sin     mo  -  lest      no  more. 


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A   place  than   all     be -sides  more  sweet;  It     is       the    blood-bought  mer -cy 
Though  sundered   far,    by  faith  they  meet      A  -round    one    com  -mon  mer  -   cy 
And  heaT'n  comes  down  our  souls  to   greet,     Andglo  -   ry     crowns  the  mer  -  cy 


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2.  Don't  you     see  that  tnr  -  tie      doye.  Sit  -  ting   on  yon       pine,       La    - 

3.  A    lob-ster     in      a  lob  -  ster     pot,     A  blue  fish  wrig-gling  on    a    hook,       Xay 

4.  The  pride  of      all   the  pro-duce   rare,  That  in     the   kit- chen  gar-den  grow'd.    Was 


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ment  -  ing  the      loss  of     its     own      true         love  ?  And     so      am      I        for 


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mine, Ma  -  ry  Anne,  So    am    I      for       mine.  • 

my  Ma  -  ry  Annet  What  I   feel    for  Ma  -  ry        Anne.  . 

my  Ma  -  ry  Annel  Could  compare  with  Ma  -  ry        Anne.  . 


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a.  And  death  is  print  -  ed  on  his  face,  And  o'er  his  heart  is  steal -in%  Then 
3.  When  he    was    dead      nd     in     his  gravoi  Her  heart  was  struck  with   sor  -  row ;      "  0 


month  of  Hay,     When  green  buds  then  were    swell-in' ,       Young  Jem  -  my  Grove  on    his 
she  came  up,        And    slow-  ly     she  came   nigh  him;        And     all    she  said,     when 
yir-gins  all,        And   shun  the    fault    I*      fell   in;       Hence -forth  take  warn  -  ing 


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there  she  came,"Young  man,  I     think  you're  dy  -  ing." 

by     the    fall         Of     cru  -  el      Bar  -  b'ra  Al  -  len." 


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Believe  Me  if  All  Those  Endearing  Young  Charms 


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wish      of       my      heart  Would    en -twine     it   -   self 
god,    when     he       sets,     The    same  look  which     she 


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Fair  Harvard 

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X  Fair  Harvard  I  thy  sons  to  thy  jubilee  throng, 

And  with  blessings  surrender  thee  o'er, 
By  these  festiyal  rites,  from  the  age  tfiat  is  past, 

To  the  age  that  is  waiting  before. 
0  relic  and  type  of  our  ancestor's  worth. 

That  has  long  kept  their  memory  warm. 
First  flower  of  their  wilderness  I  star  of  their  night. 

Calm  rising  through  change  and  through  storm  I 

a  To  thy  bowers  we  were  led  in  the  bloom  of  our  jrouth, 

From  the  home  of  our  infantile  years, 
When  our  fathers  had  warned,  and  our  mothers  had  prayed. 

And  our  sisters  had  blest,  through  their  tears ; 
Thou  then  wert  our  parent,  the  nurse  of  our  souls. 

We  were  moulded  to  manhood  by  thee. 
Till  freighted  with  treasure-thoughts  friendships,  and  hopes, 

Thou  did'st  launch  us  on  Destiny's  sea. 

3  Farewell  I  be  thy  destinies  onward  and  bright  I 

To  thy  children  the  lesson  still  gire. 
With  freedom  to  think,  and  with  patience  to  bear. 

And  for  right  ever  bravely  to  live. 
Let  not  moss-covered  error  moor  thee  at  its  side, 

As  the  world  on  truth's  current  glides  by ; 
Be  the  herald  of  light,  and  the  bearer  of  love, 

TiU  the  stock  of  the  Puritans  die. 


The  Graduates'  Farewell 

W.  T.  Adams 

How  sad  mid  the  sunshine  that  gladdens  this  scene, 

Comes  the  thought  that  to-day  we  must  part ; 
That  the  bond  which  aifection  has  ever  kept  green 

Must  be  severed  to-day  in  the  heart ; 
That  we  meet  in  this  home  of  our  childhood  no  more, 

As  we  lovingly  meet  to  the  last ; 
That  we  never  again  on  this  time-bounded  shore 

Hay  unite  in  the  songs  of  the  past  I 

But  fondly  our  thoughts  will  return  to  the  spot 

On  the  wings  of  remembrance  borne  up  ; 
And  our  hearts  shall  rejoice,  while  we  cherish  the  lot 

That  permits  us  to  drink  of  this  cup. 
Then  farewell  to  our  school,  and  farewell  to  the  friends 

Who  have  lighted  our  pathway  with  love ; 
Though  to-day  we  must  part,  yet  our  prayers  will  ascend 

That  our  school  be  united  above  1 


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Tom-Big-Bee  River 


S.  S.  Steele 


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blue,     An   at  night  sail  her  round      In  my  gum  -  tree     ca  -  noe. 


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I  sing  to  de  sonnd  ob  de  river's  soft  roar ; 
While  de  stars  dey  look  down  at  my  Jala  so  true. 
An'  dance  in  her  eye  in  my  gum-tree  canoe. 
Singing  row  away,  etc. 


Dat  we  couldn't  cum  back,  so  we  thought  we'd 

jis  stay. 
Oh,  we  spied  a  tall  ship  wid  a  flag  ob  true  blue, 
An'  it  took  us  in  tow  wid  my  gum-tree  canoe. 

Singing  row  away,  etc. 


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home  ?  Tell  all    my  friends  I'm  com   -  ing  too,   Com-ing  for  to  car-ry  me  home, 

home ? When  Je  -  sns  wash'd my  sins       a     -  way,  Com-ing  for  to  car-ry  me  home, 

home  ?  But  still  my  soul  feels  heav-en  -  ly  bound,Com-ing  for  to  car  -  ry  me  home. 


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X.  Fare-well,  fare- well  is  a  lone-ly  aoond    And     al  -  ways  brings  a    sigh, 

a.  Fare-welly  fare-  well  may  do  for  the   gay     When  pleas-ure's  throng  is    nigh, 

3.  A  -  dien,    a  -  dien,  we  hear    it    oft  With  a  tear,  ^r-haps  witii  a    sigh, 

4.  Fare-well,  fare  -  well  is  ney-er  heard  When  the  tear's  In  the  moth-eifs  eye. 


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give       to     me   when  lor 'd  ones  part,  That  sweet  old    word, ''good-bye," 

give       to     me     that  bet  -  ter  word  That  comes  from  the  heart,"good-bye," 

heart  feels  most  when  the  lips  move  not,And  the  eye  speaks  the  gen-tle ''  good  -  bye," 

dien,     a- dien,    she  speaks     it   not,But"mylOYe,good-bye,     good-bye," 


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sweet      old     word,  "good-bye," 

comes    from  the  heart, "good-bye," 

eye  speaks  the  gen-tle  "good-bye," 

love,      good  -  bye,      good  -  bye," 


That  sweet  old   word,  "good-  bye," 
That  comes  from  the  heart  "good-bye," 
And  the  eye  speaks  the  gen-tle  "good-bye," 
But  "my  love,good  -  bye,      good  -  bye," 


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giye       to     ma  when  lOY'd   ones  part^  That    good       old    word  ''good  -  bye." 

giye      to     me    that  bet  -    ter  wore*  Jhat  comes  from  the    heart/'good  -  bye." 

heart  feela  most  when  the  lips  move  not^And  the  eye  speaks  the  gen-tle  "good  -  bye  " 

dieu,       a-dien,  she  speaks    it    not^But ''my  love,      good -bye,     good-bye." 


Ariel 


S.  Mbdlxt 


Arr.  by  L.  Mason 


X.    Oh,  could     I     speak  the   match-  less  worth.  Oh,  could   I  sound  the     glo  -  ries  forth, 

a.    Pd    sing  the    pre  -  clous  blood     he  spilt,  My  ran  -  som  from  the  dread  -  ful  guilt, 

3.  I'd    sing  the    char  -  ac  -  ters      he  bears.  And  all    the  forms   of     love    he  wears, 

4.  WeU— the  de  -  light  -  ful   day      will  come.  When  my  dear  Lord  will  bring  me  home. 


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Ex-  alt-ed   on  his  throne:  In     loft-iest  songs  of  sweet-est  praise,  I   would  to    ev- er- 
And      I  shall  see  his  face :  Then  with  my  SaY-iour,Broth-er,Friend,  A    blest  e  -  ter  -  ni  - 


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On-wardjChria-tian    sol 
At     the  sign    of      tri 
Like    a  might  -  y       ar 
Crowns  and  thrones  may  per 
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-  diers,Marching    as    to  war,  With  the  cross  of     Je   - 
.  umph  Sa  -  tan's  host  doth  flee  ;  On,  then,Christian  sol  -  diers, 

-  my  MOYOS  the  chnrch  of  God ;  Brothers,  we   are  tread  -  ing 

-  ish.  Kingdoms  rise  and  wane.  But  the  Chnrch  of  Je   -  sns 

-  pie.    Join  our  hap-pythrong,Blend  with  ours  your  voi  -  ces 

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Where  the   saints  have  trod ; 
Con  -  stant  will    re  -  main ; 
In      the     tri -umph  song; 

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At    the  shout  of   praise ; 

All     one  bod  -  y      we; 

Gainst  the  Church  pre-  vail ; 
Un  -  to  Christ  the  King, 

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Broth-  ers,  lift  your   vol  -  ces,    Loud  your    an-thems  raise.  On-ward,Christian  sol  -  diers. 

One     in    hope  and   doc  -  trine.  One    in     char-i  -  ty.     On-ward,Christian  sol  -  diert. 

We  have  Christ's  own  prom  -  ise,     And  that    can -not  fail.    On-ward,Christian  sol  -  dlers. 

This  thro' countless    a    -    ges     Men  and    an -gels  sing.  0n-ward,Chri8tian  sol  •  dien, 


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You  Never  Miss  the  Water 


Harry  Linn 


R.  Howard 


I.  Whan    a  child,    I     liyed  at     Lin -coin  with  my    par -ents     at     the    farm.  The 

a.       Aa  years  roU'd  on,  I     grew    to      be  a      mis  -  chief  -mak  -  ing     boy,     De 

3.  When  I       ar  -  riv'd  at    man-  hood,    I  em-bark'd   in      pnb  -  lie      life,    And 

4.  Then  I  stnd-ied    strict  e  -con  -  0   -  my,  and  found    to      my    snr- prise.    My 


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les  -  sons  that  my  moth  -  er  taught    to     me     were  quite       a  charm ; 

stmc  -  tion  seem'd  my   on   -   ly    sport,    it     was      my    on    -  ly     joy ; 

found     it    was        a    rug  -  ged   road,    be-strewn  with  care  and  strife ; 

funds     in -stead       of  sink  -  ing,     ve   -  ry  quick  -  ly    then  did    rise; 

live       in  peace  andhar  -   mo^- ny,     de-YOid      of     care  and  strife; 


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of   -  ten     take     me       on       her    knee  when  tir'd      of      child  -  ish     play.      And 

well     do        I        re   -mem-  ber,      when  oft-times   well     chas-tised.     How 

spec  -  u    -    la   -  ted      fool  -   ish  -   ly,     my  loss  -  es       were       se  -  Yere, 

grasp'd  each  chance,  and      al  -   ways  struck  the  i  -   ron     while   'twas    hot, 


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as         she  preM'd  me     to        her  breast,    Vvt  heard   .  my     moth  -  er       say : 

la    -    ther    sat  be  -  side      me    then,      and    thus    '  has       me        ad  -  vised : 

still         a      ti     -  Dy     lit  -    tie    Yoice      kept  whis-p'ring      in 

seiz'd      my     op    -  por  -  tn  -     ni  -  ties, 

les    -    son    that         I    teach    them,    as 


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and     ney  -   er       once      for  -  got: 
they   prat  -  tie      round     my     knee: 


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I.  When     we     first  came  on      this  cam  -  puSyFresh  -  men  we,       as  green 

a.     We     havefonght  the  fight     to-geth  -  er,  We      have  stnig- gled  side 

3.  Some   will     go  to  Greece   or   Hart- ford,  Some     to  Nor-wich   or 

4.  When     we    come  a -gain      to-geth  -  er,  Vi  -  gin -ten  -   ni  -  al 


as  grass; 

by  side ; 

to  Rome; 

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Bro  -  ken    is       the    bond      that  held     us—  We    most    cut  our  sticks  and  slide. 

Some     to  Green-  land's  i      -      cy  mountains— More,  per  -  haps,  will  stay    at  home. 

Wiyes    and  chil  -  dren   all         in  -dud  -  ed,— Won't  we  be    an  up  -  roar-  ious  class  ? 


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I.  Leadykind-lyLighty  a-mid  th'encir  -  cling  gloom,  Lead  thoa  me  on;  The  night  is 
a.  I  waa  not  ev  -  erthusynor  pray'd  that  Thon  Should'st  lead  me  on;  I  lOY'd  to 
3.    80  long  thy  pow'r  hath  blest  me,8iire  it     still  Will    lead   me      on;   O'er  moor  and 


dark,  and  I     am  far   from  home.       Lead  thou    me    't" ;     Keep  then    my      feet ;    I 
choose  and  see  my  path ;  but  now  Lead  thou    me    o  a ;        I     lov'd   the      gar  -  ish 

fen,  o'er  crag  and  tor -rent,  till  The  night   is    gone,    And  with   the     morn  those 


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X.  It's    a    way   we  have  at  old  Har-yard,  It's  a   way     we  have  at  old  Har-vard,  It's    a 
a.  For  we  think    it      is  .  .    no    sin,    sir,   To       take     the   Fresh  -  men  in,    sir,   And 
$.  For  we  think    it     is  .  .    but  right,  sir,   On  Wednesday  and  Saturday  night,  sir,   To  . . 


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way  we  have  at  old  Har-vard,  To  drive  dull  care  a  -  way ;  To  drive  dull  care  a  -way.  To 
ease  them  of  their  tin,  sir.  To  drive  dull  care  a  -  way ;  To  drive  dull  care  a  -way.  To 
get  most  glorious-ly  tight  sir.  To  drive  dull  care  a  -  way ;     To  drive  dull  care  a  -way,      To 


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pure   ones,  all   the  bright  ones,  His  loved  and    His  own. 
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Take  Back  the  Heart 


Take  back  the  vows  thon  hast  tpo    -     ken,        Fling;  them  a -side  and  be     free. 
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Gaze  on  the  storm-cloud, and  flee, 
Striv-ing  no  more  to    be    free. 


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When  on  her  world  wea-ry    pin 


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Leay-ing  the  bur-den     to    me. 
Flies  back  my  lost  love  to    me.    . 


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(I      am       far  frae    my     hame,       an'    I'm     wea-ry    aft  -  en-whiles,  For  the 

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a  I'Te  His  gnde  word  o'  promise  that  some  gladsome  day,  the  King 
To  His  ain  royal  palace  His  banished  hame  will  bring ; 
Wi'  een  an'  wi'  hert  rinnin'  ower,  we  shall  see 
The  King  in  His  beanty,  In  oor  ain  countrie. 
My  sins  hae  been  mony,  an'  my  sorrows  hae  been  sair, 
Bat  there  they'll  never  yez  me,  nor  be  remembered  mmlr. 
For  His  bluid  has  made  me  white,  and  His  han'  shall  dry  my  e'e, 
When  He  brings  me  hame  at  last,  to  my  ain  conntrie. 

3  Satf  little  noo  I  ken  o'  yon  blessed,  bonnie  place, 

I  only  ken  it's  Hame,  whanr  we  shall  see  His  face ; 

It  wad  sarely  be  eneach  forever  mair  to  be 

In  the  glory  o'  His  presence,  in  oor  ain  conntrie. 

Like  a  bairn  to  his  mither,  a  wee  birdie  to  its  nest, 

I  wad  fain  be  gangin'  noo  nnto  my  Sayionr's  breast, 

For  He  gathers  in  His  bosom  witless,  worthless  lambs  like  mSi 

An'  carries  them  Himsel',  to  His  ain  conntrie. 

4  He  is  faithfn'  that  hath  promised,  an'  He'll  surely  come  again» 
He'll  keep  His  tryst  wi'  me,  at  what  hour  I  dinna  ken ; 

But  He  bids  me  still  to  wait,  an'  ready  aye  to  be. 

To  gang  at  ony  moment  to  my  ain  countrie. 

Sae  I'm  watching  aye,  and  singin'  o'  my  hame,  as  I  wait 

For  the  soun'ing  o'  His  footfa'  this  side  the  gowden  gate. 

God  gie  His  grace  to  ilka  ane  wha'  listens  noo  to  me. 

That  we  a'  may  gang  in  gladness  to  oor  ain  conntrie. 


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My  Last  Cigar 


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2.  I     leaned  up  -  on     the    quar  -  ter  -  rail,  And  looked  down  in       the     sea,  E'en 

3.  I   watched  the    ash  -  es       as      it    came  Fast   draw-ing      to       the     end;  I 

4.  I've    seen    the  land     of      all       I     love   Fade      in     the     dis  -  tance  dim,  I've 


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there   the     pur  -  pie  wreath   of    smoke  Was     curl  -  ing    grace  -  ful  -  ly.  0, 
watched  it      as      a     friend  would  watch    Be  -  side      a       dy  -  ing  friend;     But 

watched  a  -  bove   the   blight  -  ed     heart.  Where  once  proud  hope    had    been ;  But    I've 


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what  had      I      at  such     a    time.  To      do  with  wast  -  ing  care  ?  A  -  las !  the  trem-bling 
still  the  flame  crept  slow -ly     on.    It     van-ished   in  -  to    air,      I    threw  it  from  me, 
nev-er  known   a      sor     -     row  That  could  with  that  com -pare.  When  off   the  blue  Ca - 


think,   in    sooth.  It      was    my  last  ci  -  gar. 

tear    pro-claimed  It      was    my  last  ci  -  gar. 

spare   the    tale.    It      was    my  last  ci  -  gar. 

na  -  ry     Isles,    I   smoked  my  last  ci  -  gar. 


was  my  last    d  -  gar, 


was  my  last   ci  -  gar ;    I  breath'd  a  sigh   to  think,  in  sooth,  It     was  my  last  d  -  gar. 


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/        Eliza  Cooke 

Andante  con  espresHone, 


The  Old  Arm  Chair 


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3.  'TU  '     past ! 


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chide  me     for   lor  -  ing       that    old      arm  chair  ? 
eye       grew  dim,       and  her    locks  were  grey, 
quir-er  -  ing    breath  and   throb-bing  brow; 


I're  treas-nred       it  long      as    a 
And  I    al     -     most  wor-shipp'd  her 
'Twas  there       she  nurs'd  me/twas 


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when       she  smil'd.     And        tum'd  from  her  bi    -    ble  to      bless     her        child, 
there       she    died;       And         mem-'ry         flows       with       la    -    ra  tide. 


The  Old  Arm  Chair 


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was  shattered,  my  earth 
ing  drops     start    down 


will  start !  Would  ye    learn 
star    fled;     I  learnt 

my  cheek ;  But     I    love  it. 


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moth-er  sat  there.      And     a      sa    -    cred    thing    is  that    old      arm     chair, 

heart  can  bear.    When    I     saw       her       die      in  that     old      arm     chair. 

can       -       not  tear         My  soul    from   a  moth  -  er's         old      arm     chair. 


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Ca&olinb  Nokton 


Love  Not 


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a.  Lore 
3.  Lore 

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not  I 
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lore 
lore 
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notl  ye  hap-less    sons  of     clay; 

notl  the  thing  you  love  may  die, 

not!  the  thing  yon  love  may  change, 

not  I  0  wam-ing  vain-ly     said  ! 


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May  per  -  ish 
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are    made    of    earth  -  ly    flow'rs ; 
the      gay    and  glad  -  some  earth ; 
may   cease    to    smile  on       you, 
in      the   years  gone     by. 


Things   that  are  made     to 
The       si  -  lent  stars,    the 
The      Idnd-ly    beam-ing 
Love    flings  a      ha    -   lo 


fade  and  fall  a-way.     Ere  they  have  blossomed, 

blue  and  smiling  sky,  Beams  on    its  grave  as 

eye  grow  cold  and  strange,The  heart  still  warmly 

round  the  dear  one's  head.  Fault  -  le88,im  -  mor-tal, 


for  a   few  . 
once  up -on 
beat,yet  not  . 


short  hours, 
its  birth, 
be       true. 


till  they  change     or       die. 


LfOve  Not 


278 


ad  lib. 


Ere         they  hare  blossomed 
Beams       on   its  grave  as 

The        heart  still  warmly 
Fault    -    Uss^im  -  mor-tal, 


for  a  few  short  hours, 

once  up-on  ita  birth. 

beat,yet  not  be  true, 

till  they  change  or  die. 


LoTe  notl  love  notl 

Lore  not!  love  not! 

Love  not!  love  not! 

Love  notl  lore  not! 


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Tr.  BORTHWICK 


My  Jesus,  as  Thou  Wilt 


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a.  My      Je  -    sus,    as  Thou  wilt:  Thoaghteen    thro' ma-ny  a  tear.     Let      not    my 
3.  My      Je  -    sua,    as  Thou  wilt:      All     shall    be     well  for  me;    Each  chang-ing 

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hand   of    lore     I       would  my    all     re   -   sign.       Thro'    sor  -  row    or     thro'joy, 
star    of   hope   Grow  dim  or       dis  -  ap  -   pear.       Since   Thou   on     earth  hast  wept 
fu  -  ture  scene   I        glad-ly      trust  with     Thee.     Straight  to      my    home   a -bore, 


Con -duct  me    asThineown,   And    help  me    still  to  say/' My  Lord^Thy  will  be  done." 

And   sor- row 'd  oft    a -lone,     If     ImustweepwithThee/'My  Lord,Thywill  be  done." 

I      trav-el     calm-ly  on,      And    sing  in     life  or  death/' My  Lord,Thy  will  be  done." 


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Your  Mission 


Jessie  R.  Gates 
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a.  If  you  are    too  weak   to  jour  -  ney   Up      the    moun  -  tain,8teep  and  high ;  You   can 

3.  If  yon  have  not  gold  and    sil  •  ver     Et  -  er      read  -  y     to     command;  If     yon 

4.  If  yon  can    not     in     the   con  -  flict  Prove  your  -  self       a     sol  -  dier  true.     If,  where 

5.  Do  not,  then,stand   i  -  dly  wait-ing,  For   some  great-  er  work  to     do;    For -tune 


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stand  with  -  in      the  val  -  ley,    While  the  mul  -   ti  -  tudes  go      by ;      You     can 

can  not  towards  the  need  -  y,     Reach  an  ev   -    er      0   -  pen   hand ;    Yon     can 

fire  and  smoke  are  thick-  est.  There's  no  work    for    you  to       do;    When   the 

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chant  in     hap  -  py     meas  -  ure.     As     they  slow  -  ly  pass       a  -  long,  Though  they 

Yis   -  it     the      at  -   flict  -  ed.    O'er    the     err   -  ing  you      can   weep,    You     can 

bat   -  tie  -  field      is         si  -  lent,  You    can     go      with  care  -  ful     tread.  You     can 

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lend   a  hand  to  help  theniyAs  they  launch  their  boats  away,  As  they  launch  their  boats  away. 

may  for- get  the  sing-er,  They  will  not  for -get   the  80ng,Xhey  will  not  for- get  •  the  song. 

be     a  true  dis-ci- pie,  Sit -ting  at   the  Sav-iour's  feet,  Sit  -  ting  at    the  Saviour's  feet. 

bear    a -way  the  wounded, You  can  cov- er    up    the  dead,  You   can   cov-er    up  the  dead. 

want  a  field  of   la  -  bor,  You  can  find     it    an  -  y-where,You   can  find    it    an  -  y-where. 


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a.    Be     thatpray'r   a -gain     re- peat -ed,  God   speed   the  right;    Ne'er     de  -  spair  -  ing, 
3.   Pa  -  tient,  firm,  and   per-   se  -rer-ing,  God   speed   the  right;    Ne'er  th'e-7ent    nor 


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tho'  de  -  feat  -  ed,  God  speed  the  right 
dan  •  ger    fear  -  ing,    God    speed  the   right 


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Be     our   zeal      in  heav'n  re  -  cord  -  ed, 

Like    the   good    and  great    in      sto  -  ry, 

Pains,  nor  toils,    nor   tri  -  als    heed -ing. 


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sue  -  cess  on  earth  re  -  ward  •  ed,  God  speed  the  right, 
we  fail,  we  fail  with  glo  -  ry,  God  speed  the  right, 
the  strength  of  heay'n  sue  -  ceed  -  ing,  God    speed  the  right. 


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God  speed  the  right. 

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G.  Clifton  Bingham 


Love's  Old,  Sweet  Song 


J.  L.  MOLLOT 


I.  Chic«  la  tha  dnar  dead  days  be-yond  re  -call.  When  on  the  world  uie  mist  be-gan  to   fall, 
a.     S  -  Ten  to  -  day  we  hear  Lore's  aong  of  yraOyDeep  in  our  hearts  it  dwells  for-er  -er  more ; 


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Out    of  the  dreams  that  rose  in  happy  throng  Low    in  our  h^rts  lore  sang  an  old  sweet  song; 
Foot-stepe  may  fal  -  ter, wea-ry  grow  the  way ,  Still  we  can  hear  it      at    the  doee  of  day ; 


And    in  the  dnsk  where  fell  the  firelight  gleam,Softly  it  wore  iteelf  in  -  to     oar    diSm. 
So    till  the  end|When  life's  dim  shadows  (allyLow  will  be  foond  the  sweetest  song  of  all. 


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Just    a  song  at    twi- light,     when  the  lights  are  low, 


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Jack    and   Gill  went 
Lit  -  tie    Jane    ran 

3.  Nim  -  ble  Dick    ran 

4.  Care-  ful    Mat    took 

5.  Whined  one  young  pike,  "  I 

6.  Here  came     a     tront,  and  flounced  a  - 

7.  'Xwas  pike    and  trout,  now     in,     now 

8.  And     all      this     ill,  when  Jack    and 


up 
up 
up 
up 
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the 
the 

80 

the 

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hill,    To    draw 

lane,  To     hang 

quick,  He     tum  • 

cat.  And    flung 

like    A       cat 

bout.  And  »made 

out.  Till    when 

GiU  Went   for 


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her  clothes  a    - 

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in      the 

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here 

in      the 

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Jack  fell  down  and  broke  his  crown,And  Gill  came  tum-  bling 
6he  called  for  Nell  to  ring  the  bell.  For  Jack  and  Gill  were 
He  bent  his  bow  to  shoot  a  crow.  And  killed  poor  puss  in  the 
The     fish  -  es 'round  came    at      the  sound.  To 

"Hush  I  hush!  she's  dead,"  an    old    pike    said,  And 

**LeaTe  her  for  me  a  -  lone," cried  he:  And 
An  eel  slipped  in  as  sly  as  sin,  And 
And  Jack    fell   down  and  broke    his  crown,And 


what  made    the 
I     will    eat      her 
then  there  came     a 
car  -  ried     off       the 
Gill  came  torn  -  bling 


af  -  ter. 
dy  -  ing. 
win  -  dow. 
splat -ter. 
liT  -  er." 
bat  -  tie. 
plnn-der. 
af  -  t«r« 


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ni  Hang  My  Harp  on  a  Willow  Tree 

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z.      ril         hang      my  harp  on     a      wil  -  low   tree,      I'll      oS      to      the      wars     a  - 

a.      She      took  me     a  -  way  from  my   war  -  like   lord.    And  gave  me       a       silk  -  en 

3.  Then  I'll  hide  in   my  breast  er  - 'ry    self  -  ish    care,     Til  flush  my     pale    cheek  with 

4.  Bat       one  gold -en  tress   of     her  hair  I'll  twine,    In      my    hel-met's    sa  -   ble 


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gain,  My    peace-f ul  home  has  no  charms  for  me,  The  bat  -  tie    field    no    pain ; 

suit,  I      tho't   no  more  of  my  mas  -  ter's  8word,Bat  play'd  my  mas  -  ter's  lute ; 

wine ;  When  smiles  a  -  wake  the  bri  -  dal  pair,  I'll    has  -  ten  to  give  them  mine, 

plume,  And  then  on  the  field     of   Pal  -  es-tine   I'll  seek    an   ear  -  ly     doom; 


The 
She 
I'll 
And 


la-dy    I      love     will  soon  be '  a  bride, With  a     di  -  a-dem  on  her     brow.  ;;!il 

seem'd  to  think  me  a  boy          a  -  hove      Her       pa  •  ges    of  low  ae  -  gree.  Oh  I 

laugh  and  I'll  sing  tho' my  heart    may  bleed.  And  I'll  walk  in    the  fes  -  tive   train.  And 

if   by  the  Sar-h-cen's  hand        I    fall,   'Mid  the    no     -     ble  and  the     brave,  A 


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why  did  she  flat- ter  my   boy-ish pride,She'8  go-ing  to    leare    me  now,  Ohl 

had    I   but  lOT'd  with  a     boy-ish  love,  It  would  have  been  better  for   me,  Oh  1 

if      I   sur-yive   it   I'll  mount  my  eteed^And  off  to  the   wars      a -gain,  And 
tear  from  my  La    -    dy    love    is  all     I    ask  for  the   war-rior's  grave,       A 


now. 
me. 
gain, 
grare. 


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Rest  for  the  Weary 


S.  Y.  Harmer. 


Rev.  J.  W.  Dadmun 


I.    In  the 

a.  He  is 

3.  Pain  nor 

4.  Death  it  - 

5.  Sing,  0 


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Christian's  home  in     glo  -  ry.    There    re  -  mains  a    land    of     rest,    There  my 

fit  -  ting   up    my    man-sion.  Which    e  -  ter  -  nal  -  ly    shall  stand,    For   my 

sick-ness  ne'er  shall   en -ter,    Grief    nor  woe   my    lot  shall  share;  But     in 

self  shall  then   be  ranquished.  And    his  sting  shall  be  with-drawn ;  Shout  for 

sing,  ye  heirs   of     glo  -  ry.    Shout  your  tri-umph    as    you     go ;       Zi  -  on's 


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Saviour's  gone  be- fore  me,      To    ful-fil   my  soul's  re -quest.  There  is     rest 


for 


stay  shall  not    be  tran-sient     In  that  ho-ly,  hap-py  land, 
that  ce  -  les  -  tial  cen  -  tre,       I       a  crown  of  life  shall  wear, 
gladness,  0,     ye  ransomed.  Hail  with  joy  the  ris  -  ing  morn, 
gate  will   0-  pen   for  you.    You  shall  find  an  entrance  through. 


On  the   oth-er  side 


the 
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wea-ry,There  is  rest  for  the  wea-ry,There  is   rest    for  the  wea-ry,There  is  rest  for 
Jor-  dan.  In  the  sweet  fields  of  E-den, Where  the  tree  of  life  is  blooming,There  is  rest  for 


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Twenty  Years  Ago 


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I.   I're  wan-der'd  to      the    Til-lage, 
s.  The  grass     is    Jnst      as  grsen^dear 

3.  The    riT  -  er*s  run  -  ning  just    as 

4.  The  spring  that  bub  -  bled 'neath  the 

5.  Hear  by     the  spring,  up  -  on     an 

6.  My   lids    haye  long   been  dry,  dear 

7.  Some  now    are     In       the  chnrch-yard 


Tom,  I'Te  sat 
Tom,  bare -foot 
still ;  the  wU  • 
hilly  close  by 
elm,  yon  know 
Tom,  but  tears 
laid,  some  sleep 


be-neath  the  tree, 

-  ed   boys    at    play 

-  lows  on      its    side 
the  spread-ing  beech, 

I      cut    your  name, 
came  in     my  eyes; 
be-neath  the    sea. 


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on       the  school-house  play-ing 

sport  -  ing    jnst  as     we    did 

larg  -  er    than  they  were,  dear 

▼e    -    ry     low,  'twas  once     so 

sweet-heart's  just  be  -  neath    it, 

thought  of     her  I     loved    so 

few      are     left  0^     our     old 


ground, which  shel-ter'd   you 
then,  with  spir-its     just 
Tom,  the  stream  ap  -  pears 
high  that    we  could     al  - 
Tom,  and   you   did    mine 
well,  those  ear  -  ly      bro  - 
class,  ez-cept-ing    yon 


aod    me. 
as    gay; 
less  wide, 
most  reach; 
the  same; 
ken  ties; 
and  me; 


But 
But  the 

The 

And 
Some 
I 

And 


none  were  there     to  greet  me,        Tom ; 

Mas  -  ter  sleeps   up  -  on       the     bill 
grape -Tine  swing    is     ru  -  ined,      nuw 
kneel  -  ing  down    to    get         a    drink, 
heart*  -  less  wretch  had  peeled    the    bark. 

Tie  -  it  -.ed       the  old     church-yard, 
when    our  time  shall  come,    dear   Tom, 


and  few   were  left      to  know, 
which, coat  -  ed    o'er    with  snow, 

where  once    we  played  the  beau, 

dear  Tom,    I     start  -ed  so 

'twas  dy  -  ing   sure     but  slow, 

and  took  someflow'rs  to  strew 

and  we      are  called   to  go, 


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play'd   with   us        up  -  on       the   s^^ss,  some  twen  - 

ford  -   ed      us         a      slid  -  ing    place   just  twen  - 

swung    our  sweet-hearts/' pret  -  ty    girls/' just  twen  - 

see       how  much    that     I       was  changed  since  twen  - 

as       that   one,  whose  name   was    cut,     died  twen  - 

on       the  graves    of     those     we   loved    some  twen  - 

hope    they'll  lay       us   where    we  played  just  twen  - 


ty 

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ty 

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ty 

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ty 

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2.  In       self  -  ish     toil 

3.  Be     strong  in     hope, 


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you  can-  not  find  the  way; 
nor       doubt  your   Fa  -  ther's  care ; 

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eyes,      you        peer    in   -  to      the      night; 
ward      will        nev-er     bring  you.    gain; 
world,     the       clouds  are      all    your     own; 


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Soul,    sing      a    -  gain  hope's 

0  trust  God's  love,  your 

Sun  -  shine,  and  joy,  and 

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ef  -  fort  He'll  re  -   pay, 

glo  -  ry     ev  -  'ry  -  where, 


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Look        up,  dear  heart,  bo  -  hold  the     per 
no         giv  -  eth  smiles  for    tears,  and    joy 
Make     earth   a  heav'n  where  dark-ness     is 


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I  Cannot  Sing  the  Old  Songs 


Claribkl 


X.  I       can  -  not    sing      the      old     songs    I       sang  long  years       a   -   go,  For 

2.  I       can  -  not    sing     the      old     songSyTheir  charm  is      sad      and    deep ;         Their 


3.  I       can  -  not    sing      the      old     songs,  For       yis  -  ions  come      a  -  gain, 


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heart  and  voice  wonld  fail  me,  And  fool  -  ish  tears  would  flow ;  For  by  -  gone  hours  come 
mel  -  0  -  dies  would  wak  -  en  Old  sor  •  rows  from  their  sleep ;  And  tho'  all  un  -  for  - 
gold  -en  dreams  de  -  part  -  ed,  And  years  of    wea  -  ry     pain ;     Per  -  haps  when  earth  -  ly 


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got  -  ten  still,  And  sad  -  ly  sweet  they    be,  I     can  -  not  sing    the  old    songs.  They 

fet-ters  shall  Hare  set    my    spir-it      free.       My  voice  may  know  the  old    songs,  For 


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dream  those  dreams  a-gain, 
are   too  dear    to    me, 
all     e  -  ter  -  ni  -  ty, 


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I    can  -  not  sing  the    old  80ngs,0r  dream  those  dreams  a-gain. 
I    can  -  not  sing  the    old  songs,They  are  too  dear    to      me. 
My  voice  may  know  the  old  songSyFor  all     e-  ter-  ni  -  ty. 


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z.  Shall  we   meet  be-yond  the    riy  -  er,  Where  the  surg  -  es    cease    to 

a.  Shall  we   meet  in   that  blest  har  -  bor,  When  our  storm  -  y   voyage  is 

3.  Shall  we   meet  in    yon-  der    cit  -  y.  Where  the tow'rs     of     crys-tal 

4.  Shall  we   meet  there  ma  -  ny  loved  ones,  That  were  torn    from    our     em 

5.  Shall  we  meet  with  Christ,  our  Sav  -  iour,  When   He  comes    to     claim  His 


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Where    in      all  the  bright  for  -  ev  -  er. 

Shall    we  meet  and    cast    the     an  -  chor 

Where  the  walls  are     all      of      jas  -  per. 

Shall    we     lis  -  ten      to     their    vol-  ces, 

Shall    we  know  His   bless  -  ed       fa  -  vor, 


Sor  -  row  ne'er    shall  press  the    soul  ? 

By     the  bright,    ce  -  les  -  tial  shore? 
Built   by    work -man- ship     di  -  vine? 
And     be-  hold    them  face      to     face? 
And    sit    down     up  -  on      His  throne  ? 


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When  Shall  We  Three  Meet  Again 


I .  Wb^n  shall  we  three  meet  again?  When  shall  we  three  meet  a-gain?  Oft  shall  glowing  hope  ex-pire, 
a.  Tho^    in    dis-tant  lands  we  sigh^Parch'd  beneath  the  burning  sky  ;Tho'  the  deep  beneath  us  rolls, 

3.  When  aronnd  theyonthfnl  pine  Moss  shall  creep^nd  iyy  twine  ;When  these  bnrnish'd  locks  are  gray, 

4.  When  the  dreams  of  life  are  fled, When  its  wast-ed  lamp  is  dead;  When  in  cold  ob  -  liYion's  shade 


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Oft  shall  wearied  love  re -tire,  Oft  shall  death  and  sor-rowreign,Bre  we  three  shall  meet  a-gain. 
Friendship  shall  unite  our  souls ;  8  till  in  Fan-cy 's  rich  domain  Oft  shall  we  threa  meet  a-gain. 
Thinned  by  ma-ny  a  toil-spent  day, May  this  long-lovM  bow'r  remain,Here  may  we  three  meet  again. 
Beau-ty,wealth,and  pow'r  arelaidyWhere  immortal  spirits  reign,There  shall  we  three  meet  again. 

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When  This  Cruel  War  is  Over 


Chas.  C.  Sawyer 


H£NRY  Tucker 


ModercUo  e  carUabiU 


X.  Dear  - 
a.  When 

3.  If 

4.  But 


est  one,  do   you   re  -  mem    -  ber 

the  sum-mer  breeze  is     sigh    -   ing 

a  -  mid  the  din    of     bat     -    tie, 

cur  conn-try  called  you,  loved      one, 


When   we    last    did    meet? 
Mourn -ful  -  ly       a   -  long; 

No  -  bly    you  should  fall ; 

An  -  gels  guide  your    way ; 


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When    you  told  me  how  you  loved  me, 

Or     when  autumn  leaves  are  fall    -  ing, 

Far        a -way  from  those  who  love  you, 

While    our  "  Southern  boys"  are  fight    -  ing. 


Kneel -ing     at      my  feet? 

Sad  -  ly  breathes  the  song. 

None    to      hear   you  call : 

We    can      on  -  ly  pray. 


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When  This  Cruel  War  is  Over 


285 


Oh  I    how  proud  yon  stood  bo  -  fore 
Oft        in  dreams  I    see    you   ly 
Who  would  whis-per  words  of    com 
When    you  strike  for  God  and  Free 


me, 
ing 
fort? 
dom, 


In  your  suit       of    grav ;    . 

On  the    bat  -   tie   plain;    . 

Who  would  soothe  your  pain  ?— . 

Let  all     na    -  tionssee    .    . 


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Lone  -  ly,wound-ed,    ev  -  en  dy     • 

Such    are     ma  -  ny    cru  -  el  fan    - 

How     you   loTO  our  South-ern  ban    <- 


.    try 

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ner. 


Ne'er    to  go  a  -  stray  1 

Call -ing,  but  in     vain. 

£▼  -  er  in  my    brain  I 

Sm-blem  of  the     free. 


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Sighs    and  tears,  how  Tain; 


When  this  cru  -  el   war   is      o      -     ver,       Pray  -  ing  then  to  meet  a  -  gain  I 


Paddle  Your  Own  Canoe 


M.  HOBSON 


I.  I've  traV-eU'd 

a.  I  have 

3.  It's  all      ve    - 

4.  If  a  hur  -  ri   - 


a  - 
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wife 
well 
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my  time   And  of 

my  life,  No 

a  friend,—  That 

day  sides,  And  the 


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trou-bles    I've  seen 

lov  -  er       to  prove 

is,      if  you've  prov'ed     him     true,—    .    .    .    But  you'll  find 

sun 


a       few,   ....  But     found        it      bet  -  tar      in 

un   -  true,   ....   But    the     whole      day     long  with    a 


it 


is    lost 


to       view. 


bet  -  ter     by 


Move  stead -i   -  ly      by   with     a 


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ev     -    'ry  clime  To   pad  -  die  my   own  ca  -  noe. 

laugh  and  a    song,    I    pad  -  die  my   own  ca  -  noe. 

far,  in  the     end.  To  pad  -  die  your  own  ca  -  noe. 

stead  -  fast  eye.  And  pad  -  die  your  own  ca  -  noe. 


My  wants      are    small,      I 
I  rise  with  the  lark,  and  from 
"Tobor-row     is    dear-er     by 
The  dai-sies  that  grow  in    the 


Paddle  Your  Ovrn  Canoe 


not      at  all    If  1117      debts  are   paid  wh«D  doe. 

day-ligbt    till  dark  I        do  what  I      have  to  do. 

far    than     to  buy,"-:-  A     max-  im,  tho'    old,  itill  tnio; 

bri(lit       giMn  fielda,  An  bloom -in(  so   sweet  foi  vou. 


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Robin  Adair 


Andante  affetiuoso 


I.  What's  thia  dull  town  tome?  Rob-in's   not     near;        Whatwaa't     I       wiah'd        to  aee? 
I.  Wliatmadeth'Aa-eembly  shine? Rob-in     A  -   dairl  What  made   the       ball  so  fine? 

3.    Bnt  now  thon'rt  cold  tome,   Rob -in       A  -  dairl  Bnt    now  thon'rt  cold  to   me. 


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What    wlsh'd      to         hear?  Where'*  all  the     Joy    and  mirth  Made  this  town    a 

Bob    -    in  was     there  I  What, when  the    play  was  o'er, What  nude  mj 

Sob    -    in  A    -     dairl  Tet,him  I     tor'd     so  weU  StUl  in     my 


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heart  so  sore?— Oh  1  it  was  part-ingwith  Rob- in  A 
heart  shall  dwelll  Oh  I    I         can    ne'er  for- get    Rob -in     A 


dairl 
dairl 
dairl 


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289 


AUegretto 


Miss  Lucy  Long 


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z.  I        ]i8t  Gome  <mt    a -fore  you,  To  sing   a     llt-tl«    song,  I  pUyt    it      on      da 

a.  I        ask  her  for    to  mar-ry,  She  hadn't    mvchto     say,  Bnt  said  she'd  rath  -  er 

3.  My  mam-ma's  got  do    tis-ic,  Xy  dad-dy's  got    de     govt,  Good  mom-ing,  Mis  -  ter 

4.  If    I  had    a  scold-ing  wife,  As  sure  as    she  was  bom,  I'd  take   her    down   to 


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ban-  jo.     And  dey  calls  it    Lu  -  cy  Long, 
tar  -  ry,      So     I     let   her  have  her  way. 
Phis-ick,  Does  your  mother  know  yon're  out? 
New-Orleans   And      trade  her  off    for  com. 


Oh,  take  your  time,Xiss  Ln  -  cy,       Take  your 


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time,Xiss  Lu-cy  Long,         Oh,take  yonr  tinie,Miss  Ln-cy,  Take  yonr  time,Mis8  Lo-cy  Long. 


290 


Stonewall's  Requiem 


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1.  The    muf  -  fled  drum    is     beat  -  ing,  There's    a     sad      and  sol-  emn  tread, 

2.  They've  borne  him   to      an     hon  -  or' d  grave,    The   lau    -  rel  crowns  his   brow, 


Oar 
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Ban-ner's  draped  in  moum-ing,As    it  shrouds  "th' illustrious  dead."  Proud  forms  are  bent  with 
hal-low'd  James's  si  -  lent  wave  He's  sweet-ly  sleep  -  in  g  now;       Vir-gin-ia     to    the 


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sor- roWyAnd  all  South-em  hearts  are  sore,         TheHe-ro   now      is   sleep-ing,  No-ble 
South  is   dear,She  holds    a     sa  -  cred  trust,       Our  fall  -  en  braves  from  far  and  near  Are 


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stone -wall    is       no      more, 
cov  -  ered  with   her      dust ; 


'Mid    the     rat  -  tling  of        the   mus  -  kets  And    the 
She  .  .  shrines    the  spot   where  now     is      laid    The 


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can   -  non'8thun-drou8   roar, 
bray    -   est    of      them     all, 


He  stained     the  field     of         glo  -  ry  With     his 
The    mar  -  tyr    of     our      coun-try's  canse.  Our 


rUard, 


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brave  life's  pre  -  cions  gore,      And  though     our    flag  waved  proud  -  ly,     We 
i    -    dol  -  ized    Stone-wall ;     But  though     his    spir  -  it's   waft  -  ed      To 

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vie  -  tors  ere  sun  -  set,    The  gal-la nt  deeds  of  Chance-lors-ville  Will  min-gle  with  re  -  gret. 
hap-pyrealmsa  -  bove,  His  name  shall  live  for  -  ev  -  er  link'd  With  rev-  er-ence  and  love. 


The  Lord's  Prayer 


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X  Our  Father,  who  art  in  heaven,  |  hallowed  |  be  Thy  |  name ;  i|  Thy  kingdom  come.  Thy  will  be 
done  in  |  earth,  as  it  |  is  in  |  heaven ; 

a  Give  us  this  |  day  our  |  daily  |  bread  ;  ||  and  forgive  us  our  trespasses,  as  we  iotgive  \  them  that 
I  trespass  a-  |  gainst  us. 

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the  power,  and  the  |  glory,  for-  |  ever.    A-  |  men. 


The  First  Nowell 


Moderato 


Andent  Song 

4. 


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I.  The    ilnt        Now -ell 
a.  They  looked     a   -  bore, 
3.  And     by 


4.  The    star 

5.  Then  en 

6.  Then  let 


the    liffht 
drew  nigh 
tered  in 
aU 


the  an  -  gela  did  say^  Was  to  cer  -  tain  poor 
and  there  aaw  a  etar,  Aa  it  shone  in  the 
of  that  same  bright  star  There  were  three  wise  men 
nn  -  to  the  north-west ;  0  -  yer  Beth  -  le  -  hem 
Ihoee  wise  men  all  three  Ver-y  rer  -  er-  ent- 
with  one  .    .      ac  -  cord  Sing       prais  -  es      nn  - 


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shop-herds    in  Holds    aa    they  lay—   In       Holds 
east   but      be-yond  them    a  -  far;      And    to 
came  from  the  east  conn -try    far; 
pans  -  ed,   and  there     it 

ly     up  -  on     bend 

to    .    .     onr    heay-en  -ly   Lord, 


J  nhfip\'i  p^^ 


To       seek 

did   rest ;     And    there 
ed  kneOi 


where  they     lay    keep-ing    their 
the     earth     it      gave  forth  great 
the     King     it      was   their    in  - 
did    shine     most  bright,and  did 
And     of     -     f  ered  there     in      His  pros  - 

That  made     the     heav  -  ens   and    earth   of 

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sheep,  On         a       cold     win  -  tor's        night,  that       was 

light,  And  con  -  tin  -   n   -    ed  so  both      day 

tent.  And  to       f61  -  low     the  star  wher  -  ev  -  er 

stay  0    -  Tor    where    the     yonng  Child  and  His        moth 

ence  Gifts  of       gold     and       of  myrrh  and     of         frank 

nanght,        And  with  His         blood  man  -  kind 


SO  deep, 

and  night, 

it  went, 
er        lay. 


-    in  - 
hath  bought. 


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Now-elly       Now-ell,       Now-ell,    Now  -  ell,  Bom   is    the      King   of     Is    -    ra  -  el. 


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293 


'Tis  Midnight  Hour 

Moderaio  seherzando  simplice 


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z. 'Tis  midnight  hour,    the  moon  shines  bright,The  dew-drops  blaze      be-neath  her    ray,    The 
2. 'Tis  midnight  honfi  from  flow'r  to    flow'r    The  way-ward   ze    -  phyr  floats  a  -  long,     Or 


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twink-ling   stars      their   trembling  light      Like  bean -ty's  eyes        dis-play; 
lin-gers     in  the    shad-ed  bow'r       To  hear    the  night- bird's  song; 


Then 
Then 


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mid -night  song       with  mag- ic      art       Shall  chase  that  dream        a  -way. 


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294 


The  Lost  Chord 


Adelaide  A.  Proctor 
Andante  modercUo 


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sound  of     a  great  A  -  men,Likd  the  sound   of     a      great    A  -  men. 


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8va 


qui-et-ed  pain  and  sor-row,Like  love    o  -ver-oom-ing  strife,      It  seemed  the  har-mo-nious 

8va j 

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296 


The  Lost  Chord 

tranquillo  sempre 


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one    per- feet  peace,    And  trembled  a -way  in -to    si-lence,  Aa     if      it  were  loth    to 


cease; 


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Go  'way,  Old  Man  I 


Song  of  Louisiana  Negroes 


Arranged  by  A.  M.  Kxith 


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X.  Oh   ru  build     me         a  lit -tie  hut.  In    the     moun-tains  so     high  For  to 

a.  Oh  t  her  eyes  spar-kle  like  de    di  -  a-mondyLike  de      bright  morn-in'    star.  Oh  I  her 

3.  Oh  1  she    do       look       so  sweet.  Like  de 

4.  Now  s'posin  I  should  go  to  New  Or-  leans    An' 


rose      on    de     Tine,     Long 
take    sick  an      die,  Likede 


5.     Then  come      back      to  your   true      lOToWhende     pun'kinsamin  bloom.  When  de 


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gaze    on     my       true  love.  As      she    do  pass  by  I      Go  'way,  old  .«»«, 

cheeks  am    so  lub  -  ly      Her    face  am     so   fa'rl     Go 'way,  old  man,  . 

lib      dat   lubMy     la  -  dy      Dat  dwells  in     my  min'l    Go 'way,  old  man,  . 

flies      in  -  to   de  conn -try,     My   spir-it   would  fly  1     Go 'way,  old  man,, 

hummin^  birds  am  a   sing  -  in'     In  de  sweet  month  of  June  1  Go  'way,  old  man,  . 


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X.  'Twas  a      calm,    still  nisht^and  the  moon's  pale   light    Shone    soft    o'er      hill    and 

9.        Her    cheeks  that  once  glowed  with  the  rose  tint  of  health^By  the  hand     of  disease  had  turned 


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she  said,  to   the  land    of        rest,"  And        ere     my  strength  shall 


4.  'Neath  the    chest-  not  tree,where  the  wild  flow'rsgrow,And  the  stream  rip-pies  forth  thro' the 


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pale, 
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When  friends  mute  with  grief  stood  around  the  death-bed  Of  my  poor  lost  Lil-ly  Dale. 
And  the  death  damp  was  on  the      pure  white  brow  Of  my  poor  lost  Lil  -  ly  Dale. 
I  must  tell  you   where,  near  my  own  lo^ed  home.  You  must  lay  poor  Lilly  Dale. 
Where  the  birds  shall  war  -  ble  their  songs  in  spring,There  lay  poor  Lil  -  ly  Dale. 


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Oh !    Lil  -  ly,    sweet  Lil  -  ly,    dear     Lil  -  ly     Dale,  Now  the  wild  rose  blossoms  o'er  her 


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Andante 


In  the  Gloaming 


Annie  Fortkscue  HAKKiaoN 


I.  In        the  gloam-ins      0       my   dar  -  ling  I  when  the  lights  are    dim     and  low— 
».  In        the  gloam-ing      0       my   dar  -  ling  I  think  not     bit  -  ter  -  ly        of    me  I 


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And       the  qui  -  et     shad  -  owe  fall  -  ing,  soft  -  ly    come   and    soft    -   ly     go, — 
Tho*        I  passed    a  -  way       in      si  -  lenoe,  left    you  lone  -  ly,     set        yon  free. 


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When       the  winds  are    sob-    bing  faint  -  ly     with        a    gen -tie,     nn- known  woe, 
For        my  heart  was  crushed  with  long  -  ing,  what      had  been  could  ner  -  er       be. 


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Will       you  think  of     me        and  love     me,    As      you    did     once  long         a  -  go  ? 
It         was  best  to     leave       you  thus,    dear.  Best      for    you      and    best        for  {OmU,) 


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was    best  to  leare  yon  thus,  .  .  .    Best  for  you  and  best  for    me.  . . 


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Annie  Laurie 


Tenderly 


Lady  John  Scott 


I.  Has- wel- ton's  braes    are  bon-nie.  Where  ear-ly     fa's   the  dew,    And 'twas  there  that 
a.  Her   brow     is   like     the  snaw-drift.  Her  throat  is      like    the  swan.   Her  face    it 

3.  Like  dew    onth'gow-an   ly  -  ing    Isth'  fa' 0' her     fair  -  y   feet.     And   like  winds  in 


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An- nie  Lan-rie    Gave  me    her  pvam  -  ise  tme.    Gave  me    her  prom  -  ise  tmOi      Which 
is     the  fair -est    That  e'er  the  snn  shone  on.     That  e'er  the  sun  shone  on.       And 
snm-mer  sigh-ing,    Her  TOice    is   low     and  sweet.  Her  yoice   is  low    and  sweet.  And  she'i 


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B  :^3  I'^y 


g>  ]!!  i  3;;  3  u 


ne'er  for-got    will  be.     And  for  boii-nie  Aa-nie  Lan-  rie    I'd     lay  medoon  and  dee. 

dark  bine  is     her  e'e.     And  for  bon-nie  An*nie  Lan-  rie    I'd     lay  medoon  and  dee. 

a*    the  world  to    me.     And  for  bon^iie  An-nie  Lan-  rie    I'd     lay  medoon  and  dee. 


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My  Grandma's  Advice 


Anonymons 


1.  My    Grand -ma       liTes      on        yon- derlit-tle  green, 

2.  These  false     young  men      they     flat -ter  and  de-ceive, 


Fine 

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old       la   -    dy 

my     loTe,    yon  most 


3.  The    first     came  a  court  -  ing  was  lit  -  tie  Johny  Green,         Fine  young   man      as 

4.  The    next    came  a  court  -  ing  was  young    Sl-lis  Groye^'Twas  then     we      met     with   a 

5.  Thinks  I        to   my-self,     there's  some      mis-  take:  What     a       fuss      these 


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OT  -  er  was    seen 

not  be  -  lieye 

ey  -  er  was    seen 

joy    -  ons     love 
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She        of     -  ten         can-  tioned 

They »n  flat  -  ter,  they'll  coax,     till 

But  the  words  of   my  Grand  -  ma 

With  a     joy    -  ous        lore       I 


me        with       care.        Of 
you  are  in  their  snare,  And  a- 
ran        in  my  head.  And  I 
couldn't  be    a  -  fraid.  You'd 


folks  make  1    If   the    boys       and  the  girls      had     all  been  so   a  -  fraid.  Then 


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all        false  young     men         to           be -ware.  Tim-e 

way.      goes    poor       old          grand  -  ma's  care.  Tim  -  e 

could     not      hear       one         word       he    said.  Tim-e 

bet-ter   get      mar  -  ried  than  die    an  old   maid.  Tim-e 

Grand-ma  her  -  self  would  have  died  an   old   maid.  Tim  -  e 


tim  -  e  -  um  tum 

tim  -  e  -  um  tum 

tim-e-  um  tum 

tim  -  e  -  um  tum 

tim  -  e  -  um  tum 


My  Grandma's  Advice 


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tim  -  e  -  nm  pa  ta,  •  .    .     Of     all         false     young     men        to  be  -  ware, 

tim  -  e  -  um  pa  ta,  .  .    And    a  -  way    goes       poor       old  Grand  -  ma's    care, 

tim  -  e  •  um  pa  ta,         And   I      could      not        hear       one 

tim  -  e  -  um  pa  ta,  .  . 

tim  -  e  -  um  pa  ta,  •  . 


word  he  said. 
.  You'd  bet- ter  get  mar  -  ried  than  die  an  old  maid. 
.  Then  Grandma  her   -   self    would  have  died  an    old     maid. 


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Oh    come,  come  a  -  way,  from     la  -  bor  now    re  -  pos  -  ing,  Let    bu  -  sy    care     a  - 
From  toil,    and   the  cares,  with  which  the  day    is     clos  -  ing,  The  hour   of    eve  brings 
While  sweet  Phil  -  o  -   mel    the      wea  -  ry   tray  -  'ler  cheer  -  ing,  With  eve  -  ning  songs  her 

The  bright  day    is    gone,  the     moon  and  stars  ap  -  pear  -  ing,  With  sil  -  yer  light   il  - 


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while  for  -  bear,  Oh,  come,  come  a 

sweet  re  -  prieYe,Oh,  come,  come  a 

note   pro  -  longs,  Oh,  come,  come  a 

lume  the   night,  Oh,  come,  come  a 


-  way.  Come,  come    our     so  -  cial    joys     re  -  new, 

-  way.  Oh,    come,where  lore  will  smile    on    thee, 

-  way.  In       an-sw'ring  songs  of     sym  -  pa  -  thy, 

-  way.  We'U     join     in    grate -ful  songs    of    praise. 


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And  there, where  love  and  friendship  grew,Let  true  hearts  welcome  yon,Oh,  come,  come  a  -  way. 

And  round  its  hearth  will  gladness  be.  And  time  fly     mer  -  ri  -  ly.   Oh,  come,  come  a  -  way. 

We'll  sing  in   tune-ful  har-mo-ny.  Of   hope,  joy,     lib-er-  ty.   Oh, come,  come  a-  way. 

To  Him  who  crowns  our  peacef!il  days, With  health,hope,happiness.  Oh,  come,  come  a  -  way. 


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X.I  fain     a  winning  tale  would  tel!  tbee,  And  know  my-self  scarce  what  it   isi  And 

a.  I  fain  would  sing  in  plain-tive  mea-sure     A   lay     that  to  thy  heart  should  go.  But 

3.  I  fain  would  write  a  loT-ing  let   -  ter  That  might  to  me  thy  heart     in-cline.  But 
Con  leggerezza 


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if    the  question  thou  shouldst  ask  me,     My    an  -  swer  should  be  on-ly  this:  'Tit 

when       I  seek  the  tuneful  trea  -  sure,        A  voice  'within  me  an-swers  so :  'Tia 

here      a  -  gain  I   fare  no  bet  -   ter  For   all     my  tho'ts  in  this  com-bine :  I 

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thee    I      love    with  aU      my  heart,  'Tis  thee      a  -  lone,   yes,    thee,     .    .  I 

thee    I      love    with  all      my  heart,  'Tis  thee      a  -  lone,   yes,    thee,    .    .  I 

love   but  thee    with  all      my  heart.  But  thee      a  -  lone,   yes,    thee,    .    .  I 


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The  Son  of  God  Goes  Forth  to  War 


Bishop  Hkber 


H.  S.  CUTLBK 


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X.  The  Son   of  God  goes  forth  to  war,    A    king-ly  crown  to  gain;       His  blood-red  han-ner 

2.  The  mar-tyr  flrst,whose  ea-  gle  eye  Could  pierce  beyond  the  grave.    Who  saw  his  Mas-ter 

3.  A  glo-rions  band,the  cho  -  sen  few  On  whom  the  Spir-it  came,  Twelve  yaliant  saints,their 

4.  A    no  -  ble  ar  -  my,  men  and  boys,The  ma-  tron  and  the  maid,        A-  round  the  Saviour's 


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^±ri\t\tiH-^[^ 


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streams   a- far:  Who    fol-lows    in      His  train  ?  Who  best  can  drink  His     cup     of  woe, 
in      the  sky.  And   called  on     Him     to    save :  Like  Him,with  par -don      on     his  tongue 
hope  they  knew,And  mocked  the  cross  and  flame :  They  met  the     ty  -  rant's  brandished  steel, 
throne  re-Joice,   In    robes    of    light    ar-rayed  :  They  climbed  the  steep  as  -  cent    of  heay'n 

f"'    ^    F    ■  ^ — n« — § — t^ — <>  .^g^  ■f'  .b"    b" — "T     r— flf- 


Tri-umphant  0  -  yer  pain.     Who  patient  bears  his  cross  below,He  fol-lows  in  His  train. 
In  midst  of  mor-tal  pain,  He  pray 'd  for  them  that  did  the  wrong:  Who  follows  in  his  train  ? 
The  li-  on's  go  -  ry    mane ;  They  bowed  their  necks  the  death  to  feel:  Who  follows  in  their  train? 
Thro'  per-il,toil,and   pain :       0  God,  to  us  may  grace  be  giv'n  To  fol-low  in  their  train.  A-men. 


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In  Old  Madrid 


Clifton  Bingham 


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gOy  in    old    Ha-dridyWhere  soft -ly  sighs  of   love  the  light  gni  -  tar,     Twoqparkling 

way  from  old     Ha-drid,     Her  lor-er    fell,  long  years  a  -  go,    for    Spain;— A  con- rent 

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a     lat  -  tice  hid.       Two  eyes  as  dark  -  ly  bright  as  lore's  own  star  1 
those  sweet  eyes  hid.      And  all    the  tows  that  love  had  sigh'd  were  vain  I 


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on    the  casement  ledge,when  day  was  o'er,      A      ti   -   ny  hand      was  light  -  ly  laid  ;     A 
still,  between  the  dusk  and  night, 'tis  said.    Her  white  hand  opes      the    lat  -  tice  wide,  The 


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on         the  shore,      Though  flows 


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a       stream  than    all       more  strong 


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"  Come,  my  love,  the     stars  are  shin  -  ing.     Time    is     fly  -  ing,      Lore   is  sigh  -  ing ; 

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thee,     my       lore,  for  thee  I 


X.  Sweet   and  low,  sweet    and  low,    Wind  of    the    west  -  em     sea ;  Low,      low, 

9.    Sleep   and  rest,    sleep    and  rest,      Fa-ther  will  come  to  thee   soon;        Rest,     rest  on 


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breathe  and   blow,  Wind    of     the      west    -   em      sea ; 
moth  -  er's  breast,    Fa  -  ther  will    come   to   thee    soon ; 


0-  Ter    the     roll    -  ing 

0     -      -      -    yer  the 

Fa -ther  will  come  to  his 

Fa   -      -      -    ther  wlU 


wa   -   ters     go.  Come  from  the  '  dy  -  ing  moon  and  blow,  Blow  him  a  -  gain      to 

WA     -     ters     go,  Come  from     the    moon  and  blow, 

babe  in   the  nest,  Sil  ver    sails     all    out    of  the  west,  Un  -  der    the  sil  -   yer 

cope  to    his  babe,  Sil      -       yer     sails      oi^t       (f  the  west, 

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While     my     lit  -   tie  one,  while    my     pret  -  ty    one      sleeps.    .    . 
Sleep,     my     lit  -  tie  one,  sleep    my     pret-  ty    one,     sleep.      .    . 

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Marching  Through  Georgia 


Henry  C.  Work 


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X.  Bring       the   good     old  ba  -   gle,  boys  1  we'll  sing       an-oth  -  er  song  — 

2.  How       the    dar  -  keys  shout  -  ed  when    they  heard      the    joy  -  fnl  sound  1 

3.  Yesy       and  there    were  Un  -   ion  men     who  wept      witrf  joy  -  ful  tears, 
4. ''Sher- man's  dash  -  ing  Yan  -  kee  boys     will  ney    -    er   reach  the  coast  1" 


So 


we  made     a       thor  -  ough-fare       for      Free  -   dom  and      her      train. 


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Sing   it  with  a  spir-it   that  will  start  the  world  a- long — Sing  it  as    we  used  to    sing  it. 

How  the  turkeys  gobbled  which  our  oom-mis-sa  -  ry  found  1  How  the  sweet  po-ta  -  toes    e  -  yen 

When  they  saw  the  honor'd  flag  they  had  not  seen  for  years;  Hardly  could  they  be  restrained  from 

So    thesau-cy  reb-els  said,and 'twas  a  handsome  boast^Had  they  not  for- got,  a -last  to 

Six  -  ty  miles  in  la  -  ti-tude— three  hundred  to  the  main  ;Treason  fled  be- fore   us,  for    re- 


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we  were  march -Ing  through  Geor  -  gia. 

we  were  march  -  ing  through  Geor  -  gia. 

we  were  march -ing  through  Geor  -  gia. 

we  were  march  -  ing  through  Geor  -  gia. 

we  were  march  -  ing  through  Geor  -  gia. 


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sum-  mer  night,    Far       in     yon   ax  -  nre  deeps.  Hide,     hide  your 
sum- mer  night,   Far     down  yon  west- ern  steeps,Sink,     sink   in 
sum- mer  night,  Where   yon -der  wood- bine  creeps.  Fold,      fold   thy 
sum-  mer  night,  Tell      her,    her    Iot  -  er  keeps  Watch,  while    in 


X.  Stars  of  the 

a.  Moon  of  the 

3.  Wind  of  the 

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sil  -  Yer  light,She  sleeps,my  la  -  dy  sleeps, 
pin-ions  light,She  8leeps,my  la  -  dy  sleeps, 

slumbers  light  She  sleeps,my  la  -  dy  sleeps. 


She  sleeps,  she  sleeps,my  la  -  dy  sleeps. 

She  sleeps,  she  sleeps,my  la  -  dy  sleeps. 

She  sleeps,  she  sleeps,my  la  -  dy  sleeps. 

She  sleeps,  she  sleeps,my  la  -  dy  sleeps. 


S12 


Battle  Hymn  of  the  Republic 

Julia  Ward  Howb  Old  Plantation  Melody 


^^^lU'lU  t  i  UflUi  im 


X.  Mine       eyes  hare  seen  the  glo  -  ry      of     the      com-ins     of      the  Lord ;   He      is 
a.  I    have  seen  him   in     the  watch-fires    of      a       him-dred    cir- cling  camps;  They  haTe 

3.  I    have  read     a     fler  -  y    gos  -  pel,   writ   in      bnr-nished  rows   of  steel, ''  As     ye 

4.  He  has  sonnd-ed  forth   thetmm-pet   that  shall   nev-er      call     re -treat;    He      is 

5.  In  the    beau  -  ty     of     the  lil  -  ies  Christ  was  born   a  -  cross   the  sea,   With     a 


p-  ;  ;■  I  i-'^  f-  Ji/.  .'w  J  iW 


tramp  -  ing    ont 

bnUd  -  ed    Him. 

deal     with   my 

sift  -  ing    ont 

glo  -  ry      in 


•y-V  I  O 


the    Tin  -  tage  where    the  grapes     of  wrath   are    stored ;  H9 

'  the    eve  -  nxng  dews   and   damps ;  I 

with   von      my  grace  shall   deal;  Let 

be  -  fore      his  jndg-ment-seat;  0, 

His    bo  -  som   that    trans  -  fig  -  nres  you     and     me ;  As 


an  al  -  tar  in 
con  -  tem  -  ners,  so 
the  hearts    of     men 


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loosed  the  fateful  Ughtning  of    his 
read  his  righteous  sentence  by  the 
He  -  ro,  bom  of  wo-man,crush  the 
swift,mysoul,to  an-swer  Him  I  be 
died  to  make  men  ho -ly,  let     us 


ter  -  ri  -  ble  quick  sword  :  His  truth  is  march  -  ing 
dim  and  flar  -  ing  lamps :  His  day  is  march  -  ing 
ser-pent  with  his  heel,  Since  God  is  march -ing 
ju  -  bi  -  lant,  my  feet :  Our  God  is  march  -  ing 
die   to  make  men  free,While  God     is  march -ing 


on. 
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on. 
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John  Brown's  Body 

z  John  Brown's  body  lies  a-monld'ring  in  the  grave, 

John  Brown's  body  lies  a-monld'ring  in  the  grave, 

John  Brown's  body  lies  a-mould'ring  in  the  grave, 

His  soul  is  marching  on  I 
Glory,  glory,  hallelujah  I 

Glory,  glory,  hallelujah  1 

Glory,  glory,  hallelujah  I 

His  soul  is  marching  on  I 

t  The  stars  of  heaven  are  looking  kindly  down. 

On  the  grave  of  old  John  Brown  i    Cho.  —  Glory,  ett. 

3  He's  gone  to  be  a  soldier  in  the  army  of  the  Lord  I 

His  soul  is  marching  on.    Cho.  —  Glory,  etc. 

4  John  Brown's  knapsack  is  strapped  upon  his  back  i 

His  soul  is  marching  on.    Cho. — Glory,  etc. 

JOHN   BROWN'S   BODY     ( Another  Version  ) 

I  Old  John  Brown  lies  a-mouldering  in  the  grave. 
Old  John  Brown  lies  slumbering  in  his  grave  — 
But  John  Brown's  soul  is  marching  with  the  brave. 

His  soul  is  marching  on. 
Glory,  glory,  hallelujah  I 
Glory,  glory,  hallelujah  I 
Glory,  glory,  hallelujah  I 

His  soul  is  marching  on. 

%  He  has  gone  to  be  a  soldier  in  the  army  of  the  Lord, 
He  is  sworn  as  a  private  in  the  ranks  of  the  Lord  — 
He  shall  stand  at  Armageddon  with  his  brave  old  sword, 

When  Heaven  is  marching  on. 
Glory,  glory,  hallelujah,  etc. 

For  Heaven  is  marching  on. 

3  He  shall  file  in  front  where  the  lines  of  battle  form-^ 
He  shall  face  to  front  when  the  squares  of  battle  form-^ 
Time  with  the  column,  and  charge  with  the  storm, 

Where  men  are  marching  on. 
Glory,  glory,  hallelujah,  etc. 

True  men  are  marching  on. 

4  Ah,  foul  tyrants  1  do  ye  hear  him  where  he  comes  ? 
Ah,  black  traitors  1  do  ye  know  him  as  he  comes  ? 
In  thunder  of  the  cannon  and  roll  of  the  drums, 

As  we  go  marching  on. 
Glory,  glory,  hallelujah,  etc. 
We  all  go  marching  on. 

5  Men  may  die,  and  moulder  in  the  dust — 
Men  may  die,  and  arise  again  from  dust, 
Shoulder  to  shoulder,  in  the  ranks  of  the  Jnat, 

When  Heaven  Is  marching  on. 
Glory,  glory,  haUelujah,  etc. 

The  Lord  is  marching  on. 

H.  H.  Brownsll 


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to     a  graye  that  waa  new  -  I7       made,  Lean'd  a  sex  -  ton      old,    on  his 

-erthem  in;     for,       man      and        boy,  Year   af-teryear     of 

ny  are  with  me,  but  still     I'm   a  -  lone ;   I'm  king    of  the  dead—and  I 

er  them  in      and  their  fl    -  nal         rest     is  here,  down   here,    in  the 


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earth  -  worn  spade ;     His       work 
grief       and     joy,        I've      build 
make      my    throne      On  a     mon 
earth's  dark  breast  1 "  And  the  Sex 


was      done,    and  he  pansed  to     wait  The 

ed  the  hous  -  es   that  lie       a  -  round,  In 

Q-ment  slab      of           mar  -  ble     cold.  And  my 

ton      ceased— for  the    fn  -  n'ral  train  Wound 


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seep  -  tre   of  rule  is   the  spade 

mute  -  ly  o'er  that       sol 


pen    gate :     A  rel  -  ic       of         by    -    gone 

rial  ground.  Moth  -  er     and  daugh  -  ter, 

I        hold ;  Come  they  from  cot-tage   or 

emn plain;   And  I    said   to     my       heart— when 


The  Old  Sexton 


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days     was        he,  And  his  locks    were      white   as   the   foam    -  y        sea ;        And 
fa  -  ther  and  son,  Come    to   my    sol  -i  -  tnde,        one       by      one,—      But 

come  they  from  hall,  Man  -  kind    are  my    sub  -   jects—     all,       all,      all!        Let  them 


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come   they  stran-  gers  or  come  they    kin, —  I  gath-er  them  in,  I  gath  -er  them  in, 

lol  -  ter  in  pleas  -  are,  or  toil  -ful-ly  spin —  I  gath-er  them  in,  I  gath  -«r  them  in, 

sonnd  o'er  the  last  tramp's  dread-ful      din— "I  gath-er  them  in,  I  gath  -er  them  in, 

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The  Sword  of  Bunker  Hill 


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3.  '"  Twas  on   that  dread,     im  -  mor-tal    day,         I    dared       the  Brit-on's    baolJS,  A 

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as       he  grasp'd  the   an-cient  blade, 

cap  -tain  raised  this  blade  on     me — 

wrin  -  kled  hand  still  grasped  the  blade 


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while     the  glo   -  rious  bat  -  tie  raged.  It   light  -  ened   free -dom's  will - 

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The  Sword  of  Bunker  Hill 


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quick  -  ly  (i-om 
leave  yon,  mark 
boy,    the     God 


yon     ant  - lers  bring         The  Sword     of  Bun-ker    Hill;         But 
me,  mark   me   now—       The  Sword     of  Bun-ker    Hill;  I 

of    free  - dom blessed        The  S word     of  Bun-ker    Hill;         For, 


twen-ty      mil    -    lions  bless    the   sire, 


And  Sword    of  Bun-ker    Hill;         And 


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yon   ant  -  lers   bring 
me,  mark  me     now — 
of    free  -  dom  blessed 
lions  bless  the     sire. 


The  Sword  of  Bun-ker  Hill.'' 

The  Sword  of  Bun-ker  Hill. 

The  Sword  of  Bun-ker  Hill. 

And  Sword  of  Bun-ker  Hill. 


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The 


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3.  When  spring  wee  herewith    op -'ning  flow'rs  And  I      the  prond  Mayqneeni 

3.  The    per-eim- men    is    blneh-ing   now,  The  paw-paw's  fmit    la      red, 

4.  The    ba-glee  swell  their  wild  -  est   notee  And  lood   the     can  -  non   roar, 


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all     the  yonng  and     gay    were  met     To 

he,     the  loyed  and     man  -  ly      one,    Lies 

mad  -  ly  peal    the    sweet  chnrch  bells  For 


glo  -  rions  yic  -  to  -  ry; 
dance    up  -  on     the    green; 
low       a  -  mong  the    dead, 
ho    -   ly    rest     no     more; 


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bit -  ter     tears  are     fall  -  ing 
lone  -  ly     hearts  are  bleed -ing 


For    the 
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For    the 
Up-  on 


gal  -  lant  and 
by  my  side 
gal  -  lant  and 
this  glo  -    ri  - 


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that   day, 
the    gay 
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death  are .  sleep  -  ing  On  the  field 

death  is     sleep  -  ing  On  the  field 

death  are    sleep-  ing  On  the  field 

death  are    sleep-  ing  On  the  field 


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of  Mon  - 
of  Mon  - 
of  Mon  - 


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field   of  Mon- te- rey.    Who  now  in  death  is   sleep- ing  On  the  field  of  Mon- te- rey. 

field    of  Mon- te- rey.    Who  now  in  death  are  sleep- ing  On  the  field  of  Mon- te- rey. 

field   of  Mon  -  te  -  rey,For  the  lov'd  in  death  are  sleep-  ing  On  the  field  of  Mon  -  te  -  rey. 

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X.  0  sing  with  vol  -  ces 
a.  Thou  old  -  en,  bard  -  ic 
3.  With  thee     for   aye     we 


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clear    and  strong,The  song    of  songs  up 

fa  -  ther-land,  Thon  land    of  troth  and 

cast      our    lot ;  To    home  and  vir  -  tue 


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dear,  thou  well  -  be  -  Iot  - 
ded    -    i-cate    our    hand, 


tiye  song,  Set  wood-  land   ech  -  oes 
ed  land.  Thy  praise   is      joy    and 
and  heart,  And  soul,  and    spir  -  it 


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Gaudeamus  Igitur 


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I.     let      OS     now       In     yonth     ra^  •  Joice,        None    can    just  -   ly 
a.  Where  hsTe  all        onr       fa  -  then  gone?       Here    Tve'll   see     them 
3.    Raise    we,  then,     the      joy  -  ous  shoot:        Life       to      Al  •  ma 


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Seek    the  gods' 
Life      to     each 


en  youth   haa     fled, 

Be  -  rene      a   -  bode 

Pro  -  fee  •  8or     here, 


And      In     age 

Cross    the    dol 

Life      to      aU 


our 

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our 


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com-rades 


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Gaudeamus  Igitur 


Gaudeamus  igitur, 

Juvenes  dum  snmns ; 

Gaudeamus  igitur, 

Juvenes  dum  sumns ; 

Post  jucundam  juventutem, 

Post  molestam  senectutem, 
Nos  habebit  humus, 
Nos  habebit  humus. 

Ubi  sunt,  qui  ante  nos 
In  mundo  fuere  ? 

Ubi  sunt,  qui  ante  nos 
In  mnndo  fnaro  ? 


Transeas  ad  superos, 

Abeas  ad  inferos, 

Quos  si  yis  Tidere, 
Quos  si  yis  ridere. 

Viyat  academia, 

Vivant  prof  essores, 
Virat  academia, 

Vivant  professores, 
Virat  membrum  quodlibeti 
Vivant  membra  quslibet, 

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3.  Tko'     the    bard   to     a      pur    -    m     ttam      may  aoai     When  wild  youth's 

3.  Oh  I     that     hal    •   lowed  fnm        ia     ne'er       fof  -  got     Which  flrat  lore 


When    ny  dream    of      life,     from  mom     Ull  night,  Wae    lore,  still 

The*      he    win      the   wise,    whofiown'd  be- fore,     To    smile  at 

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fame,  As     when  first  he      sung 

dream,       'Twas      a    light  that   ne'er 


80   sweet     in     life,      As    lore's       young 
to     wo  -  man's  ear       His     soul     -     felt 
can  shine     a  -  gain      On     life's         dull 


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flame,       And,     at     ey-'ry    close,  she blush'd to  hear   The  one  lor'd       name! 

stream  1      Oh  1 'twas  light  that  ne'er  can  shine    a -gain    On  life's  dull        stream. 


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2.  Sleep, 

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lambs,  I  guess,The  gen-tle  moon  the  shep-herd-ess ;  Sleep,  ba  -  by,  sleep  I  Sleep,  ba  -  by,  sleep ! 

God   on  high,Who  for  our  sakes  came  down  to  die ;  Sleep,  ba  -  by,  sleep  I  Sleep,  ba  -  by,  sleep  I 


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way,  Th«  Prince  of  Peace  leads  on-ward       A      pil-grlmband  thia  day. 

■tate,  The  palm-leaTea  waTB  a-tonndHim,  The  peo-  pie  tbions  the  gate. 


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a.   For  -   get         as  not  I         This  word    shall      be       the  to    -    ken,   Onr 

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faith  shall   not      be      bro  -ken.    For -get        ns      not  I     For  -get  as    not  I 

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friends  I    loved  in    youth     Seem  hap  -  pi  -  er      to      me ;       ^nd     if       my  guide  should 

feel    the  child-hood  charm     That  time  can-  not      ef  -  face.      Then  give      me   but    my 


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be  the  fate  Which  bids  me  long  -  er  roam.  But 
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That  binds  my  heart  to  home. 
With  those  I   lore    at   home. 


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a.  Lone-ly  like  a  withered  tree, 
3.  Calm-lyySweet-ly  slumber    on. 


Shall  my  bark  be   sail-ing    far,— O'er  the  world    I 
What  is    all  the  world  to     m««?    Life  and  light  were 
(On-ly  one    I     call  my    ownt) While  in    tears   I 


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wan-der    lone. 


Sweet  Belle  Ha  -  hone.  . 
Sweet  Belle  Ha  -  hone.  . 
Sweet  Belle  Ma  -  hone.  . 


O'er  thygrayel  weep  good-bye, 
Dai-  siespale  are  grow-ing  o'er 
Fa  -  ded  now  seems  ey  -  'ry-thing, 


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Hear,  0  hear  my  lone  -  ly  cry,  0  without  thee  what  am  I,  Sweet  Belle  Ha  -  hone  ? 
All  my  heart  can  e'er  a  -  dore.  Shall  I  meet  thee  ney-er  -  more.  Sweet  Belle  Ha  -  hone  ? 
Bnt  when  comes  e  -  ter-nal  spring,With  thee  I'll  be  wan-der  -  ing.     Sweet  Belle  Ha  -  hone  ? 


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the    des  -  0  -  late  I      light     of     the 


3.  Here      see     the  bread    of    life: 


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pen  -   i  -  tent,     fade  -  less    and   pure  1 

throne    of   God,     pare    from     a  -  bove: 


Here      bring  year  wound -ed  hearts. 
Here     speaks  the      Com  -  fort -er, 
Come       to       the     feast    of    love; 


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thee  when,  the  world  for  -  get  -  ting, 

thee  when,  no  Ion  -  ger     feign  -  ing 

thee  when    the  day     is     break-  ing. 


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limbs  up  -  on     the  turf   are  thrown, 

laugh  that   sti  -  tee  back    a     sigh, 

moon  has     lit    the  lone  -  ly     sea. 


Wonld  that  my   form    pos-sess'd  the    ma  -  gic 
While  bright  and  red       our    eye  -  ning  sun   is 
When  thy  young  lip     pours  forth  its  sweet  com  - 
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set-ting,And  all  thy  tho'ts  be-long  to  heav'n  a-lone  ; 
plaining, And  tears  haye  quench' d  the  light  within  thine  eye, 
waking  Speaks  to  thy  heart  in  mem-o- ry  of   me  I 


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Would  I  were  with  thee 

Would  I  weie  with  thee 

Would  I  were  with  thee 


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a.  Why  roars  in  yon  val-ley  the  dead  -  ly  fighi— Whatglit-ter-ing  swords  are  clash - 
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flash  -  ing.    And  the   torch  of      free  -  dom    is      flash  -  ing.      And         if      you 

dy  -   ing  I     Al     -    tho'  we    have  saved    it     by       dy   -     ing.     From       age     to 


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'Tis       the    hunt, 
'Twas  the    hunt. 


'Tis      the     hunt. 
'Twas  the     hunt. 


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Lovely  Night 

MALE  VOICES 


F.  X.  Chwatal 


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X.  Lore- 17  night!  0    loye-  ly  night,    Spreading  0  *  Ter  hill    and  meadow  Soft  and  slow  thy 
a.    Ho  -  ly  nightl  0    ho  -  ly  night,     Plac  -  ing  brighter  worlds  be-fore   us,  Hap  -  pi-ness  thou 


ha  -  zy  shadow,  Soon  oar  wea-ried    eyelids  close^nd  slum-ber   in       thy  blest  re  -  pose ; 
•hed-dest  o'er  us,    0     that  we  might  ne'er  re  -  tarn  To   this  dull   earth,  to  weep  and  mourn ; 


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Soon  our  wea   -  ried    eye  -  lids  close.    And     slum-ber   in       thy  blest  re-pose. 
0    that  we     might  ne'er       re -turn       To     this    dull  earth,  to  weep  and  mourn. 


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I.     0,     moon,  whose  mys  -  tic  yell,  From  the  skies  tall  -  ing.  Gilds    sigh  -  iDg 

a.  Zeph  -  yrs     are   ne'er  at  rest  O'er  the  sea    bring  -  ing  Cool  -  ness  to 

3.  What  great  -   er     joy    can  be          In  our  love-dream-ing.  Than    thus  to 
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Come,dream  and  drift  with  me, 
Na  -  pies,    thy    pride  to    be, 


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San-ta      Lu  -  ci  -  a,      San  -  ta       Lu  -  d  -  a  I 


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take    my    word,  Rob 

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ged    and   grey,  Rob 

what  yon   mean,  Gaf 

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Bat     be   hon  -  est    and  trae,  and    say 

I'd  scat  -  ter     the  chink  and  leave 

Say       what   with  voar  pains  woald  yon 

qaes-tions   are   al-ways      so      qaeer,     .    Bat      as    oth  -  er    folks  die,      I     sap - 

hope     in      my  heart  yoa'U    go     there, .    .  Where  the  poor  man's    as  great  thoagh  he 


had      bat      a  thou-sand       a  year,  . 

find     yon     in  bread   or        in  beer ; . 

go,  faith  I    I  hard-ly  know  where; 

£iy      of    yoar  death  it  draws  near,  . 


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what     would  you       do 

oth    -    ers  to     think, 

do        with  your    gains, 

pose         so  must       I. — 

hath         no  es    -   tate. 


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year,  Rob  -  ia  Ruff  ?  If 

year,  Gaf  -  fer  Green  t  If 

year,  Rob  -  in  Rufi  ?  If 


I  had    but  a 

yon  had   but  a 

I  had   but  a 

you  then  had  a 


thou -sand  a  year! 

thou  -  sand  a  year  ? 

thou  -  sand  a  year  1 

thou -sand  a  year? 


year,  Rob  -  in     Ruff  ?     And 


give  up     your     thou -sand     a      year? 


year,  Rob-  in     Ruff,     Aye,     as     if      he'd      a       thou -sand     a      year. 


The  Homeland 


H.  R.  Haweis 


A.  S.  Sullivan 

J L 


I,  The  Home- land  I  0     the  Home  -  knd  t  The  land  of   sonls  free- born!    Nogloom-y    night   is 
a.   My  Lord    is     in     theHome-land,  With  an- gel«  bright  and  fair;    No  tin -ful  thing,  nor 
3.  For  lored  ones  in    the  Home-land   Arewait-ing   me    to   come  Where  neither  death  nor 


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e  -    vil.    Can    ev  -  er      en  -  ter  there ;  The    mu  -   sic    of     the      ran  -  somed  Is 
sor  -row     In- vades  their    ho-  ly    home:    0    dear,    dearna-tive     coun  -  try !  0 


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ring  -  ing  in  my  ears ;  And  when  I  think  of  the  Home-land,])a[y  eyes  are  wet  with  tears, 
rest   and  peace  a  -  bovel  Christ  bring  us  all    to  the   Home-land  Of    His    e  -  ter  -  nal  love. 


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When  the  Lights  are  Low 


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sit     and  dream  in    the    fad  -  ing  gleam,Conie  mem  -  'ries       one     by       one.  .    .    . 
far      a  -  way     in        dreams  we   stray, Where  yer  -  dant     mead-ows      lie.    .    .    . 


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Far,  far     a  -  way  from  the  world's  shadows  grey,      In  -  to 


the    land      of 


dreams. 


VA/ 


338 


Henry  c.  Watson     O  Loving  Heart,  Tmst  On 


L.  M.  GOTTSCHALK 


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Andante  moderato 


X.      There  are 
a.  Tliat  happy 


tho'ts  which  seem  to  come  from  heay'n.    .   To  calm  all  pain ,  all  pain  and  strife ; 
tho't    .    .  shed  o'er  my  life    .    .    .   A  bright^a  bright  and  joy  -  ful  ray. 


As  dew  falls 
As  son-light 


the  parch*^  flower 
the  night's  dim  clouds 


To    nur-tnre    it, 
Bre  breaks,ere  breaks 


to  nourish   it     to 


the  glo-rions 


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There  came  to  me       a  hap   -  py  thought, 
My  soul  is  bath'd  in  sun      -      shine. 


One  morn  when  hope  seem'd 
All  gloom  -  y  dreams  are 


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gone; 


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For  that  hap- py    thought, 


in    ao-oentd   sweet, 
that  hap  -  py     thought, 


it  whis-per'd 
that  hap  -  py 


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un  poco  piit  letUq 


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low  .    .    in    ac     -     cents   sweet, 
thought  .  .      still  .    .    .   whis-pers. 


**  0  lOY  -  ing  heart, 
''  0  lOY  -  ing  heart, 
armonioso,  colla  voce 


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trust  on,  trust 
trust  on,  trust 


340 


O  Give  Me  a  Home  by  the  Sea 


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X.  Ohl  glye  me  a  home  by  the  sea, 
a.  At  morn  when  the  enn  from  the  east 
3.  At     ere   when  the  moon  in     her  pride 


Where  wild  wayee  are  crest  -  ed  with 
Comes  man -tied  in  crim- son  and 
Rides  queen  of    the     soft     sum-mer 


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spar  -  kle  with    splendor      un    -    told, — 

floods   of  her       sil-yer  -    y  light,^ 


For  I'd  list    to    the  ocean's  lond 
Oh!      then   by  the  shore  would  I 
Oh       earth  has  no  bean-ty    so 


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stray,       And  roam   as   the  hal-  cy  -  on        free.        From  en  -    yy  and  care       far     a  - 
rare.  No  place  that   is  dear- er    to         me.         Then  giye     me    so    free       and    so 


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way,  .  .  .  At  my  home  by  the  deep  heay-ing  sea ! 
fair,      ...  A  home  by  the  deep  heay-ing  sea  I 


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I.  There's  mn-sic  in  the  air,  When  the  in-£ant  mom  is  nigh,  And  faint  its  blush  is 
a.  There's  mu-sic  in  the  air,  When  the  noontide's  sul-try  beam  Ro-  fleets  a  gold  -  en 
3.  There's  mn-sic     in   the     air.       When  the  twilight's  gen-tle  sigh      Is    lost  on   eve-ning'i 


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seen  On  the  bright  and  laughing  sky.  Many  a  harp's  ecs  -  tat  -  ic  sound  Thrills  us  with  its 
light  On  the  distant  mountain  stream.  When  ben6ath  some  grateful  shade  Sorrow's  ach-  ing 
breast,As  its  pensive  beauties   die ;      Then,  0,  then,the  loved  ones  gone  Wake  the  pure,  ce  - 


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joy   pro -found,    While  we     list,  en  -  chant  -  ed   there,  To  the  mu-sic    in    the   air. 

head    is      laid.      Sweet -ly      to   the    spir  -  it  there  Comes  the  mu-sic    in    the   air. 

les-tial  song;An-gel  -  ic     voi-ces  greet    us   there,  In     the  mu-sic    in    the   air. 


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Rig-a-jig 

(Male  Voices) 


343 


Presto 


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a.  Sai4      I 


WAS   walk   -  lag   down      the   street.     Heigh -o,      heigh  -o,       heigh  - 
to     her,  ''  What    is        yont  trade  ?"  Heigh  -  o,      heigh  -  o,      heigh  - 


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0,    heigh- 0,      A  pret  -   ty   girl        I  chanced  to  meet,  Heigh-o,    heigh-o,         heigh-o. 
0,    heigh- 0,    Said  she      to  me/' I'm  a  weay-er's  maid/' Heigh-o,    heigh-o,         heigh-o. 


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344 


Mra.  C.  B.  Wilson 
Solo  Orazioso 


What  Fairy-like  Music 


J.  Db-Pinna 


K— ^■ 


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X.  What  fai-ry- like    mu-sic   steals  o  -  ver  the    sea.      En -trancing   the      sen-ses    with 
a.  The  winds  are  all  hnsh'd  and  the    wa-ters  at    rest;  They  sleep  like  the     passions  in 


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charm'd  mel  -  o   -    dy  ?  What  fairy  -  like   mn-  sic  steals  o-  rer  the      sea.     En-trancing  the 
in   -    fan- cy's  breast  I  The  winds  are  all  hushed  and  the  waters  at    rest ;  They  sleep  like  the 


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sen  -  ses  with  charm'd  mel  -  o  -  dy  ?  'Tis  the  voice  of    the   mer-maid,  that  floats  o'er  the 
pas-  sions  in       in    -    fan  -  cy*s  breast.  Till  storms  shall  un-  chain  them  from  ont  their  dark 


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346 


main,  As  she  mingles  her    song  with  the     gon-do  -  lier's  strain  I'Tis  the  voice  of       the 
cave,  And    break  the    re  -  pose    of    the      soul  and    the   wave,     'Till  storms  shall  nn  - 


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mermaid  that  floats  o'er    the    main.  As  she  mingles  her  song  with  the  gon  -  do  -  lier's  strain, 
chain  them  from  out  their  dark  cave,  And  break  the  re  -  pose  of    the    soul  and  the  wave. 


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2.  And  ev  -  'rywhere  that  Ma  -  ry    went,    Ma  -  ry    went,     Ma  -  ry  went, And  ev  -  'rywhere that 


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S  It  fdUowed  her  to  school  one  day, 
Which  was  against  tho  mle. 

4  It  made  the  children  langh  and  play 

To  see  a  lamb  at  school. 

5  And  so  the  teacher  tnmed  him  oiit» 

Bat  still  he  lingered  near. 

6  And  waited  patiently  abont 

Till  Mary  did  appear. 


346 


Over  the  Garden  Wall 


Harry  Hunter 
Viv€tce 


G.  D.  Fox 


X.   Oh,  my     love    stood  un-der  the      wal  -  not  tree,  O-ver  thegar-den  wall,  She 

a.  But  her     fa  -  ther  stampedyand  her  fa  -  ther  raved,  0-ver  the  gar -den  wall,  And 

3.  One        day  I  jumped  down  on  the     oth  -  er    si^e,  O-ver  thegar-den  wall.  And 

4.  But    where  there's  a    will,  there's  al-waysa    way,  O-ver  the  gar -den  wall,  There's 


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whis-per'd  and  said  she'd  be  true  to     me,  0  -  ver  the  gar  -  den  wall.         She'd 

like     an     old      mad  -man  he  be-haved,  O-ver  the  gar- den  wall.         She 

brave -ly     she  prom-ised  to  be  my  bride,  O-ver  the  gar -den  wall;  But  she 

al-ways     a       night      as  well  as    day,  O-ver  the  gar -den  wall,               We 


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beau  -  ti  -  ful      eyes,      and    beau-ti-  ful     hair.    She  was    not    ver  -  y      tall   so   she 
made     a      bou  -  quet        of        ro      -     ses     red.     But  im  -  me  -  di  -  ate  -  ly  I 

scream'd  in       a       fright, "Here's  fa     -     ther,  quick,     I  have    an      im-pres-sion  he's 

had -n't   much  mon-ey,  but     wed-dings  are  cheap,    So  while  the    old     fel-low  was 


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stood  on    A  chair,  Aad    ma-ny    a  time  have  I   kissed  her  there,  0-verthe  gar-den  wall. 

popped  up  my  head,  He     gave  me  a  buck-et    of  wa-ter  instead,     0-verthegar-den  wall. 

bring-ing  a  brick;'' But  I  got  the  im-pression  of    one  good  kick,     0-verthegar-den  wall. 

snor-ing  a-8leep,Witha  lad  and  a  lad-der  she  managed  to  creep  O-ver  the  gar -den  wall. 


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Simon  the  Cellarer 


W.  H.  Bbllamy 
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X.  Old       Si-mon  the  Cell-ar  -  er  keeps  a  r&re  store,  Of  Malm-sey  and  Mal-yoi-  sie    .     .And 
a.  Dame  Mar-  ger-y  sits      in  her    own  still  room.  And  a   ma  -   tron   sage    is     she.  .    .  From 
3.  Old     Si-mon  reclines     in  his  high-back'd  chair  ^And     talks  about  tak -ing  a    wife;    .    And 


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thence  oft   at  cur  -  few  is  waft  -  ed   a  fnme ;  She  says     it  is  Rose  -ma  -  rie,  .    .      She 
Mar-ger-y    of-  ten  is  heard    to  de-clare    She  ought    to  be  settled  in    life,.    .      She 


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char-y  old  soul  is  he.  . 
says  it  is  Rose  -  ma  -  rie.  . 
ought  to  be  set-tied  in    life.    . 


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Of  Sack  and  Ca  -  na  -  ry    he  nev  -  er  doth  fail, And 
But  there's  a  small  cupboard  behind  the  back  stair,  And  the 
But  Mar-ger  -  y  has  (so  the  maids  say)  a  tongue  And  she's 


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Simon  the  Cellarer. 


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all    the  year  rottfid  there  is  brew-ing         of    ale,   Tet  he  ney-er     all-eth,  he 

maidasay  they  of -ten  see  Mar-ger  -     y  there^Now  Mar-ger-y   says  that  she 

not   ver  -    y  hand-some,  and  not   yer  -     y  young,  So  somehow  it  ends  with  a 

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a  tempo 


quaint  -  ly  doth  say,  While  he  keeps  to  his  so  -  ber  six  flag  -  ons 
grows  Ter  -  y  old  And  must  take  a  some-thing  to  keep  out 
shake     of      the    head.     And        Si  -  mon  he  brews  him      a     tank  -  ard 


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But  ho  I      ho  I  ho  I       His     nose   doth  show  How  oft  the  black  Jack  to  his   lips  doth  go. 

But  ho  I      ho  1  ho  I       Old    Si  -mon  doth  know.  Where  many  a  flask  of  his   best  doth  go. 

While  ho  1      ho  1  ho  I     He  will  chuckle  and  crow.  What  1  marry  old  Mar-ger-y  no,     no,  no  1 


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Massa's  in  de  Cold  Ground 


Stephen  C.  Fostbk 


z.  Roand  de  mea-dows  am   a-ring-ing       De  dark -ey's  mourn -fal  song,  .       While    de 
a.  When  de  an-tnmn  leayes  were  £all-ing,  When   de     days  were  cold,  'Twashard  to 

3.   Mas  -  ea  make  de  dark-eye  loye  him,  Cayse    he    was     so    kind ;         Now,  dey 


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mock-ing-birdam  sing-ing,   Hap-py    as   da    day    am      long.      Where  de  i-vy    am  a- 
hear  oldmas-sa    call-ing,  Cayse  he  was   so  weak  and     old.         Now  de  or-ange-treesam 
sad  -  ly  weep  a  -  boye  him,  Monm-ing  cayse  he  leaye  dem  b»-hind.     I  can-not  work  be  -  fore  to  - 


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On      de  sand  -  y     shore, 
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Bare     oldmas-sa    am    a -sleep -ing, 

Now     de  snm-merdays  am  com  -ing, 

I     try      to  driye    a  -  way  my  sor  -  row, 


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Sleep-ing  in     de  cold,    cr!d ground.     Down    in     de    corn-field    Hear    dat 
Mas  -  sa    ne  -  ber  calls    no    more. 
Pick -in'   on    de    old     ban  -  Jo. 


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sound  ;     All     de  dark-eys    am  a  -  weep  -  ing,       Mas-sa's  in     de    cold,  cold  ground* 

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LOUISE  HOMER 
A  nofed  Ameiicu  coatralto.  in  prints  life  the  wife  of  Sidney  Homer,  t] 
pota.  She  wu  bom  in  Pitubiush.  and  made  her  debut  M  an  open  « 
Farii.  1S9S.  She  has  nini  at  Covent  Gaidsn.  London,  and  for  ten  ni 
•eoKm*  al  the  Mrtiopolitan  Opcni  HouM,  New  York.  Her  popular  e 
"Abide  With  Me"— Heart  Songi.  p.  447. 


Annie  Lisle 


SBl 


H.  S.  Thompson 


Andante  moderato 


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X.    Down     where    the  way-ing  wil-lows 'Neath  the  sunbeams  Bmile, 

2.  Sweet      came     the  hal4ow'd  chiming  Of      the  Sabbath  bell, 

3.  "  Raise  me   in    your  armSydear  mother,  Let      me  once  more  look 


Shad-ow'd  o'er  the 

Borne      on     the 

On    the  green  and 


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mnrm'ring  wa-ters  Dwelt  sweet  Annie  Lisle ;        Pure  as 

morn-ing  breez-es  Down  the  wood-  7   dell.  On    a         bed 

way  -ing  wil-lows^And  the  flow-ing  brook ;    Hark  I  those  strains 


the  for  -  est      lil  -  y, 
of  pain   and     an-guish 
of  an  -  gel     mu  -  sic, 


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Key  -  er  thought  of  guile 
Lay    dear  An-nie  Lisle, 
From    the  choirs  a-  boye, 


Had  its  home  within  the    bo-som   of  sweet  Annie  Lisle. 
Chang'd  were  the  loyely   f ea-tures,Gone  the  htfp-py  smile. 
Dear-est  moth  -  er,  I    am    go  -  ing ;  Tru-  ly  '  God  is  Loye.' " 


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Annie  Lisle 


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Allegro  vivace 


Camptown  Races 


S.  C.  Foster 


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I.  De  Camptown  la     -    dies   sing  dis    song,  Doo-dahldoo-dahl  De  Camptown  race -track 
a.  De  long-taiPd  fil  -  ly,  and  de  big  black  boss,  Doo-dahIdoo-dahlD$y  fly   de  track,anddey 

3.  Old  mu- ley     cow       came  on    to  detrack,Doo-dah!doo-dah!I>e   bob-tail  fling    her 

4.  See  dem   fly -in'  on   a  ten-mile     heat,  Doo-dahldoo-dahl      Round  de  race  -  track. 


Camptown  Race* 


363 


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nine    milea  long.  Oh !  doo  -dah  day  I  I  came  down  dar  wid  my  hat  cav'd  in,  Doo-  dah  I 

both   Cttt  a-€ro88y  Oh !  doo  -dah  day  I  De  blind  boss  stick' n  in  a  big  mnd-holOyDoo-  dah  t 

o-berhis    back.  Oh  I  doo -dah  day)  Den  fly     a- long  like  a   rail-road  car,  Doo- dah  1 

den      re- peat— Oh!  doo -dah  dayl  I   win  my  money  on  de  bob-tail  nag,  Doo- dah  1 


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doo  -  dah !     I       go     back    home  wid  a   pock-et    full  of  tin,  Oh !  doo  -  dah  day  1 

doo  -  dah  1  CanU   touch  de   bottom  wid  a     ten    -  feet     pole.  Oh  1  doo  -  dah  day  1 

doo -dah  I          Rnn-nina      race    wid  a     shoot -in'      star.  Oh!  doo -dah  day! 

doo -dah!     I       keep  my  mon-ey  in  an    old        tow      bag.  Oh!  doo- dah  day! 


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Camptown  Races 


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bet    my   mon-ey    on    de   bob -tail    nag.   Some- bo -dy   bet      on    de      bay.  .  • 

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Gentle  Annie 


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S.  C.  Foster 


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X.  Thon  wilt  come  no  more,gen-tle  An-nie, 
a.  We  hare  roamed  and  lov'd  'mid  the  bow-era, 
3.    Ah  I  the  houra  grow  sad  while  I    pon-der 


Like  a  flow'r  thy  epir-  it  did  de  - 
When  thy  down  -  y  cheeks  were  in  their 
Near  the   si   -  lent  spot  where  thou  art 


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bloom; 

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Thon  art    gone,      a  -    las!     like  the    man-y 
Now    I     stand      a   -   lone    'mid  the    flow-  ers, 
And  my   heart    bows  down   when  I      wan-der 


That  have 
While  th«7 
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Gentle  Annie 


D'd  Id    the  sam-mM   of       tlia  heart, 
min  '  gle  their  perfume*  o'er    thy  tomb, 
■tieama  and  the  meadowawheie  we  Btraj'il. 


Shallwe   ner-er  mote  be- 

Shall  ir«   ner  -  er  mote  be  - 

Shallwe    oer-ar  more  be* 


366 


Baby  Mine 


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let  -  ter  from  thy 
long  to  aee  hit 
gUdy    I     can-  not 


siroi  Ba 
face,  Ba 
aloep,     Ba 


by  mine,  Ba 
by  mine,  Ba 
by    mine,     Ba 


by  mine;     I     coold 
by   mine;     In     hie 
by   mine;   Pm      so 


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readand  ner-er       tire,    Ba-by    mine,    Ba  -  by   mine;    He    is      eail-ing   o'er    the 
old  ac- cns-tom'd    place,  Ba-by    mine,    Ba-by   mine;  Like  the    rose  of    May    In 
^P*P7»    I    ooifM.    weep, Ba-by    mine,    Ba  -by   mine;    He    is      eail-ing   o'er     the 


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eea,      He       is     com-ing  home   to     me,      He      is      com-ing  back  to       thee!  Ba-by 

bloom,  Like      a      star    a  -  mid   the  gloom,  Like    the     sun-shine  in    the      room,  Ba-by 

sea,      He      is      com-ing  home   to     me,      He      is     com-ing  back  to       theel  Ba-by 


Baby  Mine 


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minel  B«  -  by  mine;  He  is  com-ing  back  to 
minel  Ba  -  by  mine;  Like  the  tun-ehine  in  the 
minel    Ba  -  by  mine;    He  is     com-ing  back   to 


theel  Ba  -  by  mine, 
room,  Ba  -  by  mine, 
thee  1  Ba  -  by      mine. 


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z.  Ten  lit  -  tie  nig  -  gers         go  -   ing     out  to      dine, 

a.  Eight  lit  -  tie  nig  -  gers  slept     un  -  til  e  -  leren, 

3.  Six  lit  -  tie  nig  -  gers  play  -  ing    with  a      hire,  A 

4.  Foot  lit  -  tie  nig  -  gers         go  -  ing     ont  to      sea,   A 

5.  Two  lit  -  tie  nig  -  gers         sit  -  ting     in  the     snn, 

6.  One  lit  -  tie  nig  -  ger  with    his      lit  -  tie     wife, 


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One     chok'd  his 
One         0  -  yer« 
bum  -  bib  -  bee 
red        her-  ring 
One        got 
LiTed      all     his 


lit  -  tie  self,  and 
slept  him  -  self,  and 

killed  one,  and 
swal-low'd  one,  and 
friz-zled     up,    and 

days  a 


then   there  were  nine; 
then    there  were  seren ; 
then    there  were  five; 
then    there  were  three ; 
then    there  was    one; 
hap-py   lit  -  tie     life; 


Nine 
Seven 
Fire 
Three 
One 
One 


lit  -  tie 

lit  -  tie 

lit  -  tie 

lit  -  tie 

lit  -  tie 

lit  -  tie 


nig  -  gers 

nig  -  gers 

nig  -  gers 

nig  -  gers 

nig  -  ger 

con  -  pie 


I  <f>* ;  jij^_  ^  r  i 


'    J'_  J'  L  f~Tl\i    J.  jTl~q 


cry  o  ing  at  his   fate,       One    cried  him  -  self    a  -  way,  and   then  there  were  eight. 

cut  "ting  np  sticks,     One  chopp'd  him  -  self   in  halve8,and  then  there  were  six. 

go  -  ing  in  for   law,        One     got     in    chan-cer  -  y,    and  then  there  were  fonr. 

walk -ing  in  the  Zoo,  A    big      bear         end -died   one,  and  then  there  were  two. 

liT  -  ing  all  a  -  lone,        He        got            mar    -    ried,  and  then  there  were  none, 

dwell-ing  by  the  shore,     Soon  raUed   a     fam  -  1  -   ly     of     ten  nig  -  gers  more. 


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1-5.  One    m-tle,two    lit-tle,tbree    lit -tie,  four    lit -Ue,  five    lit -tie  nig -ger     boys; 
6.  One    lit-tle,two    lit-tle,three    lit  -  tie,  four    lit -tie,  five    lit -tie  nig -gers    more; 


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Six     lit  -  tle,seTenlit-  tie,  eight  lit  -  tie,  nine    lit  -  tie,  ten     lit  -  tie    nig  -  ger   boys. 
Six     lit  -  tle«seyen  lit  -  tie,  eight  lit  -  tie,  nine    lit  -  tie,  ten     lit  -  tie    nig  -  gers  more. 


868 


Hark!  I  Hear  a  Voice 


Allegro 


Hark  I     I     hear       a        roice,    Way  np    ia    the  monn  -  tain    top,     tip  -  top,      De  - 


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Peter  Gray 

(Malk  Voices) 


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Once     on      a    time  there  was    a  man,  his     name  was   Pe  -  ter      Gray ;  He 

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lired    way  down       in     that   'ere   town       call'dPenn  -  syl  -  ts   -  ni   -  a. 


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a  Now  Peter  Gray  he  fell  in  lore,  all  with  a  nice  young  girl ; 
The  first  three  letters  of  her  name  were  L-U-C,  Anna  Quirl.    Cho. 

3  Bnt  jnst  as  they  were  going  to  wed,  her  papa  he  said  "No  1" 
And  consequently  she  was  sent  way  off  to  Ohio.    Cho. 

4  And  Peter  Gray  he  went  to  trade  for  furs  and  other  skins. 

Till  he  was  caught  and  scalp-y-ed,  by  the  bloody  Inji-ins.    Cho. 

5  When  Lucy  Anna  heard  the  news,  she  straightway  took  to  bed, 
And  nerer  did  get  up  again  until  she  di-i-ed.    Cho. 


360 


The   Mermaid 


Moderato 


j^. 


^P^W^ 


I.  'Twat    Fri  -     day            morn    .       when  we    •    .  set    .    .  eail,  And  we 

a.   Then     up  apake  the    cap  -  tain    .    •  of     our  gal  -  lant  ahip,  And  a 

3*  Then     np  spake  the    cook     of     oar  gal       -  lant  ship,  And  a 

4.  Then  thne  times  a  -  round   went  onr  gal       -  lant  ship,       And 


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were       not    '      far  from  the  land.  When  the    cap  -  tain         spied  a 

well  -  spok-en  man  was  he;  "I    haye    mar  -  ried       a  wife  in 

red        hot         cook       was  he;  "I  care       mneh       more  for     my 

three    times    a- round      went  she;  Then        three    times     a -round  went   our 


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love  -  ly      mer   -  maid,  With     a    comb  and  a  glass  in  her  hand. 

Sa     -     lem  town,  And  to  -  night  she  a    wid   -  ow  will  be." 

ket-tles  and  my  pots,  Than     I      do  for  the  depths  of  the  sea." 

gal    -     lant  ship.    And  she  sank  to  the  depths  of  the  sea. 


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Duet  and  Chorus 


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2.  Voice  of  the  morn     And  voice  of  the  night,        Wak-en,  0  wak-en  the  mem'ries  of  old  1 


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fa   -  tare     years  Were  all       her  zearsy  Her     late  'twas  not       to     see.    .    .    . 


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2.    I    azM    her      if    she'd  hab  some  talk, 
.  •  3.  I'd   like     to    make  dat     gal     my   wife, 


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gal    my    wife,   gal     my    wife ;     I  would    be         hap  -  py      all      my 


meet.     Oh! 
walk.     As 
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she    was    fair    to   view, 
she  stood  side    by    me. 
had    her     by     my   side. 


OhIBuf-fa-lo 
OhlBuf-fa-lo 
OhlBuf-fa-lo 


gals,  will  ye  come  cut 
gals,  will  ye  come  out 
gals,  will  ye  come   out 


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to-night,will  fb 
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ERNESTINE  SCHUMANN-HBINK 
lu  prima  domu.    She  wu  bom  near  Pngue.  AoaWU.  I80I, 
nveatecD  wmi  leadini  contralto  at  the  Drodea  Court  Open. 
L  popular  in  Germjuir  and  in  America,  and  bai  appeared  ta 
ig  clti«  of  the  United  Statu.    Her  popular  encore  ii ''Home  to 

Oui  Mountains"— Heut  Sonsa.  p.  452. 


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Show  that  it 


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J.  R.  Thobias 


X. 'Tis     but     a   lit -tie    fa-dedflow'r, 
a.  Where  is    the  heart  that  doth  not  keep 


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fond     remembranoe.hid-dni  deep,  Of     days,     of  daya    that  are   no  more? 

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X.  From  all   that  dwell    be  -  low    the   skies,  Let     the     Cre  -  a  -  tor*s  praise  a  -  rise ; 
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Now     may  God    pro  -tect    us,     moth-er,         As       He       oy  -  er     does    the  right. 

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yes,   we'll    ral  -  ly    round  the  standard,       Or      we'll    per  -  ish     no  -  bly  there. 


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Prove  thy  dreams  are  vain,    Wilt  thou  not,    re  -  lent-ing.     For   thy  ab  -  sent  lev  -  er  sigh, 


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Let  me   lin  -  ger  by    thy  side  I     Ni  -  ta !  Jua   -   ni  -  ta  1      Be   my  own  fair  bride  I 


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A  Little  More  Cider 


A.  Hait 


I.    I  lore  the  white  girl  and    the  black.  And    I       lore  all     the    rest, 

a.    When  first      I    saw  Misa  Snow   -  flake  'Twaa  on   Broadway      I  spied  her, 

3«  Oh!   I  wish     I   was      an     ap  pie,    And  Snow-flake  was    an-oth-er, 

4.    But  now  old  age  comes  creep   -    ing,We  grow  down  and  don't  get  bigger, 


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for  lOT  -  ing    me,    But     I    love   my  -  self  the     best ;  0, 

and  boots,  I     would,  If      I   could  have  been  be  -  side  her ;  She 

ty  pair  we'd    make.       Up -on      a      tree  to  -  geth-er;  How 

and  sour           then,        And    I      am     just  de      nig-ger;  But 


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dear,    I      am      so  thirst  -  y,  I've  just     been  down  to  sup  -  per, 

look'd  at     me,      I  look'd  at     her,  And  then        I  cross'd  the  street, 

bad   the    dar  -  kies  all  would  feel.  When  on        the  tree   they  spied  her, 

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drank  three  pails    of  ap  -  pie    jack,  And    a     tub  of  ap  - 

then  she     smil  -  ing  said    to      me,  ''  A     lit  -  tie  more  ci  - 

think  how      lus  -  cious  we  would  be,  When  we're     made  in  - 

am  de        ap  -  pie      of     my     soul,  And  I'm   bound      to  be 


pie 
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sweet.*' 
ci  -  der. 

side  her. 


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Home,  Sweet  Home 


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X.  'Mid  pleas  -  ures  and  pal   - 

2.  An  ez     -     ild  from  home, 

3.  How  sweet     'tis        to     sit 

4.  To  thee       I'll       re -turn. 


a  -  ces, 
splendor 
'neath  a 
o-ver 


though  we  may  roam, 
daz  -  zles  in  vain; 
fond  fa  -  ther's  smile, 

bur   -    den'dwith   care, 


Be    it 
Oh! 
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lace   will  smile 


place  like    home  I 

tage      a  -  gain; 

and  be  -  gnile; 

on  me     there ; 


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that  cot 


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tage      a    -  gain 


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will  I 


there, 
call; 
roam, 
roam. 


Which, 
Give    me 
But 
Be     it 


Home,  Sweet  Home 


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seek  thro'  the  world, 

them  with  that  peace 

gire       me,  oh  I  give 

er     •     er  so    horn  - 


is  ne'er    met  with 
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me   the    pleas-ares 
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like    home. 


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Home  I 
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home! 
homel 
homel 


sweet,8weet  home^There's  no    place  like  home,    there's  no    place  like  home ! 

8weet,8weet  home;There's  no    place  like  home,    there's  no    place  like  home ! 

Bweet,8weet  home;  But     give    me,    oh !  give    me  the  pleasures   of    home ! 

8weet,sweet  home;There'8  no    place  like  home,    there's  no    place  like  home ! 


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dawn  ia  break-ing,  .  .  .       The 
from  thy  fliuii-bers;    .  .       The 


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horn         of    the  hun  -  ter         ie      heard         on   the    hill ; 
blue      mouniains glow  in         the    sun's        gold- en   light; 


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light       wing  the     bright     dew  is     shak  ing,    Kathleen  .  .   Mavour-neen  t      what, 

spell        that  once    hung        on  my  nam  -  bers  ?  A   -    rise  in  .  .  .   thy  bean-ty,  thoa 


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b'ring  still !    Oh,  hast       thou  for  -  got-ten      how  soon 
of  my  night.  Ma-vour  -    neenyMa-voarneeo,    my     sad 

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I    moat  part;    It  may 


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and    it   may    be        for-ey-er;         Then  why    .    .  art  thou  si  -  lent,   thou 


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a.  John  An  -  der  -  son,  my  jo, 

3.  John  An  -  der  -  son,  my  jo, 

4.  John  An  -  der  -  son,  my  jo, 


John,  When     we   were   first     ac  -  quent, 

John,  We       clamb  the     hill    the-gith-er, 

John,  When      na  -  tore    first     be-  -  gan 

John,  We've   seen   oar    bairns'       bairns. 


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locks  were  like    the 

mon-y     a      can  -  ty 

try      her    can  -  ny 


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ra     -     Ten,  Toor     bon  -  ny  brow  was  brent ; 

day,       John, We've    had  wi'  ane  an  -  ith  -  er ; 

hand,      John,  Her      mas  -  ter-wark  was  man; 


yet,     my  dear  John     An   -    der-eon,  I'm      hap  -   py    in     your     arms. 


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now  your  brow    is  held, 

we  maun  tot  -  ter  down, 

you  a-mang  the  lave, 

sae  are    ye     In  mine, 


John,  Your  locks  are  like    the  snaw; 

John,  But  hand       in  hand  we'll  go ; 

John,  Sae    trig  frae  tap      to  toe— 

John;  I'w    sure  ye'll ne'er   say  no. 


Yet 
Andwe'U 
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sleep    the  -  gith  -  er 
proved  her  -  sel'    nae 
days     are     gane   that 


frost  -  y      pow,  John 

at       the     foot,  John 

jour  -  ney  -  wark,  John 

we     ha'e     seen,  John 


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Her  Bright  Smile  Haunts  Me  Still 


Wilh  agression 


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2.  At  the  first    sweet  dawn  of  light.        When     I  gaze  np-  on  the  deep, 

3.  Fyo   sail'd  'neath  a -lien  skies,  I    hare  trod         the  des-ert  path. 


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still  greets  my  sight, 
the  storm  a  -rise. 


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While  the  stars 
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their  yig  -  lis  keep ; 
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close        mine  ach-ing  eyes, 
dan     -     ger      I  have  known, 


And  her  spir-it 

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That  «   reck-less 


oomea  at  will; 
sen-ses  fill; 
life  can   fill; 


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mid  -  night,  on  the  seas, 
sleep  when  I  a  -  rise, 
pres     -    ence  is    not  flown. 


Her  bright  smile  haunts  me  still. 
Her  bright  smile  haunts  me  still. 
Her  bright  smile  haunts  me  still. 


For    her 
When    I 
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close        mine  ach  -  ing  eyes, 
dan     -     ger     I  have  known. 


And  her  spir 

Sweet  dreams 
That    a  reck 


it  comes  at  will  ; 
my  sens-  es    fill, 
less  life  can  fill ; 


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Her  bright  smile  haunts  me  still. 
Her  bright    smile  haunts  me    stilL 


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there    we      saw    the      men    and  boys.  As  thick    as  has  -  ty      pud  -    ding. 

giv  -  ing      or  -  ders       to      his  men,    I  guess  there  was      a       mil  -    lion, 

want  -  ed      pes  -  ki    -    ly       to  get.    To     give     to  my     Je   -  mi  -     ma. 

On       a       deu  -  ced       lit  -  tie  cart,— A      load   for  fa  -  ther's   cat  -     tie. 

made     a  noise    like       fa  -  ther's  gun.   On  -  ly      a  na  -  tion    loud      -    er. 

fa  -  ther  went     as     near       a  -  gain,—  I       tho't  the  deuce  was      in          him. 


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Mind    the    mu  -  sic     «nd     the     step,    And  with     the      girls       be      hand   -    y. 


7  It  scared  me  so,  I  ran  the  streets, 

Nor  stopped,  as  I  remember, 
Till  I  got  home,  and  safely  locked 
\n  granny*s  little  chamber.    Cho. 

8  And  there  I  see  a  little  keg, 

Its  heads  were  made  of  leather, 
They  knocked  upon't  with  little  sticks. 
To  call  the  folks  together.    Cho. 

9  And  there  they'd  fife  away  like  fun. 

And  play  on  corn-stalk  fiddles. 
And  some  had  ribbons  red  as  blood, 
All  bound  around  their  middles.    Cho. 


xo  The  troopers  too,  would  gallop  up. 
And  fire  right  in  our  faces ; 
It  scared  me  almost  half  to  death 
To  see  them  run  such  races.    Cho. 

XX  Uncle  Sam  came  there  to  change 
Some  pancakes  and  some  onions, 
For  'lasses  cakes  to  carry  home 
To  give  his  wife  and  young  ones.    Cho* 

xa  But  I  can't  tell  you  half  I  see, 
They  kept  up  such  a  smother ; 
So  I  took  my  hat  off,  made  a  bow. 
And  scampered  home  to  mother.    Cho. 


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2.  Now,  these  two  boys    had    suits  of  clothes, And  they  were  made  for  Sun  -  day ; 

3.  Now,  these  two  boys  to  the  thea  -  tre  went,When-ey  -  er     they  saw     fit ; 

4.  Now,  these  two  boys    are     dead  and  gone  Long  may  their  ash  -  es       rest  I 

5.  Now,  these  two  boys    their   sto  -  ry  told,And  they   did    tell     it        well : 


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Listen  to  the  Mocking  Bird 


Alice  Hawtroxnb 


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I.       I'm    dream-ing  now  of     Hal-ly, 
a.        Ah  I     well     I     yet  re  -  mem-ber, 
3.  When  the  charms  of  spring  a  -  wak  -  en, 


sweet  Hal- ly, 
re  -  mem-  ber, 
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sweet  Hal-ly,  I'm 

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charms  of  spring  a    -    wak -en 


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When  we    gath-er'd  in     the   cot  -  ton    side    by 

And  the  mock-ing  bird    is    sing  -  ing    on     the 


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And  the  mock-ing  bird  was  sing-ing  far    and  wide. 

Since  my  Hal  -  ly      is     no  Ion  -ger  with  me    now. 


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will       tell        of       the      plefs   -  nre       and       glad  -ness       yon       bring. 


The  Blue  Bells  of  Scotland 


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Mrs.  James  Grant 
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X.  Oh  I  where^tell  me  where  is  your  Highland  lad-  die  gone?  Oh!  where,tell  me  where  is  yonr 
a.  Oh  I  where,tell  me  where  did  your  Highland  lad-  die  dwell?  Ohl  where,tell  me  where  did  yonr 
3.  Oh  1  what,  tell  me  what  if    yonr  Highland  lad    be  slain?  Ohl  what,  tell  me  what    if    yonr 


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High  -  Und      lad  -   die     dwell? 
High  -  land      lad       be      slain? 


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He's  gone  with  streaming  ban  -  ners  where 
He  dwelt  in  bon  -  nie  Scot  -  land,  where 
Oh,     not      true  love    will     be     his    guard     and 


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blooms  the  sweet  blue  bell,  And  it's   oh,   .    .  in    my  heart    I         lo'e   my  lad  -  die  well, 
bring  him    safe    a -gain.  For  it's   oh,my  heart  would  break  if  my  Highland  lad  were  slain. 


388 


We'd  Better  Bide  a  Wee 


Moderaio 


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1.  Tht  pair  odd  folk  st  hameyye  iBled^Aic  fnil  and  faiMac    sair.        And  wed  I    ken  tlMy'd 

2.  Whea  iivt  we  told  oar   oto  -ry,  ladyTkeir  bleasuc  fell  eae   free,      Tkej  %xw^  bo  tko't  to 

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miae     me,    Ud,     Gin      I       came  hame    nae     mair;        The     griat    is      out,     the 
aell       at      all,    They  did      bnt    think     of       me ;  Bnt,     Ud  -  die,  that's     a 

earn  -  est  -  ly,        It     well     nigh  breaks   my      heart ;       So,      lad  -  die,   din   -   na 


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times   are  hard.  The  kin     are   on  -   ly    three, 
time     a-wa,  And  mith-er's  like     to     dee, 
urge    me  mair,  It  sure  -  ly   win  -  na     be. 


I  can-na  leave  the  auld  folk  now, We'd 
I  can*na  leave  the  auld  folk  now,We'd 
I    can-na  leave  the  auld  folk  now, We'd 


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bet-ter  bide  a   -  wee,  I  can  -na  leave  the  auld  folk  now, We'd  bet-ter  bide  a  -  wee.  .  . 


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He  Leadeth  Me 


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I.  He     lead-  eth    me  I    O    blesa  -  ed  thought  1 0   words  with  heav'n'ly     com -fort  fraught  1 
a.  Lord,    I      would  clasp  Thy  hand     in   mine,   Nor     ev  -   ermnr-mur    nor     re -pine; 
3.  And  when     my  taak     on  earth     is    done,  When   by     Thy  grace,  the     Tic -fry's  won, 


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Con  -  tent,  what-ev  -  er  lot  I  see,  Since  'tis  my  God  that  lead  -  eth  me.  He 
B'en  death's  cold  wave  I     will  not     flee,    Since  'tis    my     God      that  lead  -  eth  me.    He 


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Sailing 


Godfrey  Marks' 


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I.  T'hesayelKol 
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3.      The  tide 


my  lads, 
lor'8  life 
is  flow 


the  wind  blows  free ;    A  pleas  -  ant  gale  is   oa  our  lee,  And 

is  bold  and      free ;  His  home      is    on  the  roU-ing  sea,  And 

ing  with  the      gale  ;T>heayeho !  my  lads,  set  er  -  'ry  sail.  The 

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soon  a  -  cross  the  0  -cean  cl^r  Our  gal  -  lant  barque  shall  braT  -  ly  steer ;  Bntere  we 
nev-er  heart  more  tme  or  brave  t£sji  he  who  lannch-eson  .  .  the  ware.  A-far  he 
hsr-borbar      we  soon,shair  clear,  Fatb-well  once  more    to  home       so    dear;  For  when  the 


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part  from  England's  shores  tonight  A  song  we'll  sing 
speeds  in  dis-tant  climes  to  roam ;  Withjo-cund  song 
temp  -  est  ra  -  ges  loud  and  long,     That  home  shall  be 


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for  home  and  beau-ty    bright, 
he  rides  the  sparkling  foam, 
our  guid-ing  star  a  -  mong. 


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Those  Evening  Bells 


Thomas  Moorb 

FtnHvely  and  in  tnoderate  Ume 


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tale    .     their  mn   -  sic     tells,      Of      youth    and  home      and  that  sweet  time,    When 
heart,       that  then     was    gay.    With  -  in  the  tomb       now  dark  -  ly    dwells,    And 

peal  will  still     ring    on,     While   oth    -    er    bards     shall  walk  these  dells,     And 


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last  I      heard      their     sooth   -    ing      chime!        Of       sooth 

hears  no    more       those    ere     -    ning      bells!        With  -  eve 

sing  your  praise,     sweet    ere     -    ning      bells.      While      eve 


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The  Bull-Dog 


393 


I.  Ohl  tlM  boll-dog  on   the  bank  I  And  the  bull- frog     in    the  pool;  Oh!  the  bull-dog  on  the 

a.  Oh  I  the  bull-dog  etoop'd  to  catch  him,And  the  snapper  caught  his  paw;  Oh  I  the  bull-dog  stoop'd  to 

3.  Says  the  mon-key  to    the  owl, ''Owhat'll  you  hare  to  drink  ?"  Says  the  mon-key   to  the 

4.  Pharaoh's  daughter  on   the  bank;  Lit  -  tie  Mo-  ses      in  the  pool ;  Pharaoh's  daughter  on  the 


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bank  I   And  the  bull -frog  in   the  pool ; 

catch  him.  And  the  snap-per  caught  his  paw ; 

owl,      "0      what'll  you  have  to  drink?" 

bank;   Lit -tie  Mo -ses    in    the  pool; 
_        rilard,  /f^ 


Oh  1  the  bull-dog    on     the  bank,  And  the 
Oh  I  the  bull-dog  stoop'd  to  catch  him,And  the 
Says  the  mon-key    to      the  owl,     *'0 
Pha-raoh's  daugh-ter  on    the  bank ;  Lit  -  tie 


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bull-frog  is     the  pool.    The    bull  -  dog  call'd  the  bull-frog     A   green  old  wa  -  ter  fool, 
snap- per  caught  his  paw;    The  pol-ly-wog  died    a-laughing   To    see  him  wag    his  jaw. 
what'll  you  have   to  drink?" ''Since  you  are   sover-y  kind,        I'll  take    a    bottle  of  ink." 
Mo -ses    in     the  pool;    She  fish'd  him  out  with  a  ten-foot  pole,And  sent  him  oil  to  school. 


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tea,   la,   la,  Sing-ing  tea,  la,    la,     tea,  la,  la,  la,  tea,  la,  la,  la,  tea   la,  la,  la,    la. 


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Nancy  Lee 


Fred  E.  Weathult 
WilhspirU 


Stephen  Adams 


X.  Of     aU 
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3.  Th«    boa' 


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UiftwiTas  as  e'er    yoo    know, 
bor'8  past,  the  bieex  -  es    blow, 
-     f'n  pipes  the  watch  be  -  low ; 


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Teo 
Teo 
Yeo 


ho!  .  .  ladsl 
hoi  .  .  ladsl 
ho !  .     .    lads  I 


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hoi  Teo 
hoi  Yeo 
hoi    Yeo 


ho  I  .    .     yeo   ho  I       There's  none         like  Nan  -cy  Lee      I     trow, 
hoi.    .     yeo   ho  I         'Tis     long         e'er  we  comeback   I      know,    .    . 
hoi.     .      yeo    hoi        Then     here's       a  health  be -fore   we    go,     .    .    . 


Nancy  Lee 


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waves  her  hand  up  -  on    .    .      the  quay, 
morn     till  night  my   home    .     will  be, 
my    sweet  wife  and  mates  .       at   sea, 


An'  er  -   'ry  day  when  I'm     a-way,  she'll 
An'  all      so  neat    an'  snug    an'  sweet,for 
An'  keep  my  bones  from  Dar  -  y  Jones  wher- 


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watch  .  for  me. 
Jack  .  at  sea, 
o'er  we      be, 


An'  whis-per  low  when  tem-  pests  blow, for    Jack 
An'  Nan  -  cy's  face     to    bless  the  place   an'    wel 
An'  may  you  meet     a    mate   as  sweet  as    Nan 


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sea;  Teo  hoi  .  .  lads!  ho! 
me;  Teo  ho!  .  .  lads!  ho! 
Lee;  Yeo    hoi  .   •  ladsl    hoi 


yeo  hoi 
yeo  ho! 
yeo    hoi 


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The  sail  -  or's  wife,  the  sail-or's 
The     sail     -    or's  wife,  the  sail-or's 


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Nancy  Lee 


•Ur    •  fballbe,     Teo 


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the     sea!  .  The  sail-oi's 

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wife,  the  eail-or'f  ftar 


•hall  be,      The  sail  -  or's  wife  his  etar  shall      be. 


Samuel  K.  Cowan 
mf  Allegro  moderato 


Out  on  the  Deep 


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low,    .  .  And  the  sea      with  splen  -  dor 
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With  his    sea       -     ly      spoil    from  his  ere  -  ning 
Of     a     day     that  is      dead  and     a   lore      is 


toil,       The 
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fish    -     er  home  -  ward      turnsi 
fish    -      er  oft        will       dream,  . 


And  his  oars     flash     bright,     in  the 
And  he  thinks,  though  far,  .    .  like  that 


0    -    cean     light,  . .  And  he    knows    that  eyes        on       shore 
first      bright   star,    .  .  She  is    still  .    .  be-yond,       as  of   yore,    . 


Look 
And  his 


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out 
oars 


•    •    • 


on   the       deep 
gleam    bright 


for  his    bright 
in    its    sweet 


oar    sweep;  .    And  he 
pale   light,  .   .    And  he 


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sings       as  he  swings  his     oar:    ....      "A    long  sweep,  lads,     and  a  strong  sweep, 
sings       as  he  plies      his     oar:    ....      "A   long  sweep,  lads,     and  a    low  sweep. 


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boys,      And  a    soog     as  a  -  way      we       go  I    ...    . 
boys,      And  a    song     as   a  -  way      we       go  1    ...    . 


For  the  hearts    that 
For  the  star        of 


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yearn        for  our  home       re  -  torn,  When  the  eye     -      ning  sun      is     low,    .    .    . 
Lore,       that  is  bright,     a  -  bove,  And    its  gleam     in  the  wave   be  -  low,    .    .    • 


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Aura  Lee 


t.  As       the     black  -  bird      in     the       spring,    'Reath    the     wU  -   low       tree 
a.  On       her    cheek    the      rose   was  born ;  'Twas  mu  -  sic     when    she       spake ; 


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and     pip'dy        I      heard      him        sing.        Sing         of        An    -    ra       Lee. 
her      eyes        the     rays        of     morn,  With  sad    -  den     splen  -  dor     break. 


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dy      -      iflg     dajr       The  chil  -  dren  sing-ing  on  their  home     -     waid  way,      Aad 
-     ward  sUdee,     For  time      may    pass         a    -    way,  but  lore  a -bides  I       I 


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feel         hia     kias  -  es      on    my    fer     -     'red    brow,  If     we  must  part. 


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ah !  why  should  it  be   now  ? 


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a  dream? 
a  dream? 


then 
then 


wak  -  ing  would  bo  pain. 


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Oh  I     do         not  wake  me,    do  not   wake     me,      let  me   dream  a    -    gain. 


402 


Sally  in  Our  Alley 


Henry  Camxy 
Andante 


Old  English  Mr 


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I.    Of        all     the  girls    that   are       so        smarty      There's     none       like 
a.    Of         all     the  days    with  -  in       the        week,  I  dear  -     ly 

3.  My      mas  -  ter,  and      the    neigh-  bors       all, .  .       Kake       game       of 


pnt-  ty 
lore  bnt 
and 


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Sal  -  ly ;  She  is  the  dar  -  ling  of  my  heart, 
one  day ;  Anl  that's  the  day  that  comes  be  -  twizt 
Sal-  ly;      And   but      for  her     I'd    rath  -  er       be 


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al  -  ley :   There     is       no      la  -   dy       in      the    land  That's    half        so   sweet  as 

Hon -day:     Oh,    then    I'm  dress'd  all       in      my    best,     To       walk        a -broad  with 

gal  -  ley.     But    when  my  seven  long  years   are     ont,     Oh,      then       I'll    mar  -  ry 


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Sal  -  ly;  Sha  is  the  dar  -  ling  of  my  heart,  And  lives  in  our 
Sal  -  ly;  She  is  the  dar  -  ling  of  my  heart,  And  lives  in  onr 
Sal-ly,    And  then  how  hap -pi-    ly  we'll   live  I        But   not  in     onr 


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al-ley. 
ml  -  ley. 


The  Quilting  Party 


AndanU 


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I.   In  the  sky  the  bright  •tars  glit-tered,   On    the  bank  the  pale  moon  shone ;  And 'twas 

a.  On   my  arm    a    soft  hand  rest  -  ed,     Rest  -  ed  light    as     o  -  cean   foam ;  And  'twas 

3.  On   my  lips    a  whis  -  per  trem  -  bled)  Trem-bled  till      it  dared    to      come ;  And  'twas 

4.  On  my  life  new  hopes  were  dawn-lng,    And  those  hopes  have  lir'd  and  grown;  And  'twas 


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from  Annt     Di  -  nah's  quilt  -  ing/     par  -  ty,      I     was     see  -   ing   Nel  -  lie       home. 


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I     was    see  -  ing  Nel  -  lie      home,         I    was    see  -  ing  Nel  -  lie     home ;  And  'twas 

T-  r  — ■ i—^-=-T~^ f — F-r-T-^-T— T— T-^ 


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from  Annt     Di  -  nah's   qnilt  -  ing      par  -  ty,       I    was     see  -  ing   Nel  -  lie      home. 


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404 


The  Star-Spangled  Banner 

Francis  Scott  Key  Samusl  Arnold 


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X.  Oh  I      say,   can    yon 
a.  On  the  8hore,dim  -  ly 
3.  Oh  I      thus    be       it 


f=« 


by  the  dawn's  ear  -  I7     U{lit,    Wluit  so  prond-ly   we 
seen     thro'  the  .mists  of      the    deep,  Where  the  foe's  hsnghty 
eT    -    er  when  free-  men  shall  stand       Be  -  tween  their  lored 


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hailed     at    the  twilight's  last    gleam -ing,  Whose  broad  stripes  and  bright  stars   thro' 

host      in  dread  si  -  lence   re    -    po  -   ses.  What    is  that  which  the    breeze,  o'er 

homes    and  wild  war's  des-o    -     la-  tion ;  Blest  with  Tlc-t'ry     and    peace,    may 


the 
the 
the 


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per  -  il  -   ons  fight,  O'er  the  ram-parts  we  watch'd,  were  so  gal-lant  -  ly    streaming  ?  And  the 
tow  -  er  -  ing  steep,  As  it     fit  -  ful  -  ly  blows,  half  conceals,  half  dis  -  clos  -  es?    Now  it 
heay'n-res  -  cued  land  Praise  the  pow'r  that  hath  made  and  pre-served  ns  a      na  -  tion.   Then 

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irJJ  ill  jiijj'i 


rock-et's    red  glare,  the  bombs  bursting  in    air.         Gave    proof  thro'  the  night  that  oar 
catch -es     the  gleam   of  the  morn-ing's  first  beam      In  full  glo  -   ry    re -fleet  -  ed,  now 
con  -  quer  we  must,  when  our  cause  it      is    just,      And      this      be  our  mot-to, — "  In 


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flag   was    still  there.        Oh,      say,  does      that    star  -  span  -  gled  ban  -  ner         yet 
shines  on     the  stream ;  'Xis  the  star-span  -  gled     ban  -  ner :     Oh,  long  may        it 
God       is     our  trust  1"    And  the  star-span  -  gled     ban  -  ner      In  tri    -  umph      shall 


The  Star- Spangled  Banner 

poooritard. 


405 


^^^gii 


wave         O'er    the     land 
I  '■*v  I  a  tempo 


.  of    the    free,       And    the    home 
^  poco  rilarcL 


of      the  brave. 


Too  Late!  Too  Late 


Miss  M.  Lindsay 


^^g3=^7T7.  ^-E^s^^UtgfeEEE^I 


I.  Late,  late,    so  late  I        and  dark  the  night,  and  chill  I  Late,  late,    so  late  I        But 

a.    No    light  had  we :         for  that   we   do      re  -  pent.        And,  learn    -    Ing  this,       the 


"^^^m^ 


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we  can    en-ter   stilU 
bride-groom  will  re  -  lent. 


Too 
Too 


late!      too 
late  I     too 


Ute,        ye  can-not         en-ter 
Ute,        ye  can-not         en-  ter 


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late,     ye  cannot      en-ter         now. 


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— I — I — t — . J-Ht 1— I — I 1 1    j      i   I — I 


3*11 


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406 


LfOch  Lomond 


Andante  eon  moto 


Scotch  Folksong 


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rZJJ     ;  J'  J   ^^E^ggEiiEgEl 


^ — IS:-* 

z.  Bj    yon    bon  -  nie  banks,  and  by  yon  bon-niebraeSyWhertthesun  sbinea  bright  on  Loch 
a. 'Twas  there  that  we  part  -  ed     in  yon    sha-dy  glen,   On    the  steep,  steep  side     o'  Ben 
3.  The    wee  bir-  dies  sing  and  the  wild  flow-era  spring,  And  in  son-shine  the  wa -tera  are 


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Lo      •     mon',    Where        me       and  my  true  lore  Were  er  -  er  wont  to  gae,      On    the 

Lo     -     mon'.  Where  in     pur   -    pie         hue        The  Hie -land  hills  we  view,  And  the 

sleep     -      in'.     But    the  bro-ken  heart  it    kens       Nae    sec-ond  Spring  a  -  gain,  Tho' the 


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bon-nie,  bon-nie  banks     of     Loch    Lo   -     mon'     Oh !  ye'U      tak'    the    high  -  road    and 

moon    com-ing    out       in      the  gloam   -    ing.       Oh !  ye'll     tak'    the    high  -  road    and 

wae-fu'     may      cease   frae  their  greet    -    in'.      Oh !  ye'll     tak'    the    high  -  road    and 


/s\ 


Loch  Lomond 


407 


^ ens. 


roll 


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I'll  tak'  the  low-road,  And  I'll  be    in  Scot-land  a  -  fore        ye,  Bnt  me  and  my  true  lore  will 


5    ♦  ■#• 


3 

a  tempo 


^^ 


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ner-  er  meet  a-  gain    On  the  bon-nie,  bon-nie  1>anke  of  Loch  Lo 

/IS 


mond. 


Anonymous 


German  Folksong 


I.  Sl-lent  night,  peace-ful  night!  AH  things  sleep^shepherds  keep  Watch  on  Bethlehem's  silent  hill, 
a.  Bright  the  star  shines  a  -  far,  6uid-ing  tray'lers  on  their  way , Who  their  gold  and  incense  bring, 
3.     Lighta  -ronnd  I  joyous  sonnd  I  An  -  gel  voices  wake  the  air;  '^Glo-ry  be   to    God    in  heav'n ; 


r-5-N 


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I 


And   nn  -  seen,while  all    is  still.      An  -  gels  watch  a  -  bove,        An  -  gels  watch  a  -  bove. 

Of -fringe  to   the  prom-ised  King,  Child  of  Da- Yid's    line,        Child  of  Da-Tid's   line. 

Peace  on  earth  to  you      is  giy'n,ChristtheSay-iour's  come,    Christ  the  Saviour's  come." 


408 


Michael   Roy 


AUegreUo  mf 


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I.  In  Brook-lyn  cit-j  there  lived  a  maid,  And  she  wai known  to  fame;  Her 
a.  She  fell  in  lore  with  a  char  -  coal  man,  Mc  -  Clos  -  key,  was  his  name ;  His 
3.  Mc  -  Clos-key  shout-ed  and  hol-lered  in  vain,  For  the  don  -  key  would  -  n't     stop,  And  he 


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moth  -  er's  name  was     Ma   -    ri   Ann,    And      hers    was     Ma  -    ri    Jane ; —   And 
fight- ing  weight  was  sev- en  stone  ten,  And  he   loved  sweet   Ma  -    ri     Jane;       He 
threw  Ma-ri   Jane  right    0  -  ver  his  bead,  Right     in- to    a    pol-i-cy  shop  ;  When  Mc  - 


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ev     -  'ry  Sat  -  ur-  day    morn      -     ing     She     used  to    go    0  -  ver  the  riv  -  er,     And 

took  her  to    ride  in  his  char  -  coal    cart,    On  a     fine        St.  '  Pat  -  rick's  day,      But  the 

Clos  -  key    saw     t'lat  ter  -  ri  -  ble  sight.  His     heart  it  was  moved  with  pi  -  ty,    So   he 


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Michael  Roy 


409 


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went     to    mar-ket    where   she      sold  eggs.  And  sass  -  a  -  ges,  like  -wise  Ut  -  er.  .    . 
don-key  took  fright  at    a  Jer  -  sey  man,  And  start -ed  and    ran      a   -  way.    .    . 

stabbed  the  don-key  with  a   bit  of  char-coal.  And  start  -ed    for   Salt  Lake  Cit  -  y.  •    . 


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For       oh ! 


for       oh!    .    .       he     was     my   dar  -  ling      boy,    •    .      FOR 


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he  was  the   lad  with  the      au  -  burn  hair,  And  his   name  was  Mi  -  chael    Roy.    . 


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410 


Aht  I  Have  Sighed  to  Rest  Me 

C.  JerFEKTS  From  Vbrdi's  "II  Trovatore" 

JndatUe  aostenuto 


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2.  Ahl    •    •    •    .    Iharesigli'dto  rest.    .    .  me 
a.  Out     .    •    .  '.    of  tlieloTe     I    bear      .    .  thee, 


Deep  •    ...  in  the  qni-et 
Yield .    .    .    •  I  my  life  for 


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aigh'd     to    rest  me 

Wilt         thoa      not    think,  .    . 


Bat  in   vain    do      I 

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thee  well,       my  Le  -  o  -  no  -  ra,fare    thee  well  1  .  . 
of   me,        my  Le  -  o  -  no  -  ra,fare    thee  well  I  .  . 


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Tet  all    in   vain  do     I      crave. 


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Ah  I  I  Have  Sighed  to  Rest  Me 


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fare  .  .    thee-well,    my  Le  -  o  -  no 


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col  canto  — -^  a  tempo 


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tcitzrt: 


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Oat  of  the  love     I        bear       thee, 
Tho'  I     no  more    be   -  hold       thee, 


Yield  I     my  life    for  thee.         Ah  1  think  of 
Yet    is   thy  name    a    spell,        Yet     is    thy 


me, 
name 


ah  I  think  of    me,    my    Le   -  o  -  no  -  ra,  fare -thee -well  I 
yet    is    thy  name    a      spell, 


412 


Ah !  I  Have  Sighed  to  Rest  Me 


Andante 


The  Two  Roses 

Malb  Voices 


Werner 


i 


r    ^  1— a=^ 


I.   On     a    iMink   two   ro-sM  fair,  Wet  with  morn-ing  show -en,  Fill'd  with  dew  in 

a.  Thus  in  leaves   of  white  ar-rayed,  Not      a  speck  to    dim  them,  So      I     find    the 

3.  Like  her  cheeks  the  blnsh-ing  ray, Which  the  bud     en  -  clos  -  es.  Bright-er   far   than 

cres. 


^^ 


■^  ^^-1^  tni\!  ^^ 


fra*grance  grew,  As  I,  pen  -  sire,  full  of  care,  Gath-ered  two  sweet  flow  -  ers ; 
spot -less  mind  Which  a  -  dorns  my  spot-less  maid.  In  -  no-cen  -  ce's  em-blem. 
yon  they  are;    But     her  charms,  if     I  should  say,  You'd   be    jeal  -  ous,  ro  -  ses. 


^^^Tg  M?  C  i;  ^'J  J''l^  ^^    Jl^'  ^1 


ki:^=g-H+M=f- f'  \)  F  [  ^ri=^^ 


Meerschaum  Pipe 


413 


m 


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ri-rrm 


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? 


z .  0  who  will  tmoke  my  meerschaum  pipe,meer8chanm  pipe,0  who  will  smoke  my  meerschaum 

2.  0  who    will  use  my  green  nmbrell',  green  um-brell%    0    who    will  use  my  green  nm  - 

3.0  who    will  wear  my  cast-off    boots,  cast- off  boots,    0    who    will  wear  my  cast  -  off 

0  who    will  go    to    see   my   girl,    see  my  girl       0    who    will  go    to    see    my, 

0  who     will  kiss  her    ra  -  by    lips,   m  -  by  lips,      0    who    will  kiss  her    ra  -  by 


^^^  i-r^ffi^=H 


32: 


■^r 


y-HJ^ 


^ 


r~;iJ-  ^int 


r  1 1 


^^ 


3tE: 


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pipe,  meerschaum  pipe,0  who  will  smoke  my  meerschaum  pipe.  When  I 

brell', green  umbreU',    0  who  will  use     my  green    um-brell',  When  I 

boots,cast  -off  boots,     0  who  will  wear   my  cast  -    off    boots,  When  I 

girl,   see    my  girl,      0  who  will  go      to     see      my     girl,  When  I 

lips,    ru  -  by  lips,      0  who  will  kiss    her     ru  -    by     lips.  When  I 


am  gone  a 

am   gone  a 

am  gone  a 

am  gone  a 

am  gone  a 


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way  ?  Al  -  lie     Ba  -  xan,  Pat  -  sey  Mo  -  ran,   Ma  -  ry    Mc-  Cann,Cann,Cann  I* 
way  ?  Some  oth-sr    man.  Some  oth  -  er  man.  Some  oth  -  er    man,  man,  man  I 
way  ?  Al  -lie    Ba  •  san,  Pat  -  sey  Mo  -  ran.   Ma  -  ry    Mc -Cann,Cann,Cann  I 
way  ?  Al  -  lie     Ba  -  xan,  Pat  -  sey  Mo  -  ran.   Ma  -  ry    Mc  -Cann,Cann,Cann  I 
way  ?  Al  -  lie    Ba  -  zan,  Pat  -  sey  Mo  -  ran.   Ma  -  ry    Mc  -  Cann,Cann,Cann  1 

•< * ■■ '       '  ■         '         ■     ' 


•  Or,  on  last  two  notes,  any  stanxa,  **Bad  Man  I" 


414 


Fred.  E.  Wbathxrlt 
Con  spiriio 


The  Midshipmite 


SvKPHKN  Adams 


MU^m 


^ — » — J.    • — 


^ 


I.  'Twasin     fif  -  ty-  five,  on     a    win-ter's night,  Cbeer-i  -  ly,  my  lads,  yo  hoi  We'd 

a.      We    Unnch'dthe   cut  - terandshCTodber  out,  Ch«er-l  -  ly,  my  lads,  yo  hoi    The 

3.  "  I'm        done  for  now ;  good  -  Kft  I "  says  he,  Stead-i  -  ly,  my  lads,  yo  ho  I  "  Ton 

J 


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atzzat 


-ka,^ — <t 


got       the       Roosh  -  an  lines      In      sight.      When     up     comes  a     lit    -    tie 

lab  -   bers      might     ha'         heard     .us     shont.    As  the   Hid  -  dy        crled| "  Now^my 
make    for  the  boat,     ney-er    mind     for      mel"  "We'll     take     'ee         bact,     sir,    or 


g^Nj  ;j^,,^te^ 


Mid-ship-mite,  Cheer-i  -  ly,  my  lads,  yo  ho  1  "  Who'll  go  a  -  shore  to-night, "  says  he,  "An' 

lads,put  a-bont ;  Cheer-i  -  ly ,  my  lads,  yo  ho !      We  made  for  the  guns  an'  ramm'd  'em  tight,Biit  the 
die,"  says  we  1  Cheer-i  -  ly,  my  lads,  yo  ho  1     So  we  hoisted  him  in,    in  a  terrible  plight,An'  wr 

^7  ••••  • 


The  Midshipinite 


416 


spike  their     gann   a    -     longwi'meV^'^Why,    bless 'ee,         sir,  come  a-long  I  "  says  we, 
mns-ket      shots    came    left  and  right,  An'     down  drops  the  poor  lit- tie  Mid  -  ship-iAite, 
poU'd  ey -'ry  man    with      all  his  might.  An'       say'd  the       poor  lit -tie  Mid -ship-mite. 


Cheer-i  -  ly,  my  lads,    yo     ho  1 


Cheer-i  -  ly,   my     lads,   yo 


hoi 


•    ■    • 


With  a 


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long,  long  pull,An'  a  strong,strong  pull,        Gal  -  ly,  boys,  make     her     go  ? 


.  And  we'll 


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drink     to-night  To  the  Mid  -  ship-mite,Singing  cheer-i  -  ly,  lads,  yo    ho  1  . 


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416 


With  energy 


Firmly  Stand,  My  Native  Land 

(Male  Voices) 


Nagkli 


I.  Firm-ly  stand,  flrm-ly  stand,  my 
a.  Safe  -  \j  dwell,  safe  -  ly  dwell,  my 
3.  Sing   for  joy,     sing   for    joy,      my 


m 


±A: 


HI— «- 


fcig: 


r — r 


na 

IM 

na 


1/        ?      I  '       y 

tiye    land.    Firm  -  ly  stand,  firm  -  ly 

tiye    land.    Safe  -  ly  dwell,  safe  -  ly 

tiye    land.    Sing  for    joy,  sing    for 

^ 


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i 


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S! 


r 


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stand,  my 
dwell,  my 

Joy,  my 

I 


^i 


3^ 


■x-*-t- 


na 
na 
na 


tiye  land.  Free  in  heart,  and  true  in  hand,  All  that's  love 
tiye  land.  May  thy  sons  n  -  ni  -  ted  stand,  Firm  and  tme 
tiye    land,     In  thee  dwells   a     no  -  ble  band.    All  thy    weal 


for- 
to 


fS 


S- 


M 


f 


m 


M 


I — "^S^- 


m 


Cher-  ish ;  Thus  shall  God  re-main  thy  friend.  Then  shall  heay'n  thy  walls  defend,  Free^dooi  I 
ey  -  er ;      God  for-bid  the  day  should  rise,    When  'tis  said  our    free-dom  dies !    Free-dom  1 
Cher-  ish ;      God  with  might  will  guard  thee  round.  While  thy  steps  in  truth  are  found,  1  teedom  I 


H 


i^r 


z--=^ 


Free  -  dom  1 
Free  -  dom ! 
Free  -  dom  1 


•-I- 


5^ 


■'=-= n 


1/  ^ 

Freedom  shall  not 

Freedom  die?  Oh, 

Freedom  shall  not 


tf 


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per 
ney 
per 


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Firm-ly  stand,  firm-ly  stand.  Firmly 
Safe-ly  dwell,  safe-Iy  dwell,  8afe-ly 
Sing  for   Joy,    sing  for   Joy,     Sing  for 


417 


Dear  Evelina,  Sweet  Evelina 


^ 


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mf  AlUgreUo 


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t=t 


irrr 


^^ 


i 


S 


^^ 


I.   Way  down  in      the  mead -ow  where  the  lil   -  y  first  blows.  Where  the  wind  from  the 

a.    She's  fair  like      a     rose,  like     a         lamb    she  is      meek,    And  she  nev  -  er      was 

3.  Ey  -  e  -  li  -  na      and    I     one    fine       eve  -  ning  in     June    Took  a  walk  all       a  - 

4.  Three  years  have  gone  by,  and    Pye       not     got  a     dol-lar,  Ey-  e  -  li  -  na     still 


m 


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moun-tains  ne'er    ruf  -    fles     the 

known  to     pnt     paint  on      her 

lone    by     the     light  of       the 

liyes   in    that    green  gras  -  sy 


rose;     Lives     fond    Er 
cheek ;    In  the  most  grace 
moon ;    The      plan  -  ets 
hoi  -  ler ;  Al   -  though  I 


J— I     I 


e  -    li    -  na,  the 

ful  carls  hangs  her 

all  shone,  for  the 

am     fa  -  ted  to 


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sweet    lit  -  tie  dore,      The     pride    of 

ra  -  Ten   black  hair.     And  she  ner  -  er 

hear  •  ens    were  dear,  And  I    felt  round 

mar  -  ry       her  ner  -  er.  Pre     iwom  that 


the  yal-ley,  the  girl    that      I  loye. 

re  -  quires      per-  fum  -  er  -   y  there. 

the  heart       tre-men  -  doni  -  ly  queer. 

I'll  lore  her    for    ey  -  er     and  oyer. 


^ 


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H«- 


418 


Dear  Evelina,  Sweet  Evelina 


^ 


Chorus 


3 


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Dear    Ey    -    e    - 11  - 


sweet    Et    -    e  -    11    - 


My    love      for 


m 


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nj.  ;  J-  / 


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thee 


shall    ney  -   er,    ney  -  er      die ; 


neT    -  er,    ney-er    die. 


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Hail!  Columbia 


J.  HoPKiNSON  Phyla 

W F^^ *=^ — ^ — >— at-^tp.^^   p      I  ' • i=i 

X.  Hall  1  Colom  -  Dia.  hap  -  py    land  I  Hall  I  ye  he  -  roes,  heay'n-bom  band.  Who 


9izfcfizi= 


X.  Hall  1  Colom  -  oia,  hap  -  py    land  I  Hall  I  ye  he  -  roes,  heay'n-bom  band.  Who 

a.  Im  -  mor  -  tal  pa  -  triots,  rise  once  more  I    De  -  fend  your  rights,  de-fend  your  shore ;  Let 

3.  Sound,  sound  the  trump  of    fame  I  Let       Wash  -  ing-ton's  great  name    Ring 

4.  Be  -  hold  the  chief  who  now  com-mands,  Once  more  to  senre    his  coun  -  try  stands^  The 

N    ^^.   -^.    -     -       -       .        {  :^'p^   _    f:   ?:     ^     ^ - 


] 


f^g= 


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1- — r — r — r 


^ 


fought  and    bled    in 
no     rude    foe,  with 
through  the  world  with 
rock    on   which  the 

j-^^. — .- 


free  -  dom's  cau8e,Who  fought  and  bled    In 
im  -  pious  hand,  Let      no    rude    foe,  with 
loud  ap  -  plause  I  Ring  thro'  the  world  with 
storm  will  beat  I  The   rock     on  which  the 


free  -  dom's  caQse,And 
im  -  pious  hand  In  - 
loud  ap- plause! Let 
storm  will  beat !  But 


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Hail!  Columbia 


419 


^^^^^mi^^ii±Asn 


1/  I     t/ 

when   tbe    storm  or    war    was  gone,  En  -  joyed  tbe  peace  yonr   yal  -  or  won ;  Let 

yade   the  shrine  where  sa  -  cred   lies,  Of     toil      and  blood,  the  well-earned  prize;  While 

ey  -  'ry     clime,  to     free  -  dom     dear,        Lis  -  ten  with    a       joy  -  ful    ear ;  With 

armed   in     yir  -  tue^   firm  and    true,  His   hopes  are  fixed  on  Heay 'n  and  you ;  When 


^^^ 


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^  -f- 


In  -  de-pen-dence   be        yonr  boast,  By  -  er    mind-fnlwhat     it    cost, 

off  -  'ring peace,  sin -cere      and   jnst,       Inheay'nwe  place  a     man-ly  trust.  That 

e  -  qnal  skill,  with   stead -y     pow'r.     He   goy-ems    in    the  fear  -  ful  hour  Of 

hope  was  sink-ing     in       dis  -  may.  When  gloom  ob-«cured  Co  -  lum-bia's  day,  His 


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Xy  -  er  grate -fnl  fur      the   prize.  Let      its     al  -  tar  reach  the  skies, 

tmth  and     jus  -  tice  may    pre  -  yail.  And    ey  -  'ry  scheme  of  bond  -  age    fail  I 

hor  -  rid  war,    or  guides  with  ease.  The  hap  -  pier    time  of  hon  -  est  peace, 

stead  -  y  mind,  from  chang-es       free,  Re-solyed  on   death  or  Lib  -  er  -  ty. 


9•u'^b  L    I 


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Chorus 


R^feNg 


Firm,  n-  nit  -  ed,      let 


us 


T 

be,       Rally  -  ing  round  cur     lib     -   er      -    ty. 


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As       a    band    of 


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broth  -  ers   joined.   Peace 


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and         safe  -  ty    we  shall   find. 


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420 


Kitty  Tyrrell 


m 


Charles  Jefferys 
AfidarUe  nan  iroppo 


■frHV 


C.  W.  Glover 

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t.  You're    look-ing  as  fresh  as  the  morn, 
a.     I'ye    bniltme     a    neat    lit-tle    cot, 
3.  You're  smil-ing,  and  that's  a  good  sign, 


dar  -  lingyYon're  look-lng  as  bright  as  the 
dar-ling,I'Te  pigs  and  po-  ta*toes  in 
dar-ling,Sa]r"yes"andyoa'llneT-er    re  - 


I 


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day; 
store; 
pent; 


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p=r: 


But  while  on  your  charms  I' m  di-lat-ing.  You're  steal-ing  my  poor  heart  a  - 

Pre  twen-ty  good  pounds  in  the  bank,  loye,         And  may-be    a  pound  or    two 

Or    if     yon  would  rath-er  be     si-lent,  Your  si -lence  I'll  take  for   con- 


^^ 


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Its  loss  I'm  not  go-ing  to 
But  I'msuch  a   cor-  e  - tovs 
Now  all  that  I  have  ia  your 


Kitty  Tyrrell 


421 


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i^—*  ji/g  '^«^'  ^i'] 


t 


=^a::^Tji 


monnx; 
elf, 


Tet  one  heart's  e-noagh  for  a     bo-dy,  So  pray{;iTeiiie70iir8iii  re- 

I    can't  help  still  sigh  -  ing  for  some-thing, And,dar-ling,that  some-thing*8  yonr- 
This^eekyonmaybe    Kit-ty  Tyr-rell,       Neit  week  yonll  be  Mis-tress  Ka- 


aplacere 


/tN 


[|a^^iqiff^^^^^%fe^feLjy.=^ 


torn. 

self. 

lone. 


Ha-Tonr-neen, 
Ma-TOur-neen, 
Ua-Yonr-neen, 


ma-Yonr-neen, 
ma-Yonr-neen. 


ma-YOor-neen 


0 1   pray  glYo  me  yours  in  re-turn. 
That  some-thing,you  know  is  your-self . 
Tou'Ube  my  own  Mis-tress  Ha-lone. 


Rock  of  Ages 


A.  M.  TOPLADY 


Thomas  Hastings 


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D.c.     Be  of  sin 

a.  Could  my  tears 

D.c.      In  my  hand 

3.  While  I  draw 

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ges,  cleft     for     me,       Let      me    hide     my-  self     In  Thee: 

the  dou  -    bU     cure^      Save    from  wrath    and  make    me  pure, 

for  -    eY  -  er      flow,    Could    my    zeal       no      lan-guor  know, 

no  price      I     brings       Sim  'Ply      to        Thy    cross     I  ding. 

this  fleet  -  ing  breath,  When   my    eves    sluul  dose    in  death, 

ges^  clefi     for     me^         Let      me      hide      my  -  self      in  Thee, 

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Let  the  wa  -  ter  and  the  blood.  From  Thy  wound  -  ed  side  which  flow'd, 
These  for  sin  could  not  a  -  tone.  Thou  must  saYe,  and  Thou  a  -  lone: 
When      I      rise        to    worlds   un  -  known,  And     be  -  hold     Thee    on     Thy  throne, 

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My  Mother's  Bible 

GiORGK  P.  Morris 
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X.  This  book    is    all    that's  left     me  now  I  Tears  will  un  -bid  -  den   start  1 
a.    Ah,  well    do     I  re  -  mem  -ber  those  Whose  names  these  rec-ords  bear  I 

3.  My     fa-therread     this    ho   -  ly    book    To  broth-ers,  sis  -  ters  dear ! 

4.  Thon  tm  -  est  friend  man    er  -  er  knew  1  Thy  con-«tan  -  cy    I'to  tried ! 


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fal  -  t'ring  lip      and    throb  -  bing  brow,     I  press       it     to       my  heart.  For 

round    the  hearth-stone  used      to      close,         Af-ter  the  ere  -  ning  prayer;  And 

calm     was  my      poor  moth  -  er's  look,  Who  leaned  God 'sword  to  hear!  Her 

all     were  false       I     fonnd    thee  true,    My  conn  •  eel  -  lor     and  guide.  The 


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speak  of  what    this    Tol  -  ume  said,      In  tones   my  heart  would  thrill :  . 

an    -  gel  face  1      I      see       it     yet  I  What  throng-ing  mem  - 'ries  come  1  . 

mines  of  earth     no  trees  -  ures  give,  From  me      this  book  could  buy ;  . 


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moth  -  er'8  hands  this   bi   -  ble  cIasp6d,She  dy-ing      gave  it  me. 

they  .  are    with    the   si    -  lent  dead,  Here  are  they      liy  -  ing  still.    , 

gain     that   lit  -    tie  gronp    is    met      With-in  the     halls  of  home  1 

teach  -  ing    me      the  way     to   live,        It  tanghtme  how  to  die.     . 


S.  F.  Adams 

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Nearer,  My  God,  to  Thee 


L.  Mason 


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I.    Near  -  er,  my  God,   to  Thee^Hear-  er      to      Thee; 

a.  Thonghlike  the  wan-der-er,    The    sun    gone  down, 

3.  There    let  the  way   ap-pear  Steps  un  -  to      heaven; 

4.  Or       if  on    joy  -  ful  wing,Cleav-ing     the    sky, 


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E'en  tho'     it     be       a  cross 

Dark-ness    be      0   -  ver  me, 

All   that  Thou  send -est  me 

Sun, moon,  and  stars  for  -  got, 

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my  Goi,    to  Thee, 
my  God,    to  Thee, 


That  rais- eth  me,  Still    all  my  song  shall  be.  Near 

My     rest      a  stone, —  Yet      in  my  dreams  Pd   be  Near 

In       mer  -  cy  given ;        An  -  gels     to  beck  -  on    me.  Near  -  er,     my  God,    to  Thee, 

Up  -  ward    I  fly.  Still    all  my  song  shall  be,  Near  -  er,     my  God,    to  Thee, 


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The  Flowers  that  Bloom  in  the  gyring 

W.  S.  GlLMCST  FniM  SULUTAX'S 


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And  that's  what  I   mean  when    I 


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The  Flowers  that  Bloom  in  the  Spring 


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I.  From  day    to   day     my   wife  doth  scold,  it     is      my  fate,        And  noth-ing  else  but 

a.     I       tri  -  nmphyfor     she   flies     be  -  fore    my  ham-mer's  sound ;     And  peace  to  me    is 

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Cooper's  Song 


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giy  -an,  For    far    a-way she's  driy-en, 


And    joy  -  ial  tra  -la  -ra    -   la,   .  .       Can 
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makes  her    flee,     tra  -  la. 


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Tra  -la-rala        lala         la       la 


01    -    a 
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Twinkling  Stars  are  Laughing,  Love 


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Twinkling  Stars  are  Irfnighing,  Love 


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Shiaeo     with  n  -    dUat  bouu    to-olcht 
Put    -    ootTOws      bore    made      to-aigbt. 


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While    your  bright  eyes    look       in     mine,    Peep-ing      stars    they  seem        to       be. 


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Brace's  Address 


Robert  Burns 
Andante  fnaestoso 


Scotch  Melody 


z.  Scots,  whA  bae  wi'  Wsl  -lace  bled,  Scots,whom  Brace  has  of  -  ten  led,  Wei-  come  to  your 
a.  Wha  will  be  a  trai-tor's  knaye  ?  Wha  will  fill  a  cow-ard's  grays  ?  Wha  sae  base  as 
3.  By      op-pre»-sion's  woes  and  pains.  By    your  sons  in   ser  -  yile  chains,  We  will  drain  oor 


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go  -    ry  bed,       Or     to    yic  -    to  -  ry  I 

be       a    slaye,    Let    himtnm    and  fleet 

dear- est  yeins.    But  they  shall    be  free! 


Now'sthe  day,  andnow's  the  honrl 
Wha  for  Scot-land's  king  and  law. 
Lay    the  proud     «  -  surp  -  ers   low. 


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See    the  front   of  bat-tlelow'r.    See  approachpnmdSdward'spow'r,  Chains  and  slayery! 
Free-dom's  sword  will  strongly  draw,Freemanstand,or  free-man  fa'?  Let  him  fol -low  me  I 
Ty-rantsfall  in    ey-'ry  foel    Lib-er-ty's     in     ey-'ryblowl  Let  as  do  and  die! 


430 


Do  They  Think  of  Me  at  Home 


Chas.  W.  Gix>^ 


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I.  D9   tfeeftkiak     of     ne    at 

%.  Do  thejtbink     of     ae    at     ««^, 

3.  Do  thejtluak     of    bov    I    knred 


Do    thej  or  -  cr      tfciak   «f      ae? 
Of    tbeooacy   I       ved    to     anc? 
la    wcf  b^  -  pj,      ear  -  ]j     daja? 


shared  their  er-^ry  S^ief,      I    who    miauled  ia    their  glee  ?    Haye  their  hearts  growa  ooU  and 
harp      I  stmcfcantoochedy  Does  a    stran-^er  wake  the  string  ?     Will  no  kind,  for-gir  -  ing 
think  of  him  who  came    Bnt  ooold  ner-er    win   their  praise  ?      I    am  hap  -  py     by   bia 


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strange  To  the    one  now  doomed  to    roam  ?  I  would  give  the  world  to  know,  "  Do  they 

word    Come  a  -  cross  the  rag  -  ing    foam  ?       Shall   I    ney  -  er  cease  to   sigh,  "  Do  they 
side,     And  from  mine  he'll  ner  -  er    roam,  Bnt    my  heart  will  sad-ly  ask,     "  Do  they 


/IS 


think  of  me  at  home?  "  I  would  give  the  world  to  know/'  Do  they  think  of 
think  of  me  at  home?  "Shall  I  ney  -  er  cease  to  sigh, ''  Do  they  think  of 
think  of  me   at  home? ''But  my  heart  will  sad  -  ly    ask/'  Do  they  think  of 


at  home?" 
at  home?" 
at  home?" 


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B^  Sakoknt 


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A  Life  on  the  Ocean  Wave 


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Henry  Russell 


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I.    A      life   on    the    o    -    c^n    wave,      A       home  on      the  roll -ing    deep,   Where  the 
a.  Once  more  on   the    deck     I       stand     Of  my    own        swift-glid  -  ing    craft,         8et 
3.'  The  land  is     no    longer  in      yiew,        The  clouds  have  be  -  gun    to      frown,       But 


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scat  -    tered   wa     -     ters  rave, 

•ail  I        fare  -  well        to     the  land, 

with  a    stout  Yes -sel    and  crew 


And  the    winds      their        rev  -  els     keep: 
The  gale        fol-lows  far       a  -  baft. 

We'll     say ''Let   the  storm  come  down  1" 


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Like  an  ea  -  gle      caged     I     pine  On  this  dull,  un   -   chang-  ing  shore ;       Oh  I 

We      shoot  thro'  the  sparkling   foam.  Like  an    0   -  cean      bird    set  free ;  Like  the 

And  the  song   of  our  heart  shall  be,  While  the  winds  and  the  wa  -  ters  rave,  A 

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giye  me     the    flash-  ing      brine, 
•      -       cean    bird,    our       home 
life     en     the    fceav-  ing      sea. 


The  spray  and     the      tem     •     pest 
We'll     find  far     o«t     on     the 

A      home   on     the      bound  -   ing 


roar! 
seal 
ware  I 

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432 


WUhfuUng 
9 


Rock  Me  to  Sleep,  Mother 


I.  Bttdc-wardy  tent  badc-vaidyOfc,  timt  ia  your  i^fct, 
%•  0  -  ▼«  Bjr  kesity  in  the  days  that  an  iown, 
3.  Comay  let    jonrbcova hair, jnat light-  ed  with  fold. 


1/ 

a     child 
Ko    love     likfe  moth 
Fall     on     your  ahonl- den  n    - 


}aat    lor     to-night! 
er  -  er     haa  ahone; 
gain   aa      of     old; 


Moth-er,  eome  back  from  the  ech  -  o  -  less  shoro. 
Ho  oth  -  er  wor  -  ship  a  -  bides  and  en  -  dues. 
Lot     tt      drop      o  -  Ter  my    foie-head   to  -  night. 


^^ 


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Take    ao     a  -  gain     to  yonr  heart   as     of    yore;  Kiss   from  my    fore-head  the 

Faith  -fnl,   nn  -  aelf -iah,  and    pa-tientlike  yonrs;  None   like      a    moth-er      can 

8had  -  ing  my    faint  eyes    a  -  way  from  the    light;  For    with    its    son  -  ny  -edged 

*  *  *  -  -  '  .irr^-itr'i'i 


1/  y     y^ 

for -rows   of   care.   Smooth  the   few  sil  -yer  threads  out   of    my   hair,  0  -  rer    my 

charm  a  -  way  pain,     From   the  sick  sonl  and  the  world-wea-ry  brain;  Slnm-ber's  soft 

shad -ows  once  more,      Hap-ly  will  throng  the  sweet  tIs  -  ions  of   yoro,  Lot- ing -ly, 


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slnm-bers  your    Ioy  -  ing  watch  keep ;  Rock  me     to    sleep,moth-er,  rock    me    to  sleep. 

calms  o'er    my    heay  -  y    lids   creep ;    Rock  me     to    8leep,moth-er,  rock    me    to  sleep. 

soft  -  ly,     its    bright  bil-lows  sweep ;  Rock  me     to   8leep,moth-er,  rock    me    to  sleep. 


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The  Lone  Fish-ball 


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I.  There  wu     a   man      went  op  and  down      To  seek   a    din    -   ner  tliro'  the   town, 
a.  What  wretch  la    he        who  wife  for -eakea.  Who  best  of  jam       and  waf-fles   makes? 
3.     He  feels  his  cash        to  know  his  pence,  Add  finds  he  has        but  )nst   six   cents. 


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There  was     a    man    went  np    and  down.   To     seek     a      din  -  ner    thro'  the    town. 
(  Repeal  words  of  stanza  each  time  ) 


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4  He  finds  at  last  a  right  cheap  place, 
And  enters  in  with  modest  race. 

5  The  bill  of  fare  he  searches  throngh. 
To  see  what  hia  six  cents  will  do. 

6  The  cheapest  viand  of  them  all 

la  '^TwelYO  and  a  half  cents  for  two  Fish-balla." 

7  The  waiter  he  to  him  doth  call, 

And  gently  whispers,  —  ''  one  Fish-ball." 

•  The  waiter  roars  it  through  the  hall, 
The  guesU  they  start  at  "  one  Fish-baU  1" 


9  The  gaest  then  says,  quite  ill  at  ease, 
''  A  piece  of  bread,  sir,  if  yon  please." 

zo  The  waiter  roars  it  throngh  the  hall, 

"  We  don't  give  bread  with  oq^  FUh-baU  !'* 


HOHAL 

xz  Who  wonld  have  bread  with  hia  Fish-ball, 
Must  get  it  first,  or  not  at  all. 

I  a  Who  would  Fish-ball  with  fixin's  eat. 
Must  get  some  friend  to  stand  the  treat. 


We'll  Pay  Paddy  Doyle 


Chantey  Song 


4U 


Go  to  Sleep,  Lena  Darling 


3«  Brifkt     te     iB  HOfB  -  iflfy  mj  dtf-lisgyVeB   job  ope  johi     cyc^.;  Si 


daa-fefy  Le  -  mul;  More  not,  dear     Le   -    na,  my  dar-luq^^Fn-    your  bio»-dervatdt«s 
fosad  jroa,  Le  -  aa.  Peace   te   with   tlwe,    knra,  my  dar-liaSyBlse   iidcl— dim   be   tbe 


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I.    Tell    me  the  tales  tkat  to    me   were  so  dear,  Ii«>g,  long  a  -  go,  Long,  long  a-  go; 

3.     Do     you   re-mem-ber  the  path  where  we  met,  Long,  I*&g  a  -  go,  Long,long  a- go? 

3.  Though  by  your  kind-ness  my  fond  hopes  were  rai8ed,Long,long  a  -  go,  Long,  long  a  -  go ; 


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yes,  you  told    me  yM    at'erwonldfor-get,  *  Long,  long   a  -  go,    long     a  -go. 

by  more   el  -   a- fvtatUfs  have  been  praised, Long,  long   a  -  go,    long     a  -  go. 


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Then,  to     all   oth-ers  my  smile  you 
But    by  long  ab-eence  your  truth  has 


re-moved.  Let  me  xor-get  that  so 
pre-f  err 'd,Love, when  you  8poke,gave 
been  tried.  Still  to  your  ac- cents  I 


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A-pickin'  hia  teef  wid  a  carpet  tack. 

5  Oh,  I  went  to  bed,  but  Vi  waen't  no  use, 
My  feet  stuck  ont  for  a  chicken  rooet. 


a  Behind  de  bam,  down  on  my  kneea, 
I  thought  I  heard  that  chicken 


7  He  sneexed  so  hard  wid  de  hoopin'-covgh. 
He  sneezed  his  head  an'  his  tail  right  oil. 

And  so  pHp  ad  infim. 


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Speed  Away!  Speed  Away 


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X.  speed  a- way  I  Speed   a  -  way  1     on  thine  er  -  rand    of  light  1  There's  a  young  heart  a  - 

a.  Wilt  thoa  tell     her,  bright  song- ster,  the  old    chief    is  lone;  That  he    sits   all     the 

3.  And         ohl    wilt  thott  tell      her,  blest  bird   on     the  wing,  That  her  moth- er    hath 

4.  Go,        bird      of      the   sil  -  Tor  wing  I  fet  -  ter  -  less  now ;    Stoop     not  thy  bright 


wait-ing  thy  com-ing    to -night;  She  will  fon-dle   thee  clOBOiShe  will  ask    for    the 

day    by  his  cheer-less  hearth-stone  ;That  his  torn -a- hawk  lies  all     nn-  no-  ted    the 

OT  -  er  a     sad  song   to    sing;  That  she  stand-eth     a  -  lone,  in    the   still  qni  -  et 

pin-ioaa  on    yon monn^ain's brow;  Bat       hie   thee    a  -way o'er  rock,  iIt-  or     and 


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knred.     Who     pine    vp -on  earth  since  the  "Day  Star*' has  rored;  She  will  ask    if 

while,  And  his  thin    lips  wreathe  er-er     in     one    snn  -less  smile ;  That  the  old  chief -tain 

night.  And  her  fond  heart  goes  forth  for   tho     be -ing    of    light,  Who  had  slept  in    her 

glen,      And      And  our  yonng  "Day  Star  "era  night  dose  a- gain.     Upl       on-wardllet 


miss  her,    so    long   is    her    stay.  Speed  a-waylSpeed  a -way  I 

mooms  her,  and  why  will   she  stay?  Speed  a-waylSpeed  a -way! 

bo  -  som,  bnt  who  would  not  stay  ?  Speed  a  -  way !  Speed  a  -way ! 

noth-ing   thymis-sion   do  -  lay.  Speed  a  -  way  1  Speed  a -way  I 


Speed  a- 
Speed  a  - 
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3.  O  '  Ter  thefreea  sea,  Ha-Yoar  -  nceiiylla-TOiir  -  neeii.  Long  skOBetbewliite  sail  tkat 
3.  Ob,    &a7  the  an  -  gels  while  wak  -  is'    or  sleep  -  in'.  Watch  o'er  mjblrd      in     the 


laod      ef     thy  birth; 
bore     thee     a  -  way ; 
land     far      a  -  way, 


Come  with   the  sham-rocks  and  spring-time,  Ka-^voor-neen, 

Rid  -  ing    the  white  waves  that  fair     snu-mermom -in'. 

And      it's    mypray'rawfn  con-sign      to    their  keep  -  in\ 


And      its     Kil-kir  -  noy   shall  ring  with    our  mirth.        Sure,  when  yon  left      as,     oar 
Just     like     a  May  -  tower   a  -  float    on     the  bay.  Oh,      but    my  heart   sank  when 

Care       o'      my  jew  -  el      by  night  and     by  day.         When     by     the  fire  -  side      I 


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clonds   came   be-tween   us,        Like      a    grey  cur  -  tain  the   rain  fall  -  ingdown; 
watch    the  bright  em  -  bers,     Tlien     all    my  heart    flies   a  -  way  o'er    the  sea, 


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Hid      from  my  sad    eyes  the  path     o'er  the    o  -  cean,         Far,     far      a  -  way,where  my 
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Col   -  leen  had  flown.    Then 
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1 ,  2,  3 .  Once  upon  a  time  there  were  three  Ititle  kittens  who  lay    in  a  basket  •f   saw  -  aw  -  dust ; 

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Hail  to  the  Chief 


Sir  Walter  Scott 
Maestoso  , 


James  Sandseson 


to     the  Chief    who    in       tri-nmph  ad  -  Tan  -  ces  I    Hon  -  or'd  and  bless'd  be  the 
is      no    sap  -  ling,chance-oown by   the  foan-tain.  Bloom -ing    at  Bel-  tane,  in 

for    the      prideof 


1.  HaU 

2.  Onrs 

3.  Row,  Tas- sals,  row 


the      prideof    the  High-landalStretch  to   your  oars,  for   the 


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Long  may   the  tree,     in     his     ban-ner    thatglan  -ces, 

I  urhirlivind  hAs  atrinn'd  «▼-  'rv      leaf    on      the  monn  -  tain.' 


er  -  er  -  green    Pine  1 

win-  ter    to       fade  ;When  the  whirlwind  has  stripped  e¥  -  'ry     leaf  on     the  moan  -  tain,Tlie 
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more   shall  Clan-Al  -  pine    ex  -  ult       in     her  shade.  Ours      is      no    sap  -  ling,  chaiio»- 
wreath'd  in      a     gar  -  land     a  -  round  him    to  twine  1  Row,    yas  -  sals,  row,     for     the 


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sown  by    the  foun  -  tain,  Bloom- ing     at   Bel  -  tane,  in    win -ter     to       fade,  When  the 
prideof     the  High  -  landsl  Stretch  to    your  oars      for    the    e¥-er -green     Pinel    .     . 


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whirl- wind  has  stripp'dev-'ry   leaf    on    the  moun  -  tain,The  more   shall  Clan- Al  -  pine  ez- 
0,       that  the  rose  -  bud  that  gra  •  ces  yon   is  -  landSfWere  wreath'd  in    a     gar  -  land    a  - 

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grace      of      our  line  1  Haay'ii  send    it    hap-py    dew,  Earth    lend    its  sap       a-n«> 

alt       in      her  shade.Hoor'd    in     the  rift  -  ed    rock,  Proof       to      the  tern  -  pest  shot 

round    him    to   twine  1   0,      that  some  seed- ling   gem,  Wor  -  thy    such   ho  *   ble  stei 


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Firm  -  er  he  roots  him,  the  ru  -  der  it  blow;Hentieth  and  Bread-al  -  bane,tlMay 
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Sends  our  shout  back  a-gain,  "Rod-er-igh  Vlch  Al  -  pine  dhu,  hoi  1  -  e-roe!" 
Ech  -  0  his  praise  a -gain, ''Rod- er-igh  Vich  Al  -  pine  dhu,  hoi  i  -  e-roel" 
Ring       from  the  deepmost  glen,''Rod-er-igh  Vich    Al  -  pine  dhu,  hoi       1    -    e-roel" 


C.  Weslby 


Come,  Thou  Almighty  King 


F.  GlARDINI 


I.  Come,Thou 
s.  Come,Thou 
3.  Come,  Ho  - 


Al-might-y  King,HelpusTby  name  to  sing.  Help  us  to  praise;  Fa-therl  all- 
in-  car  -  nate  Word,Gird  on  Thy  might  -  y  sword;  Our  pray'r  at-iend;Come,and  Thy 
ly    Com- fort- erl    Thy  sa-cred  wit  -  ness  bear,    In   this  glad  hour  :Thou,  who  al- 

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glo  -  ri-ous,  O'er  all  Tie-to  -   ri-ous,Come,and reign o  -  Ter  us,   An-dent  of  days, 
peo- plebleM2AttdgiYeThywordsuo-oess,8pir-tt     of     ho  -  li-nesslOn    us    de-scend. 
might -y  art,  llownile  in    ot  -  'ry  heart,Attd  ne'er  from  us    de-part,8pir-it     of  pow'r! 


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The  Low-Backed  Carj 


Samuel  Lovkr 


I.  Wbenfirst     I   saw  sweet  Peg- sy, 'Twas  on     a    mar-ket  day,      A      law-back'dcar  slie 
a.      In    bat  -  tie's  wild  com-  mo  -  tlon,  The  proud  and  might-y  Mars,     With  hos-  tile  scytiies,  d»- 

3.  Sweet  Peg  -  gy  round  her  car,    sir,     Has  strings  ef  ducks  and  geese.  But  the  scores  of  hearts  aha 

4.  I'd   rath  -  er  own  that  car,    sir.  With  Peg  -  gy  by     my  side,  Than  a  oaach-and-fonr  and 


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droye,and  sot    Up  -  on     a  truss    of   hay;      But    when  that  hay  was  blooming  grass,  And 
mands  his  tithes  Of    death.  In  war -like  cars;    While    Peg  -  gy,  peace-ful  god  -    dess,     Haa 
slaugh  -  ters    By    far     out-num- ber  these ;  While    she      a  -  mong  her  po«l-try  sita^    Just 
gold   ga-lore.  And  a  la  -  dy  for    my  bride ;  For  the  la-dy  would  sit   for  -  nlnst      me,    On  a 


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deck'd  with  flowers  of  spring.    No  flow'r  was  there  that  would  com-pare  With  the  blooming  girl  I 
darts   in    her  bright  eye.    That  knock  men  down  in  the  mar-ket  -  town,  As  right  and  left  they 
like      a     tur  -  tie   dove.     Well  worth  the   cage,     I      do  en-gage , Of  the  bloom-ing  god  of 
cush-ionmade  with  taste.  While  Peg-gy  would  sit    be -side  me    With  my   arm  around  her 


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sing.    As      she  sat    in  her  low-back'd  car ;    The   man  at    the  tnrn  -  pike  bar 

fly.  While   she  sits    in  her  low-back'dcar,— Than  bat -ties  mere dan-gerous  far. 

Love !  While  she  sits    in  her  low-back'd  car,     The     lor  -  ers  come  near    and  far 

waist.  As     we  drove  in  a  low-back'd  car.      To  be  mar-ried  by   Fa  -  ther  Mah'r 


Nev-er 
Ferthe 
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The  Low-Backed  Car 


aienipo 


ralk  ad  lib. 


ask'dfor  the  toll^But  just  nibbed  his  auld  poll,  And  look'd  af-ter  the  low-back'd  car. 

doc    -  tor's  art  Can -not     cure       the  heart  That  is       hit  from  the  low-back'd  car. 

en-yy  the  chick-en  That  Peg-gy   is   pick -in',  As  she  sits  in   the  low-back'd  car. 

heart  would  beat  high  At  her  glance  and  her  sigh,  The'  it      beat  in     a  low-back'd  car. 


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The  Miller  of  the  Dee 


Charles  Mackay 


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I.  There  dwelt  a  mil  -  ler,  hale  and  bold,  Be-side    the  riy-er    Dee ;      He  wrought  and  sang  from 
a.  "Thou'rt  wrong,  my  friend  P'said  old  King  Hal,''As  wrong  as  wrong  can  be  ^For  could  my  heart  be 

3.  The  mil -ler  smiled  and  doff'd  his  cap  :''I  earn   my  bread"  quoth  he ;  ''I     love    my  wife,  I 

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light    as  thine,  I'd  glad  -  \y  change  with  thee.  And  tell    me  now  what  makes  thee  sing  With 

lore    my  friend,  I   love    my  chil-dren    three.  I   owe     no  debt     I     cav  -  not  pay,    I 

thott'dst  b«  true,  That  no     one  en  -  Ties    thee ;  Thy  meal  -  y   cap      is  worth  my  crown ;  Thy 


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thaak  the  riy  -  er      Dee,    That  turns  the  mill  that  grinds  the  corn  To  feed  my  babes  nnd  me  1" 
miU  my  king-dom's  fee  1    Such  men  as  thou  are  Sng-land's  boast,  0  mil-ler  of    tli  i   Dee  I" 


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From  the  German,  by  H.  ZiCK 
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1.  Lore !      so     beau  -  ti  -  fnl      and  trae  I        I     must      leave 

2.  In       true  friend-ahip  heart     to  heart      Close  -ly       clings 

3.  When    soft   breez  -  es    kiss     your  cheek,  Touch  your     hands 


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Who       the  depths  of      woe      can  tell,        When        two    Ioy  -  era     say  '  fare-welly 
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a.-fla        had  na    been  gone  a  week    but  on  -  ly      twa,     When  my 

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fa-ther  brake  hit  arm,  and  our  cow   wasstowna-wa';    My  mith -er  she    fell  sick,  and  my 
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Ja-mie    at      the  tea,    And  auld     Bob -in    Gray    cam'    a -court- ing 

heart  wae    at      the  aea ;    And  auld     Rob  -  in    Gray      is  gnde  -  man  to  me 


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dam*?*  \xH     jo  -   11 ;  \xH    jo  -  11;  When  I  ride  on^    each  day    m      my  lit  -  tie    om  - 

lore    at      my  eaae,    at    my  eaae.  I        go     to     her  p^re  and      de-mand  to    my 


p^i  I    tell    yon  I'm  aomo-thing  to      aee. 

p^y  I    tell    yon  I'm  some-thing  to      see. 

own       The  hand  of  my  sweet  Ro  -  sa  -  lie. 


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0  Thou  who  Chang -est  not,  a  -  bide  with 
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The  Laird  o'  Cockpen 


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U      -      ble  -  hesd  fee  thocht  she'd  look  well ;     M' 

waist -coat  was    white,      his    coat      it    was  bine;      He 


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ClaT  -  en'  -  ha'    Lee,         A         pen  -  ni  -  less 
sword,  and  cock'd  hat ;       And     wha 


woo  -  in'  was     fash -ions      to     seek. 
lass    wi'     a       lang  ped    -  i  -  giea. 
could  re  -   fuse         the      Laird  wi'       a'      that  ? 


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An'  rapped  at  the  yett  o'  Clavers'-ha'  Lee. 
'^Gae  tell  Mistress  Jean  to  come  speedily  ben : 
She's  wanted  to  speak  wi'  the  Laird  o'  Cockpen." 

5  Mistress  Jean  4he  was  makin'  the  elder-flower  win 
<<  What  brings  the  Laird  here  at  sic  a  like  time  ?" 
She  put  aff  her  apron,  an'  on  her  slik  goun, 

Her  mutch  wi'  red  ribbons,  an'  gaed  awa'  doun. 

0  An'  when  she  came  ben,  he  bowed  fu'  low ; 
An'  what  was  his  errand  he  soon  let  her  know. 
Amazed  was  the  Laird  when  the  lady  said-"Na.'' 
An'  wi'  a  laigh  curtsie  she  turned  awa'. 

7  Dumbfonndered  was  he— but  nae  sigh  did  he  gie'; 
He  mounted  his  mare,  and  rade  cannilie ; 
An'  aften  he  thocht,  as  he  gaed  through  the  glen, 
''She's  daft  to  refuse  the  Laird  o'  Cockpen." 


Tramp!  Tramp!  Tramp 


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a.  In  the  bat  -  tie  front  we  stood  When  their  flerc-est  charge  they  made,  And  they 
3.  So,  with  -  in     the  pris  -  on    cell,     We      are  wait  -  ing     for     the   day   That  shall 


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swept  ns      oC     a   hnn  -  dred  men  or  more ;    But     be  -  fore  we  reached  their  lines  They  wero 
come  to       0- pen  wide  the  i  -  ron  door;   And    the    hoi  -  low  eye  grows  bright.  And  the 


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W        ^       b/        ^      u        ^ 

D.s.  neatA    the  star  •  ry  flag     We   shall 

Fink 


an  that  I  can  do.  Though  I  try  to  cheer  my  com-radesand  be  gay. 
beat  -  en  back,  dis-mayed,  And  we  heard  the  cry  of  vie  -  fry  o'er  and  o'er, 
poor  heart  al  -  most  gay.     As     we  think    of   see -Ing  home   and  friends  once  more. 


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breathi  the   air       a  -  gain      Of     the  free   land   in      our  own       be  •  lov    -  ed    home. 


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march -lag    oui     0    cheer    vp,  com   -    radtt,     theywilloome, 


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Rosa  Lee 


Allegretto 


X.  When  I    lib'd  in     Ten-nes-tee, 
a.  iBaid^'Yonlnb-by  gal,dat'8  plain. 


tr-li-a-li     o-la-e,     I  wentconrt-in' 
U-li-a-U      o-la-dy  Brdf  as  sweet  as 


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so  -  gar-cane, 


U-li-a-li     o-la-e.     S]res  as    dark  as    win  -  ter  night, 
U-li-a-U     o-la-e.     Feet  so   large  and  come  -  ly   too,Hight 


L-C    C  I C    l—^ 


Lips  as     red      as        ber  -  ry  bright, When  first     I      did     her    woo  -  ing     go,     81m 
make  a      era  -  die       ob    each  shoe.  Ro  -  sa,    take    me     for    yonr  bean,    81m 


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Were  You  Ever  in  Rio  Grand 

(A  «*HEAVE  THE  ANCHOR"  CHANTEY-SONG) 

Chorus  Solo 


Solo 


Chorus 


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X.  Were  you  er-er  in     Ri  -    o  Grand?  Way,  Ri-o,         0  were  yon  ev-  er  on  that  strand  ?We're 
2.  Where  the  Portngee  girls  can  be  found,  Way,  Ri-o,  And  they  are  the  girls  to  waltz  aronnd, We're 


bound  for  the  Ri-o      Grand?  Way,    .    .    Ri  -o. 


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Home  to  Our  Mountains 

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Manrico 


Home  to  Our  Mountains 

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S.  Baking-Gould 


Now  the  Day  is  Over 


J,  Barnby 


I.  Now   the    day      is  0      -     rer, 

a.     Je  -  tus,  give     the       wea    -      ry 
3.  when  the  mom-  ing      wak    -    ens, 


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In        Thy    ho    -   ly        eyes. 


ere  -  ning   Steal      a   •    eross 


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3.  My  life 
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is      cold, 

is      cold, 

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and  dark, 
and  oeaee 


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and      dnir-y;     It      lains, 

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moul-der  -  ing     wall,    Bnt    at     ev     -    'ry     gust      the   dead      lesTea       fall.  And  the 
moul-der  -  ing     past,    But  the     hopes     of    youth     fall  thick     in  the      blast,  And  the 
fate  of       all,  In  -  to  each    life     some  rain      inns{         fall.      Some 


The  Rainy  Day 


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days 


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and  drear-  y, 
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Some  days 


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And  the  days    are        dark  and      drear    -    y. 

Some  days  must  be  dark  and      drear    -    y. 


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Maryland!  My  Maryland 


J.  R.  Randall,  adapted 


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X.  Thou  wilt     not    cow  -  er      in        the  dust.         Ma   -  ry-land!  my      Ma  -  ry  -  land  1 
a.  Thou  wilt     not  yield  the    Van  -  dal  toll.  Ma    -   ry  -  land  I  my      Ma  -  ry  -  land  I 


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hear     the    dis-tant  thun  -  der  hum.         Ma   -  ry-landl  my      Ma  -  ry  -  landl 


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Thy  gleam  -  ing  sword  shall   ner  -  er    rust. 

Thou  wilt     not  crook  to       his     con-trol, 

Tho*  thou    wast  ev  -   er    brave  -  ly    meek. 

The  Old     Line   bu  -  gle,     fife     and  drum, 

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Ma  -  ry  -  land  I  my  Ma  -  ry  -  land  I 
Ma  -  ry  -  land  I  my  Ma  -  ry  -  land  I 
Ma  -  ry  -  laud !  my  Ma  -  ry  -  land  I 
Ma  -  ry  -  land  1  my  Ma  -  ry  -  land  I 


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Re-mem  -  ber  Car  -  roll's  sa  -  cred  trust.      Re  -  mem  -  ber  How  -  ard's  war  -  likethruH, 
Bet  -  ter     the  fire        up  -  on    thee  roll,      Bet  -  ter     the  shot,    the  blade,  the  bowl. 
For   life    and  death,  for    woe   and  weal.    Thy  peer  -  less  chiv  -    al  -   ry      re  -  real. 
Come    to   thine  own     he  -   ro  -   ic  throng.  That  stalks  with  Lib  -    er   -  ty        a  -  long. 


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And      all      thy  slum-b'rers    with  the    just, 
Than    cm  -  ci  -   fix  -  ion       of     the    soul. 
And    gird    thy   beau-teous    limbs  with  steel. 
And    ring    thy   daunt  -  less     slo  -  gan  song. 


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Ma  -  ry  -  land  1  my  Ma  -  ry  -  land  1 

Ma  -  ry  -  land  1  my  Ma  -  ry  -  land  I 

Ma  -  ry  -  land  I  my  Ma  -  ry  -  land  1 

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The  Old  Cabin  Home 


z.  I  am  go  -  ing  far  a -way,  Far  a -way  to  leave  you  now,  To  the 
a.  I  am  go-ing  to  leave  this  land.  With  this,  our  dark-ey  band,  .  .  To 
3.  When  old      age  .    .    comes  on    us,       And  my   hair    is    turn-ing      gray,  .    .I'll 


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trav  -  el   all     the  wide  •    .  world  .     .  o  -  ver, 
hang         up      the  ban  -  jo    all       a    -  lone ;    . 


I   will    take   my  old    ban -jo. 
And        when    I     get    .    .  tired, 
I'll .     •    sit  down  by     the  fire. 


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And   I'll   sing    this  lit -tie     song,      A  -  way  down   in       my  Old      Cab -in    Home. 

I     will    set  -  tie  down  to      rest,      A  -  way  down   in       my  Old      Cab -in    Home. 

And    I'll   pass     the  time  a-   way,      A  -  way  down   in       my  Old      Cab -in    Home. 


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Here     is     my  Old    Cab  -  in     Home, 


Here     is      my  sis  -  ter  and   my  broth-er. 


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Here  lies  my  wife,  the  joy     of    my  life,    And  my  child    in  the  grave  with  its  mother. 


458 


Looking  Back 


Louisa  Gray 


Arthur  Sullivah 


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1,  I  heard  a  Toica  long  years  a  -  go,      A  voice  so  wondrous  sweet  and  low,    That 

2 .  But  ere  oar  snm  -  mer  pass'd  a-way,  That  gen-tle  voice  was  hosh'd  for  aye ;      I 


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trem-bling  tears  an-  bid-den  rose  From  the  depths  of  lore's    re  -  pose.    . 

watch'd  my  lore's  last  smile  and  knew,  How  well  the  angel's  lov'd  her  too.    . 


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years  And  laid    it    with  my  dreams  of      old,  .  .  Where  all     I  lov'd  slept  white  and 


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UnpocopJulerUo  e  eon  moUo  tenerezza 


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my  loTe.  I      lov'd       her  >o,  My     lore  .  .  . 

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Haul  on  the  Bowlin' 


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(A   SHORT-HAUL  CHANTEY-SONG) 

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X.  Haul  on  the  bow-lin%  Oar  bal  -  ly  ship's  a  -  roll  -  in'l  Haul  on  the  bow-lin%the  bow-  linShaul  1 
a.  Haul  oa  the  bow-lin*,  Our  cap-tain  he's  a  -  growl-inM  Haul  on  the  bow-lin',the  bow-  lin',haul  1 
3*  Haul  on  the  bow-lin',   0  Kit  -  ty,  you're  my  darl-  in'l  Haul  on  the  bow-lin',the  bow-  lin'^haul  1 


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For  You 


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AndanU  tspressivo 


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3.  Tbeytold  me    if  we  linked  our  lives,That  yon  would  me  the  day,       And  when  the  sor-rows 


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gath  -  ered  round,  Your  love  woiud  pass  a  -way ;        But   had      I  known  what  life  would  be  When 


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ev  -'ry  hope  had  fled,    Those  cm  -  el  words  I  spoke  that  night,Had  ne'er  by  me  been  said.    For 


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Alice,  Where  art  Thou 


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I.  The  birds   sleep    -     ing  gen  -  tly, 
a.  The  sil  -    ver  rain  fall  -  ing 


Sweet  Ly  -  ra  gleam-eth   bright, 
Just      as     it    fall-eth   now; 


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sleep  gen  -  tly  I 


And  all        seems  glad  to-night. 
Ah  1  Al    -    ice,  where  art  thon  ? 


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wind    sigh    -     ing    by        me, 


Cool-  ing  my   fev-er'd    brow; 


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as  ev    -    er,  Yet,  Al    -    ice,  where  art  thon  ? 

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year  back      this  e    -  yen,      And  thon     wert   by  my     side, 
sought  thee        in    for  -  est ;      I'm  look  -  ing  heay'nward  now, 

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star-shine,— I've  sought  thee 


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this    e    -    yen, 
in     for  -  est, 


And  thou     wert  by  my  side, 
I'm  look-ing  heav'nward  now. 


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the  star-ahine,Al    •  ice,      I    know, 


be  -tide, 
art  thou. 


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No  One  to  Love 


A.  H.  G.  Richardson 
Andante 


Ananged  by  C.  Eversst 
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I.  No  one  to  love, 
a.  In  dreams  a  -  lone, 
3.  No   one    to   loye, 


none  to  ca-ress, 
lOTed  ones  I  see, 
none  to      ca  -  ress. 


Roam-ing  a  -  lone  throngh  this 
And  well-known  vol  -  ces  then 
None     to      re-spond    to     this 


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world's  wil  -  der  -  ness; 

whis  -  per      to     me ; 

heart's   ten  -  der  -  ness  I 


Sad  is 
Sigh  -  ing 
Trust  -  ing 


my  heart, 
I  wake, 
I     wait ; 


joy      is      un-known, 
wak  -  ing      I   weep ; 
God      in      His  Ioto 


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Soon  with  the  loved  and 
Prom  -  is  -  es      rest     in 

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I'm  weep  -  ing  a  -  lone ; 
the  lost  I  shall  sleep. 
His  man  -  sions     a  -  bore : 


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Oh,    bliss 


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what  heart  would  Btay, 

oh,    joy    mine  own, 


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Un-lOTed,  un-bless'd. 
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fromheayena  -    way?   •    • 
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Blow,  Boys,  Blow 

(A  HOISTING   CHANTEY-SONG) 


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X.        Blowi     my    bul  -  lies,       I      losf      to     hear     you.  Blow,     boys,        blow  ] 

a.  A    Tan   -  kee    ship's         gone  down     the      riv  -  er,  Blow,     boys,       blow  I       And 

3.         Dan   -  dy-  funk  and    don  -  key's    liv   -   er.  Blow,     boys,       blow!     Then 


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Blow,    my     bul-lies,    I    come   to  cheer  you,  Blow,  my  bul  -  ly  boys,  blow  1 

what  do  you     think     they  got    for  din  -  ner  ?  Blow,  my  bul  -  ly  boys,  blow  I 

blow,    my      boys,       for    bet  -  ter  wea  -  ther.  Blow,  my  bul  -  ly  boys,  blow  I 

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One  Sweetly  Solemn  Thought 


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One  sweet  -ly    sol  -  emn  thonght 


Comes    to    me  o'er    and    o'er. 


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(A  HOISTING  CHANTEY-SONG) 

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2.  Says  she      to    me,  "Will   you  stand  treat  ?"  (Way  1         Heyl        Blow  the  man  downl)<*De- 


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lighted,"  says   I,  "for    a  charm-er     so  sweet."  (Gire  me  some  time    to  blow  the  man  down.) 


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D.  T.  Shaw 


The  Red,  White  and  Blue 


Thomas  a  Becket 


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I.  0  do-lum-bia,  the  gem  of  the  o-cean, 
a.  When  war  wing'd  its  wide  dee  -  o  -  la  -  tion, 
3.    The    star  -  span  -  gled  ban  -  ner  bring  hitb  -er. 


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And  threat-en'dtbe     land  to    de - 
O'er  Co  -  lum  -  bia's  true  sons  let     it 

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form,    The     ark  then  of   free-dom's  foun-da-tion,        Co    -    Inm-bia,  rode  safe  thro'  the 
ware ;  May  the  wreaths  they  hare  won  ner-er  witb-er,    Nor  its    stars  cease  to    shine  on  the 


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thee ;        Thy    man-dates  make  he-roes  as  -  sem-  ble,         When  lib  -  er  -  ty's  form  stands  in 

storm;  With  the  gar  -  lands  of     yic-t'ry   a- round  her,  When  so  proud-Iy     she  bore  her  braye 
bravf' ;    May  the  ser  -  Tice    n  -  nit  -  ed  ne'er  sev  -  er,  But  hold   to    their  col  -  ors  so 


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crew,  With  her  flag  proud-ly  float-ing  be-fore  her.  The  boast  of  the  red,  white  and  blue, 
true;       The      ar-my  and    na-vy  for-ev-er,    Three  cheers  for  the  red,  white  and  blue, 

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When  borne  by   the  red,  white  and  blue.      When  borne  by  the  red,  white  and  blue,      Thy 
The  boast     of    the  red,  white  and  blue,      The    boast  of  the  red,  white  and  blue,  With  her 
Three  cheers  for  the  red,  white  and  blue.     Three  cheers  for  the  red,  white  and  blue.      The 


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Nora  O'Neal 


Will  S.  Hays 


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a.  Oh  I   the  night  -  in-gale  sings    in    the  wild-wood, 
3.  Oht  whyshonldl     weep  tears  of    sor-row? 


And    I   sigh   for  one  glance  of  your 
As     if     er  -  er-y  note  that   he 
Or  why  does  my  hope  lose   its 


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Was       learned  from  yonr  sweet  roice     in  child-hood, 
Won't   I       meet    yon,  my     dar  -ling,     to-mor-row. 


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mind    me,  sweet  No  -  ra,      of     you. 


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But       I    think,  lore,    so      of  -  ten     a 


mina    me,  sweei  no  -  ra,      01      you.  isut       i    ininK,  lore,    so      ox  -  ten     a 

smile    on    your  bean  -  ti  -  f ul    face  ?  Will    yon   meet    me  ?  Oh,   say,   wiU  you 


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And    y<m  don't  know  how   hap  -  py      I      feel. 

With     a     kin,    at     the     foot     of     the   lane? 


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lone-ly  to-night^lovei without  yon,  My  dar-ling,8weetNo-ra     O'-Ifeal. 

prom-ise  when-ev  -  er  you  greet  me,        That  I'll  nev  -  er    be   lone  -  ly     a  -gain. 


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Kind  Words  are  Dear  to  All 


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a.  Speak      gen  -  tly,  kind  words  bless  the  lips  From  whence  they  sweet-ly       fall    ....  Like 


lips     may  nt  -  ter      mer  -  ry  words,     The  heart  ^       sad        the  while,    •    •   TT  The 
dew- drops  to      the      droop-ing  flow'rs,  Kind  words  are      dear       to     all, Kind 


heart    be      sad 
words  are      dear 


the  while, 
to    all. 


A        kind        word    is     a     lit  -  tie     thing,    Bvt 
The    heart  grows  strong  be   -    neath  their  light,    Dark 


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We    wake    as      from  a       tron- bled  dream,     To 


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some   sad,     si  -  lent    hour, 
wel  -  come  hope's  bright  ray, 


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To      wel  -  come  hope's  bright  ray, 


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no    -  ble     deeds.     In        some    sad,     si  -  lent   hour, 
tron  -  bled  dream,    To        wel -come  hope's  bright  ray. 


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The  Promised  Land 


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I.  I  have  a   Fa-therintheprom-isedland,        I  have  a  Fa-therin  the  prom-ised  land, 
a.  I  hare  a  Sav-iour  in  the  prom-ised  land,        I  have  a  Say-iour  in  the  prom-ised  land, 

3.  I  have  a    crown  in  the  prom-ised  land,        I  hare  a    crown  in  the  prom-ised  land, 

4.  I  hope  to  meet  you  in  the  prom-ised  land,        I  hope  to  meet  you  in  the  prom-ised  land, 
D.c.  rila-way^rU  a  -  way       to  the  promised  land J^Ula-waytril  a  -  ivay      to  the  prom-ised  land^ 


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Say-ionr  calls     me. 


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go       To   meet  Him  in   the  prom-  ised     land, 
go       To   meet  Him  in   the  prom-ised     land. 


When      Je  -  sus  calls      me,      I    must     go       To   wear    it     in   the  prom-ised     land. 
At        Je  -  sus'  feet       a      joy  -  ous  band ; We'll  praise  Him  in  the  prom-ised     land. 


Fa  -  ther  calls      me       I     must     go         To    meet  Him  in     the  prom  -  ised     land. 


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The  Soldier's  Tear 


Alexandxk  Lem 
Largheifo 


T.  H.  Batlt 


1.  Up-  OB  tbehill  hetoniad 

2.  Be -side  that  oot-tngepordi 

3.  He  tnrn'd  and  left  the  spot, 


To  take    a  last  fond  look  Of     the  Tal  -  ley  and  the 
A    girl  had  knelt  in    pra7'r;Slie       held    a -loft    a 
Ohy   do     not  think  him  weak,  Fw        daontlesawaa  the 


Tillage  chnrchyAnd  the  oot4age  by        the  brook, 
snow-y  scarf  Which flut-tered  in        the  air; 
sol-dier'sheart,Tho' tears  were  on        his  cheek. 


He  list-ened 
She   breathed 
Go     watch 


to  the  sounds     ao    ta- 
a        sigh  for   him,  A 
the     foremost  ranks  In 


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not   hear.    But     he  paused   to    bless     her     as 
ca  -  reer,      Be  sure     the  hand   most    dar 


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a.     As      two  fond     flow'r    •    ets     on     one     stem     a  -  nit  -  ed.        So    link'd  by 


bout  me  seems  to  smile    on    moi         Bat     if    sad    tears  come  and  naught  seems  life  be  - 
des  -  ti   -  ny    our  hearts  are  bound.   Should  ey  -  er        sor    •     rows  come,  or   hopes  be 


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blight-ed,  Then  ey-er  f aith-ful,  then  ey-  er  faith-ful,    I  shall  be  faithful,  ey  -  er  faithful  found . 


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LURLINB 

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Sweet  Spirit^  Hear  My  Prayer 

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I.  OhI  Thoa,  to  whom  this  heart  ne'er  yet        Turned  in    an  -  guish  or     re  -  ^et, 
a.  OhI  Thou,  to  whom  my  thot's  are  known,     Calmi  ohI  calm  these  trembling  fears ; 


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tun       a -way  the  world's  cold  frown, 


Sweet  Spir  -  it,  hear       mypray'rl 
And    dry     my  fall  -  ingtearsi 


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leave     me  not     a  -  lone  in  grief. 


Send   this  blight-ed     heart    re  -  lief ! 


Send  this 


blight  -  ed  heart   re  -  lief!    .    .    .  MakeThoa    my   life   thy  fn-ture  care. 


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Hear,  oh  I  hear  my  pray'r !       Ah  I    hear    .    .    my  pray'r ! 


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Softly  Now  the  Light  of  Day 


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a.  Thou, whose  all  -  per  -  yad 

3.  Soon     for     me     the    light 

4.  Thoa   who,    sin  -  less,    yet 


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capes,  with  -  ont, 

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man's   in  -  firm 


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Par  -  don     each     in  -  firm 
Then,  from     sin     and   sor 
Then,  from  Thine     e  -  ter 


bor      free.    Lord,      I 
i     -     ty,         0  -  pen 
row      free,    Take    me, 
nal     throne,     Je  -  sus, 


would  com  -  mnne 
fault    and       se  • 
Lord,   to      dwell 
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When  You  and  I  Were  Young 


Gbo.  W.  Johhsoh 


J.  A. 


t.  I  wm4- d«r0d  to4«7  to  th»  kill, 
3.  A  ci-tj  foti-  Int  aad  lose, 
3.  Thej  Mjr     I     «a  te  -  ble  wttli  af^. 


To       watch  tfce     wow     be      - 
Where  the  yonagjuid  the  fsy  and  the 
My      atepe     aieleea  epricht-lj  thaa 


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la  pol  -  iehed  white  man  -  sions  of  stoney 
My     face  ia       a  well   -  writ- ten  page^ 


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time       a       -      lone     was  the  pen. 


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la   built    where    the  birds    naed     to 
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in     the    songs  that  were  sung : 

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'    a.  Chance  and  change  are  bu    -    sy     ot  -  er ; 

3.  S'en    the   hour   that  dark  •  est  seem-eth 

4.  He    with  earth- ly    cares     en-twin-eth 


All     the   path    in     which    we    roye; 
Man    de  -  cays,  and    a     -      ges    moye ; 
Will    His  changeless  good   -   ness  prove ; 
Hope   and    com  -  fort  from        a  -  bove ; 


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But    His    mer  -  cy  wan  -  eth     nev  -  er :  God 

From  the    gloom  His  bright  -  ness  streameth :  God 

St  -  'ry  -where  His  glo   -    ry     shin-eth :  God 

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is  wis  -  dom,  God  is  love, 

is  wis  -  dom,  God  is  love, 

is  wis-dom,  God  is  love. 


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trum  -  pet   and  drum  ;Then   rest   thee,  my   dar  -  ling,  oh  sleep  while  yon  may,         For 

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strife  comes  with  man-hood,  as     light  comes  with  day.    Oh,     rest  thee,babe,rest  thee,babe, 

step    of     a       foe  -  man   drew  near  to      thy  bed.      Oh,     rest  thee,babe,re3t  theoybabe. 


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3.  Then  these  three  lit-  tie  pig-gies  grew  skin-ny  and  lean,And  lean  they  might  yer-y  well  be, 


And  she  wad-died  a  -bont,say  -  ing''Umph,Umph>Umph,>'While  the  lit-tle  ones  said" Wee, Wee ;" 

"Let us  all  for  the  fa- tore  sayUmph,nmph,nmph,'Tissochi]d-isht6  say  Wee, Wee;*' 
For  some-how  they  ponld-n't  say^'nmph,nmph,Umph,"And  they  wovldn't  say"  Wee,  Wee,  Wee  ;** 


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Fro::!  trying  too  bard  to  say  "Umph,  Vmph, 
XTmph," 
When  they  only  ooold  say  "Wee,  Wee." 


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MORAL 
5  A  moral  there  is  to  this  little  song, 
A  moral  that^s  easy  to  see. 
Don't  try  when  you're  young  to  say  "Umph, 
Umph,  Umph," 
For  yon  only  ca|i  say  "Wee,  Woe." 


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a.    May  Thy  rich  grace  Im-part  Strength  to  my  faint-ing  heart,  My  zeal   in- spire  I  As  Thott  hast 

3.  While  life's  dark  maze  I  tread,  And  griefs  a-round  me  spread,  Be  Thou  my  Guide ;  Bid  darkness 

4.  When  ends  life's  transient  dream, When  death's  cold,sullen  stream  Shall  o'er  me  roll,Blest  Sayiour, 


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died    for  me,    Oh,  may  my   loye    to  Thee  Pure,  warm,and  changeless  be,A      liy  -  ing   fire  1 
turn    to  day.  Wipe  sor-row's  tears    a-way,  Nor    let    me     ey  -  er  stray ,From  Thee  a  -  side, 
then,  in  loye,  Fear  and  dis  -  trust  re-moytr ;  Oh,  bear  me  safe     a-boye,  A    ran-somed  soul. 


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XVUh  spirU 
Solo 


When  Johnny  'Comes  Marching  Home 

Louis  Lambest 


Chorus 


Solo 


1.  When  Johnny  comes  nutrching  home  a-^nin,  Hur-rah,       hnr  -  rmh  I  We'll  gire  him  a  heait-y 

2.  The    old     church  bell  will  peal  with  joy,  Hnr-rah,       hnr  -  rah  I    To    wel  -  come  home  our 

3.  Get   rea    -     dy   for  the    Jn  -  bi  -  lee,  Hnr-rah,       hnr  -  rah  I  We'll  giTo       the  he  -  ro 


Choeus 


Solo 


wel-come  then,  Hnr  -  rah,     hnr  -  rah  I 

dar  -  ling  boy,  Hnr  -  rah,    '  hnr  -  rah  I 

three  timet  three ;  Hnr  -  rah,     hnr  -  rah  I 


The  men  will  cheer,  the  boys  will  shont.  The 
The  ril-lage  lads  and  las  -  sies  say,  With 
The     lau  -  rel    wreath  is  rea  -  dy  now      To 


Chorus  Repeat  ad  lib. 


la  -dies,  they  will  all  turn  out,  And  we'll  all  feel  gay,  When  Johnny  comes  marching  home. 

ro  -ses  they  will  strew  the  way.  And  we'll  all  feel  gay.  When  Johnny  comes  marching  home. 

place  np-on     his   loy-al  brow ;  And  we'll  all  feel  gay,  When  Johnny  comes  marching  homo. 


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There  Were  Three  Crows 

(TUNE:"  WHEN  JOHNNY  COMES  MARCHING  HOME**) 


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I  I:  Then  wen  time  crows  sat  on  « tne, 
0  BUly  McGee,  IfcGaw  :|| 
Then  wen  thne  crows  sat  on  a  tne. 
And  they  wen  black  as  crows  conld  be, 
Kef.     And  they  all  flapped  their  wings  and  cried 
(  Spoken :  Caw !  Caw !  Cawl)  Billy  McGee,  HcGaw. 

iHepiot  last  two  lines  without  ''CVricf.**) 


a  ||:Said  one  old  crow  Unto  his  mate,  etc.:| 
*<  What  shall  we  do  for  gmb  to  eat  ?"    Set 

3  ||: "There  lies  a  horse  on  yonder  plain,  etc.:|| 

Who's  by  some  cruel  butcher  slain.    Ref . 

4  ||: We'll  perch  upon  his  bare  back-bone,  etc.:|| 

And  pick  his  eyes  out,  one  by  one."    Hef. 


Sweet  By-and-By 


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z.  Then's  a    land  that   is   fair  -  er  than  day,        And  by  faith   we  can  see    it      a  -  far ; 

a.    We  shall  sing    on  that  beau- ti -ful  shore        Theme-lo  -  di  -  ous  songs  of  the  blest, 

3*     To     our  boun  -  ti  -  ful  Fa  -  ther  a  -  bore,        We  will   of  -  fer  our   trib  -ute  of  praise, 


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For  the  Fa  -  ther  waits  o  -  yer  the  way. 
And  our  spir  -  its  shall  sor  -  row  no  more. 
For    the  |^o  -  ri  -  ous  gift     of   His  lore. 


To  pre- pare    us      a  dwell -ing-place  there. 
Hot    a    sigh   for  the  bless -ing   of     rest. 
And  the  bless-ings  that  hal  -  low  our  days. 


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In  the  sweet 


by -and -by. 


We  shall  meet  on  that  beau-ti  -  ful  shon. 


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by-and-by. 


by-and-by. 


by-and-by.  We  shall  meet  on  that  beau-ti  -  ful  shore. 


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by-4ind-by,  by-and-by,  by-^nd-by, 

Bjf€miadoa  d  Xh^  QU^^*  Ditson  CeitvAVff 


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The  Carrier  Dove 

ji     Slowly  and  with  tnuek  eipresHon 


^ — ^' 

u  FlfA-waj      to  my    oa    -  threUmd,  sweetdorey  Flya-WAj       to  my 

3.  Ohl       flj        to  ber  bower,    and  ny,         tlieduda  Of  tlw  tj  -nat  la   •'cr         ki 

j«    lahallmiaa        thy  rim -it  at  dawn,  wmtttdowtf  Ishalliiiiaa    tky    via- it      at 


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And     bear     these  linea        to  my    la      -     dy  lofe,      Tkatl*ve 
ThatI  ner-er  ahallmoimt       my      steed  a-gaia,       Witfc 

But  bring  me    a     line       from  my  la      -     dy  lofe. 


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then   I    shall  cease  to     grieve ! . 


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No  friend  to  my  lat  -  tice   a     sol  -  ace  brings,  Sz- 
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cept  when  your  Yoice  is  heard, 
fall      by  the    con-qner  -  or's  sword, 


Or  she  thinks    per-haps  I 

When  yon  beat      the  bars    with  yonr 
But  I    can- not    en -dure  she  should 


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snow  -  y  wings, —  Then  fly  to  her  bower,  sweet 
doubt       my    truth, —  Then    fly     to  her     bower,  sweet 


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a.  When  the  soft  dews  of  kind  -  ly  sleep 
3.        A  -  bide  with    me    from  morn    till    eye. 


It     is    not    night    if     Thou    be     near ; 
My  wea-ried    eye  -  lids    gen  -  tly    steep, 
For  with-out    Thee     I      can   -  not    liye ; 


4.    Come  near  and    bless    us    when    we  wake.     Ere  thro'  the    world  our   way      we    take. 


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Be    my  last   thought,  how  sweet  to   rest  For  -  ey  -  er      on       my  Say  -  iour's  breast ! 

A  -  bide  with  me    when  night    is    nigh,  For  with-out     Thee    I  dare     not      die. 

Till  in    the      0   -  cean    of      Thy  loye  We  lose  our  -  selyes  in  heay'n   a  -  bove. 


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Be  Kind  to  the  Loved  Ones  at  Home 


^  Andante  esffressivo 


Isaac  BL  WooDBUKT 


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a.  BeUfld 
Z.  BeUfld 
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to  thyift-ther,  to  wben  tbos  wnt  youiSy  Who  lor'd  thae  ao 

to  thy  mother,  to    lo  I      on  her  hrow       May  tra  -  cea  of 

to  thy  hiother,  Ua  heart  win  hoTO  dearth^  the  asile  of  thy   Joy 

to  thy  aia4ar9  oot  nuui   -  y  may  know  The  depth  of  troe  aia 


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Ohy  well  may'at  then  cheriah  and  com  -  foit  her  now.          For 

The  flow  -  era     of  tol-ing  will  fade      at  their  birth.    If    che 

The  wealth  of    the  0  -  cean  liea   fa  -  thoma  be  -  low          The 


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lOT  -  ing  and  kind  hath  she  been, 
dew  of  af  -  fee  -  tion  be  gone, 
snr  -  face  that  apark  -  lea     a  -  bove. 


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Re -mem  -  ber  thy  mother,  to 

Be  kind       to    thy  brother  wher- 

Be  kind        to    thy  fa-ther,  once 


Be  Kind  to  the  Loved  Ones  at  Home 


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now       he     is   old, 
thee     will  she  pray, 

eT    -    er    you  are, 
fear  -   less  and  bold, 


His  locks  in  -  ter-min  -  gled  with  gray ; 

As  long  as  God  giv  -   eth   her  breath; 

The  love  of     a  broth  -  er  shall  be 

Be  kind  to  thy  moth  -   er    so    near ; 


His 
With 
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foot  -  steps  are  fee-ble,    once  fear  -  less  and  bold,     Thy     fa-  ther  is  pass-ing  a  -  way. 
ac  -  cents  of  kindness  then  cheer    her  lone  way,    S'en      to  the  dark  Tal-ley  of   death, 
or    -    na-ment  purer      and   rich  -  er  by  far       Than  pearls  from  the  depth  of  the  sea. 
to  thy  broth-er,    nor  show    thy  heart  cold.    Be     kind  to  thy  sis  -  ter  so     dear. 


Andrkw  Rksd 


Holy  Ghost,  with  Light  Divine 


L.  M.  GOTT$CHALK 


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z.  Ho 
a.  Ho 

3.  Ho 

4.  Ho 


ly  Ghost, with  light   di-Tine,  Shine  up -on      this  heart 

ly  Ghost,  with  pow'r  di-Tine,  Cleanse  this  guilt  -  y    heart 

ly  Ghost,  with  Joy     di-Tine,  Cheer  this  sad -dened  heart 

ly  Spit-  it     all      di-Tine,  Dwell  with -in       this  heart 


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of 
of 
of 
of 


mine; 
mine; 
mine; 
mine; 


Chase   the    shades  of   night  a 

Long  hath    sin,     with  -  out  con 

Bid     my    ma    -   ny    woes  de 

Cast    down  ot  -    'ry       i    -  dol 


way,        Turn    my     dark-ness    in   -  to     day. 
trol.        Held    do  -   min  -  ion    o'er   my    soul, 
part.       Heal   my    wound-ed,  bleed-ing    heart, 
throne.  Reign   su  -  preme  and  reign  a  -  lone. 


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01100   sot    a  care,  From  theris-ing  of  the  morn   to    the  aet- tins  of    the8nn;Tet     I 
flower  that  I  knew  Breathed  a  gen-tle   wel-come  back  to    the  worn  and  wea-  ry  child.    I 


pine 
wake 


like     a  alave,     by'     the  sad      sea     wave.  Come    a  -  gain,  bright  days       of 
in      my  grave      by      the  »ad       sea     wave.  Come    a -gain,   dear    dream,   so 


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By  the  Sad  Sea  Waves 

ad  lib. 


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hope  and  pleasure  gone,  Come  a -gain,  brigbt  days,  Come    a  -  gain,     come       a  -  gain, 
peace- fnl-ly  that  8mil'd,Come  a -gain,   dear  dream,Come    a -gain,     come       a -gain. 


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The  Glorious  Fourth 


Old  Colomal  Melody 

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I  I 

X.  We'll  march  and  shout  hur  -  rah  1  With   flags  and  ban-ners  gay !  For  is     it    not   the 

a.      Co  -  lum-bia's  free-men  brave  Re  -   joice    to    do   and  dare !  This  day  the  winds  ex  - 

3.     Our    land   is  broad  and    fair.  Sweet   free-dom  er  -  'ry-where.We  wel-come  oth-  era 


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glo  -  rions  Fourth  We  eel  -  e  -  brate  to  -  day?  This  day  gave  Free-dom  birth ;  Its 
nit  to  wave  The  stars  and  stripes  in  airl  *Tis  North  and  South  no  more;  One 
to    our  shores.  This  home  with  us     to    share.Though  wealth  in  goods  we  own,   True 


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fame  now  fills  the  earth.  For    this  th*embat-tled  he  -  roes  stood  To  serve  their  country's  good. 
Coun-try  we     a  -  dore.   No   stars  have  from  our  ban-ner  fled,~What  glorious  light  they  shed  1 
free-men  prize  a  -  lone     The  laws  up  -  held  by   ev  -  'ry  one — The  peace  our  fa-thers  won. 


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492 


Afterwards 


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f.      Af    -     ter    the  day  baa  funs  its  tons  of  Mr  *  ^vw.    And      ime   bjone 

3*  Some  •  timet  my  heart       grows  wea-cy  of  itt   tad  -   nett,  Some-timea  my  lift 


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Then,     lore,   I  wait         and    lis-ten  for  yonr  whit  -  per. 


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Till  ftart  de-part 


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thy  tpir-it  ttill  it   near, 
and  snnthine  comes  again. 


The  flow'rt  hare  fled       that 
It   can  -  not   he  that 


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blottom'd  in  that  spring -tide, 
we  should  part  for  -  ev   -  er, 


The  birds  are  mnte     that  sang  their  songs  a-bove, 
That  loye's  sweet  song     is  hush'd  for  ns    al  -  way; 


Afterwards 


498 


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And  tho'  the  years  liATe  drifted  ns  asim  -  der.    Time  can-not  break  the  golden  chain  of  love. 
I  bear  it  yet,  al-tlio'  its  theme  be  al-  ter'd/TwiU  reach  thy  heart  and  bring  thee  back  some  day. 


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Still    we   can  lore 
Lore,  we  can  love 


al  -tho'  the  shad  -  owe  gath  -  er.       Still     we  can  hope,         nn  - 
al  -  tho'  the  shad  -  owe  iath  -  er.       Still     we  can  hope,         nn  - 


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creit. 


rrji^  j^^y^^f=^nn--nii 


til  the  clouds  be  past :  Come  to  r  7  heart  and  wbispor  thro'  the  silence,  ''Hope  on,  dear  heart,  onr 


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VT 


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Utos  shall  meet  at  last«"  lives  shall  meet  at  last.  Hope  on,  dear  heart,  onr  lives  shall  meet  at  laatl " 


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Conspirito 


Marseillaise  Hymn 

ROUGET  DS  IjSLS 

I.  Te  sons     of  France,  a  -wake    to      glo    -    ry !  Harkybark!  what  myr-iads      bid    yon 
a.   0,   lib  -  er-tyl  can    man     re  -  sign     thee,  Once  baT  -  ing  felt    tby      gen-'ioas 

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flame?  Can  dun-geons,bolt8,and  bars    con  -  fine  thee?  Or  whips  tby  no  -  ble  spir-it 


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cries,      Be-hold  their  tears,  and  bear    tbeir  cries!  Shall  bate- fnl    ty  -  rants,  mis  -  chief 
tame?    Or  whips  tby  no  -  ble    spir  -  it»      tame?  Too  long  the  world  has  wept    be  - 


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breed  -  ing.  With  hire-ling  hosts,  a    ruf  -  flan    band,     Af  -  fright  and  des  -  o  -  late  the 
wail  -  ing    That  falsehood's  dag-ger  ty- rants  wield;  But    free-dom  is    our  sword  and 


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land,     While  peace  and  lib  -  er  -  ty    lie  bleeding?     To    arms,    to  arms,  ye  brave  I  Th'a- 
shield.     And       all  tbeir  arts  are   nn  -  a  -  vail-ing ;       To    arms,    to  arms,  ye  bravel  Tb 'a- 


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496 


veng-ing  sword  nnsheatliel  March  oii,iiiarch  on,  all  hearts  resolved  On  vie  -  to  -  ry  or  death  1 


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dear  to  this  heart  are  the  scenes  of  my  child-hood,  When  fond  rec  -  ol  - 
or  -  chard,  the  mead -ow,  the  deep  tan-gled  wild- wood,  And  ev  -  'ry  loved 
o/d      oak  '  en      buck  -    ety  the        i    -  ron-bound  buck  -  et^     The    most  -  ctrv  -  ered 


lec-tion    pre  -  sents  them   to     view  IM  The    wide  -  spread- ing     pond,     and 
spot  which  my       in  -  fan  -  cy    knew;)  (The      cot       of 


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dai  -  ry-  house  nigh    it.      And  e'en    the  rude  buck    -  et   that  hung     in      the 


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The  moss-covered  bucket  I  hailed  as  a  treasure,   3 

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  af  truth  overflow- 
ing, (well. 

And  dripping  with  coolness,  it  rose  from  the 
The  old  oaken  bucket,  the  iron-bound  bucket 

The  moss-covered  bucket  arose  from  the  well. 


How  sweet  from  the  green,  mossy  brim  to  receive 
it, 
As,  poised  on  the  curb,  it  inclined  to  my  lips  I 
Not  a  full-blushing  goblet  could  tempt  me  to  leave 
it. 
Tho'  filled  with  the  nectar  that  Jupiter  sips. 
And  now,  far  removed  from  the  loved  habitation. 

The  tear  of  regret  will  intrusively  swell, 
As  fancy  reverts  to  my  father's  plantation. 

And  sighs  for  the  bucket  that  hung  in  the  well. 
The  old  oaken  bucket,  the  iron-bound  bucket, 
The  moss-covered  bucket  which  hangs  in  the 
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Gun  MAcDoifoveB 
Very  glow  and  dreamOy 


Toyland 


I-!!!  j,ij  ;' J  ru-_J  >iJ 


1.  When  yon'Te  grown  np^my  dears,       And  ar^     as  old     as    I, .  .  .      Ton'Uoft-en  poo-der 
3.  WlienyoQ'yesrownnpyiny   dears,    Therecomesadrear- y    day.  .    When 'mid  the  locks  of 


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on      the  years  That    roll       so  swift  -  ly      by,     My  dears,  that    roll     so     swift 
black    ap-pears   The     first   pale  gleam  of     gray.  My  dears,  the    first  pale   gleam 

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And     of    the  man  -  y         lands         You  will  have  jour-neyed  thnmgh,  Tonll 
Then    of    the  past  yon'll     dream         As  gray-haired  grown-nps  do,  .  .     And 


oft       re -call      The   best       of    all       The    land   yoar  child  -  hood     knewl 
seek    once  more      Its   phan  -  tom  shore.    The    land   your  child -hood     knew! 


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Because  You're  You 


HzirtT  Blossom 
MdUofnoderalo 
Bektha 


Viciox  Hnuntrr 


Governor 


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All  is  QoSet 


u  An      iB      qvi  -  et,     «n  te  still. 


Sleep,  my  dild,   aad   fmu    aot     01, 
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When    the  ffloro'ing        ran   shall  glow,       They     shall  in  -  to      bloe  -  somblow, 


Win  -  try  winds  blow  chill       and  drear, 
They     ahall  in  -  to       bios  -  som    blow. 


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Lnl  -  la  -  by,      my     ba  -    by  dear. 
Wheo  the  morn-  ing    sun    ahall  glow. 

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AU  is  Quiet 


'rTT^ag-^gzrTfrr 


602 


The  Long,  Long,  Weary  Day 


Allegro  moderato 


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X.  The    long,  long,  wea  -  ry    day       Is    pasa'd 

a.  When     I,        his  truth  to  proye,  Would     tri 

3.  A    -   las  I      if  land  or     sea      Had     part  • 

4.  But      he         is  dead  and  gone !  Whose  heart 


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in  tears      a-way.  The    long,  long, 

lie  with  my  lore,  When    I,      his 

ed  him  from  me,    A  -  las  1    if 

was  mine      a-lone,  Bat     he       ia 


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wea  -  ry  day     Is  pass'd    in     tears     a -way, 
truth     to  proYSyWould  tri  -  fle      with    my  loTe, 
land     or    sea    Had  part  -  ed      him  from  me, 
dead   and  gone  1  Whose  heart  was  mine    a  -  lone, 


And  still    at    eve-ning,    I  am 

He'd  say, "For  me    then  shalt  be 

I  would   not  these  sad    tears  be 

And   now   for  him   I'm    ey  -  er 


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weep  -  ingyWhen  from    my  win-dow's  height,  I     look   out 

weep  -  ing,When   at    some    fu  -  ture    day,     I    shall    be 

weep  -  ing.  But    hope  he'd  come  once   more,  And  lore   me 

weep  -  ing.  His    face      I     ne'er  shall    see,    And  nought  is 


on  the  night,    I      still 

far  a  -  way.  Thou  shalt    be 

as  be  -  fore,  And    say,''CeaM 

left  to     me   £at     bit  -  ter 


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^Zt  '^^y  ^^^^  watch  keep-ing.  When  at    some  fn  -  tnre    day,     I      shall   be 

ing.  Thy  lone  watch  keep-ing."  But  hope  he'd  come  once  more.  And  love     me 

ing,  My  lone  watch  keep-ing  1   His  face      I  ne'er  shall   see,    And  naught  is 


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on  the      night,    I  still      am     weep 

far  a    -  way.  Thou  shalt     be     weep 

as  be   -   fore    And  say   ''Cease  weep 

left  to       me.      But  bit    -   ter      weep 


ing»  My 

ing,  Thy 

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lone  watch  keep  -  ing. 

lone  watch  keep-ing." 

lone  watch  keep-ing." 

lone  watch  keep-  ing ! 


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B.  S.  Barclay  Italian  Melody 


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INDEX 


Pag* 

Abide  With  Me M<mk 447 

Adieu!  'Tis  Love's  Last  Greeting  Schubert 175 

Afterwards    Mullen 492 

Aht  I  Have  Sighed  to  Rest  Me  .  Verdi 410 

Ah!  So  Pure Flotaw 185 

Alice,  Where  Art  Thou? Archer    462 

AU  is  Quiet,  Lullaby,  Violin  Obli- 

gato Rosewig 500 

America National     .  .  .  157 

American  Hymn   Keller 367 

Angelic  Songs  are  Swelling Armstrong   .  .  181 

Angek  Ever  Bright  and  Fair  .  .  .Handel 70 

Annie  Laurie    SeoU 301 

Annie  Lisle Thompaon    .  .  351 

Ariel Maaon    253 

Arise,  My  Soul   Edeon 69 

Auld  Lang  Syne Scotch 10 

Auld  Robin  Gray Old  Melody. .  445 

Aura  Lee 399 

Baby  Bunting 101 

Baby  Mine Johneton .  356 

Barbara  Allen Old  Song  ...  247 

Battle  Cry  of  Freedom,  The Root 17 

Battle  Hymn  of  the  Republic   312 

Be  Kind  to  the  Loved  Ones  at 

Home Woodbury  ...  488 

Beautiful  Bells WeUman 362 

iBeautifui  Dreamer    Foeter 118 

Beautiful  Isle  of  the  Sea Thomae   224 

Beautiful  Star  in   Heaven  so 

Bright    Saylea 68 

Because  You're  Yo  j Herbert 498 

Believe  Me  if  all  Those  Endear- 
ing Young  Charms Scotdi 248 

Belle  Mahone    McNaughton.  328 

Birds  in  the  Night Sullivan 150 

Blanche  Alpen    Glover 503 

Blow  the  Man  Down Chantey-Song  468 

Blow,  Boys,  Blow    Chaniey-Song  465 

Blue  Alsatian  Mountains,  The  .  .Adam»   238 

Blue  Bells  of  Scotland,  The Folksong   ...  387 

Blue  Juniata,  The   Sullivan 154 

Boatmen's  Dance,  De Smith 76 

BobunkuB   383 

Bonziie 179 

Bonnie  Banks  o'  Loch  Lomon', 

The Scotch 216 

Bonnie  Blue  Flag,  The Macarthy 60 

Bonnie  Dundee   Scotch 80 

Bonny  Eloise    Thomas   ....  108 

Bowld  Sojer  Boy,  The Lover   214 

Break,  Break,  Break Dempster  ...  90 

^<^9tidal  Chorus  from  Lohengrin  .  .Wagner 96 

British  Grenadiers,  The IGth  Century  44 

Brother,  Tell  Me  of  the  Battle  . .  Root  12 

Bruce's  Address Scotch 429 

Buffalo  Gala  ........  t  #  t  ..#.  t •  • ' .  366 


Bull  Dog,  The 393 

Bunker  Hill    Tuckerman  . .  200 

Buy  a  Broom   English 38 

By  the  Sad  Sea  Waves Benedict 490 

Call  Me  Pet  Names    Osgood 56 

Campbells  are  Coming,  The Scotch 37 

Camptown  Races Foster  .......   352 

Captain  Jinks Pratt 54 

Carrier  Dove Johnson 486 

Carry  Me  Back  to  Old  Vlrpinny    ^and 164 

Castanets  are  Sounding Spanish 178 

Chinese  Baby-Song    55 

Christians,  Awake    Engkfsh 132 

Clime  Beneath  Whose  Gcmial  Sun  Scotch 53 

Co-ca-che-lunk   260 

Come,  All  Ye  Faithful Reading 131 

Come  Back  to  Erin Claribd    438 

Come  Home,  Father    Work    230 

Come,  O  Come  with  Me    Italian   508 

Come,  Thou  Almighty  King Giardini 441 

Come,  Thou   Fount  of  Every 

Blessing '  .  .  Wyeth 506 

Come,   Where  my   Love   Lios 

Dreaming  (Quartette)    Foster 48 

Come,  Ye  Disconsolate Webbe 329 

Comin'  Thro'  the  Rye Scotch 113 

Cooper's  Song Von  Suppe  .  .    425 

Cradle  Song Su^dish    33 

Cradle  Song Webrr 171 

Cradle  Song 323 

Danish  National  Hymn Kmld 206 

Danube  River.  The Aitie 142 

Darby  and  Joan Mtilloif 124 

Darling  Nellie  Gray Hanby    .    ...    116 

Dear  Evelina,  Sweet  Evelina 417 

Dearest  Mae    Crosbtf    1.58 

Dearest  Spot  is  Home,  T!»c.  .  .    .  Wrighton    ...        8 

Dixie    Emmet   ..  166 

Do  They  Think  of  Mc  at  Home 430 

Dost  Thou  I^ve  Me,  Sister  Ruth  Haydn    227 

Douglas!  Tender  and  True SeoU S4 

Dream  Faces Hutchinson  .  .      02 

Drink  to  Me  Only  with  Thine 

Eyes Mozart 105 

Dutch  Company,  The 321 

Dutch  National  Song 155 

Dying  Volunteer,  The Muse    18 

Embarrassment .46^ 394 

Emmet's  Lullaby Emmet 434 

Enchanted  Isle,  The Verdi   188 

English  Chantey 75 

Evening  Star  (Tannhauser  )    .  .  .  Wagner  .  ....     22 

Ever  of  Thee HaU    222 

Faded  Coat  of  Blue .McNaughton.     26 

Fading,  Still  Fading    Portuiyuese  . .     98 

Fair  Harvard    249 

Far  Away Bliss.......   130 


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INDEX 


Pav 

Farewell SHeher  444 

Farewell,  My  Own SvUivan 208 

Farewell  Song 326 

Field  of  Monterey,  The SuUivan 318 

Finnly  Stand,  My  Native  Land  .Nagdi 416 

First  Nowell,  The AneUrd 20'^ 

Flee  as  a  Bird Dana   228 

Flow  Gently,  Sweet  Afton SpUman 15 

Flowers  that    Bloom     in   the 

Spring,  The SvUivan 424 

For  You Smith 460 

Forsaken Koaehai    361 

Free  America IQth  Century.     45 

Gaily  the  Troubadour BayUy 149 

Gaudeamus  Igitur  .320 

Gentle  Annie Foster 354 

Girl  I  Left  Behind  Me,  The Irish 66 

Glorious  Fourth,  The Old  Melody. .  491 

Go  to  Sleep,  Lena  Darling Emmet 434 

Go  'way,  Old  Man!    KeUh   298 

God  Be  With  You Tomer 607 

God  is  Love Conkey 479 

God  Speed  the  Right German   ....  275 

Good-Bye    Engdbrecht . .  252 

Good-bye,  Sweetheart,  Good-bye  Hatton   160 

Good-night    145 

Good-night,  Farewell Kucken 182 

Graduates'  Farewell,  The 249 

Hail,  Ck)lumbia PAj/te   418 

Hail  to  the  Chief   Sandermm    . .  440 

Happy  Land 506 

Hard  Times  Come  Again  No 

More Foster 82 

Hardy  Norseman,  The Norae  219 

HarkI  I  Hear  a  Voice 358 

Haul  on  the  Bowlin'   Chantey^ong  459 

Hazel  Dell,  The Root 212 

He  Leadeth  Me Bradbury  . . .  389 

Heart  Bowed  Down,  The Bal/e 190 

Heart  of  a  Sailor,  The Adams 112 

Heaven  is  My  Home StUlivan  ....   161 

Her  Bright  Smile  Haunts  Me 

SUU Wrighton  ...  380 

Holy,  Holy,  Holyl   Dykes Ill 

Holy  Ghost,  with  Light  Divine. .  Gottschalk  ...   489 

Home  Again Pike 327 

Home,  Sweet  Home Bishop 374 

Home  to  our  Mountains Verdi 452 

Homeland,  The SvUivan  ....  335 

Homeward  Bound Harrington  . .     14 

Hoop  do  Dooden  Do Nish 110 

How  Can  I  Leave  Thee Thuringian  .     59 

How  Gentle  God's  Commands  .  .Nagdi 30 

Hush,  My  Babe   Rousseau. . . .   133 

I  Cannot  Sing  the  Old  Songv  . . .  Claribd 282 

I    Dreamt   That   I    Dwelt   in 

Marble  Halls Balfe 244 

I  Wandered  by  the  Sea-Beat 

Shore   Cherry 254 

I  Would  That  My  Love    Menddssokn.    198 

I'll  Hang  My  Harp  on  a  Willow 

Tree   Ottemsey  . . .   278 

I'm  a  Pilgrim   Italian 170 

I'm  Wearing  Awa',  Jean »  Scotch 46 

InOldMadrid   Troten 306 


In  the  Gloaming/^^ •.  .ffarrison    ...  300 

In  the  Sweet  Bye  and  Bye Webster 485 

Independent  Farmer,  The    Root   255 

Integer  Vitae    Flemming  ...  226 

Italian  National  Hymn 168 

It's  a  Way  We  Have  at  Old    . 

Harvard 262 

I've  Left  the  SnowOlad  Hills   . .  Linley 86 

Jack  and  Gill    Handy 277 

Jamie's  on  the  Stormy  Sea Covert 189 

Jerusalem    Parker 324 

Jerusalem  the  Golden   Buying 89 

Jesus!    the  Very  Thought  of 

Thee Dykes 455 

Jingle,  Bells 148 

John  Anderson,  My  Jo    Sa^eh 378 

John  Brown's  Body 313 

Johnny  Sands Sinclair   ....     42 

Jordan  Am  a  Hard  Road  to 

Trabbel    Briggs 136 

Joy  to  the  World Mason   169 

Just  as  I  Am Bradbury  ...     77 

Just  Before  the  Battle,  Mother. .  Root   370 

Juanita 371 

Katey's  Letter   Dufferin lOO 

Kathleen  Aroon Abt 31 

Kathleen  Mavoumeen Croi'rh 376 

Keller's  American  H3ann KdUr 367 

Kerry  Dance,  The McUoy   176 

Killamey Balfe 138 

Kind  Words  are  Dear  to  All    ...  Van  Noorden   472 

Kingdom  Coming Work    152 

Kiss  Me  Quick,  and  Go Buckley   62 

Kitty  Tyrrell Glover 420 

Komer'c  Battle  Prayer Himmd   ....   123 

Laird  o'  Cockpen,  The    Scotch 448 

Land  o'  the  Leal,  The Scotdi 46 

Landlord,  Fill  the  Flowing  Bowl 141 

Larboard  Watch WiUiams  . . .'.  78 

Last  Night Kjervlf 128 

Last  Rose  of  Summer,  The English 146 

Lauriger  Horatius   187 

Lead,  Kindly  Light Dykes 261 

Let  Me  Dream  Again SvUivan  ....  400 

Life  on  the  Ocean  Wave,  A  . . . .  Russdl    431 

Lightly  Row Spanish  ....  129 

Lilly  Dale    Thompson  . .  299 

Listen  to  the  Mocking  Bird   384 

Little  Bo-Peep   Elliott 207 

Little  More  Cider,  A Hart 372 

Loch  Lomond Scotch    406 

Lone  Fish-ball,  The 433 

Long  Ago Musgrave  ...  102 

Long,  Long  Ago Bayly 435 

Long,  Long  Weary  Day,  The 502 

Looking  Back SvUivan 45S 

Lord's  Prayer,  The 291 

Loreley,  The SHcher  13 

Lorena Webster 242 

Lost  Chord,  The SvUivan 294 

Love  Not moeJdey  ....  272 

Lovely  Night    , Chwaial  ....  332 

Love's  Young  Dream    Moore 322 

Love's  Old,  Sweet  Song    Mdloy 276 

Low-Backed  ear,  The Irish 442 


INDEX 


511 


Page 

LtiUaby .  . Jacobotoski  . .  364 

Lulu  is  Our  Darling  Pride Jarvis 239 

Lutzow's  wad  Hunt WOmt 331 

Maggie  By  My  Side Foster 135 

Make  Me  No  Gaudy  Chaplet   . .  .  DonizetU    ...  126 

Marching  Along   Bradbury  . .  .  163 

Marchinf  Through  Georgia Work    310 

Mariner,  The 47 

Marseillaise  Hymn,  The    de  hide    ....  404 

Mary  Had  a  Little  Lamb 345 

Mary  of  Ai^gyle 482 

Mar>'landl  My  Marylandl j  ^^^ 

Massa's  in  de  Cold,  Ck)ld  Ground   Foster 350 

Meerschaum  Pipe 413 

Mermaid,  The 360 

Biichael  Roy 408 

Midshipmitc,  The Adams   414 

Miller  of  the  Dee,  The 443 

Mifls  Lucy  Long. .  . . ,. 289 

MisBionary  Hymn Mason   201 

My  Ain  Countrie    Sooich 267 

My  Faith  Looks  Up  To  Thee  . .  .Mason   483 

My  Grandma's  Advice 302 

My  Jesus,  as  Thou  Wilt    Weber 273 

My  Last  Cigar 268 

My  Mary  Anne TyU   246 

My  Mother's  Bible RusseU 422 

My  Moustache    269 

My  Old  Dog  Tray    Foster 166 

My  Old  Kentucli^  Home   Foster 162 

My  Trundle-Bed Baker 234 

Nancy  Lee Adams   394 

Nearer,  My  God,  to  Thee Mason   423 

No,  Never,  No    Old  Ballad  . .  147 

No  One  to  Love Everest 464 

Nora  O'Neal Hays 470 

Now  the  Day  is  Over    Bamby 453 

Nut  Brown  Maiden   30 

O,  Come,  Come  Away 303 

O  Dear!     What  Can  the  Matter 

Be? 140 

O  Give  Me  a  Home  by  the  Sea.  .  Hosmer 340 

0  Loving  Heart,  Trust  On Oottschalk   . .  338 

0  Music 386 

0  Paradise Bamby 229 

0  Weary  Feet BeiHy 281 

0  Ye  Tears Aht 40 

Oft  in  the  Stilly  Night    .!.....  .Moore 91 

OhI    Don't  You  Remember 

Sweet  Alice 96 

Oh,  Hush  Thee,  My  Baby    WhiUaker  ...  480 

OhI  Susanna 172 

Oh!  WiUie,  We  Have  Miss'd 

You    Foster 74 

Old  Arm  Chair,  The Russdl 270 

Old  Black  Joe Foster 2U 

Old  Cabm  Home,  The 457 

Old  Dan  Tucker 174 

Old  Folks  at  Home,  The Foster V>'j 

Old  Hundred Gaudimd  ...  369 

Old  Oaken  Bucket,  The    Woodworth  .  .  495 

Old  Rosin,  The  Beau 210 

Old  Sexton,  The RussM 314 

Old  Shady Hanhy    122 

One  Sweetly  Solenm  Thought. .  .Ambrose  ....  -itiO 


PoiO* 

Onward,  Christian  Soldiers Sullivan 257 

Orphan  Bojts,  The 36 

Our  Baby    French 119 

Our  Native  Song    Methfessd    .  .  319 

Out  on  the  Deep    Lokr 396 

Over  the  Garden  Wall Fox 346 

Paddle  Your  Own  Canoe    Hobson 286 

Peter  Gray    359 

Pirates'  Chorus Balfe 237 

Polly-wolly-doodle 436 

Promised  Land,  The   473 

Quilting  Party,  The 403 

Rainy  Day,  The Dempster. . . .  454 

Red,  White  and  Blue,  The Becket 469 

Rest  for  the  Weary Dadmun  ....  279 

Retreat    Stowe 245 

Rig-a-jig    343 

Robin  Adair   Scotch 288 

Robin  Ruff RusseU 334 

Rock  Me  to  Sleep,  Mother Ledie 432 

Rock  of  Ages    Hastings  ....  421 

Rocked  in  the  Cradle  of  the 

Deep Knight  196 

Rory  O'Moore Lover   202 

Rosa  Lee 450 

Rosalie 446* 

Rose  of  Alabama,  The 218 

Roy '8  Wife  of  AldivaUoch    Scotch 134 

Sailing   Marks 390 

Sally  Come  Up Seweil 206 

SaUy  in  Our  Alley  English 402 

Santa  Lucia Italian   333 

See  at  Your  Feet Balfe 57 

See-Saw  Walts  Song  Crowe 180 

Shall  We  Meet   Rice   283 

Shming  Shore,  The    Root  505 

Silent  Night    German   407 

Simon  the  Cellarer Hatton    348 

Sing,  Snule,  Slumber Gounod 144 

Sleep,  Beloved,  Sleep Taubert    199 

Soft,  Soft  Music  is  Stealing    ....  German   ....  109 

Softly  now  the  Light  of  Day Weber 477 

Soldier's  Farewell Kinkd    221 

Soldier's  Tear Bayly 474 

Some  Day Wellings 114 

Son  of  God  Goes  Forth  to  War, 

The Cutler 306 

Song  of  a  Thousand  Years Work    0 

Song  of  the  Fowler    Momrt 139 

Song  of  the  Sea,  A 67 

Speed  Away!  Speed  Away   Woodbury  . . ,  437 

Spring,  The Hayes 317 

Star  of  the  Twilight Emerson 16 

Star-Spangled  Banner,  The    Arnold   404 

Stars  of  the  Summer  Night    . . .  .Woodbury  .  .  311 

Stonewall's  Requiem Deeves    290 

Strike  the  Harp  Gently Woodbury  ...  14 

Sun  of  My  Soul Monk 487 

Sweet  and  Low Bamby 309 

Sweet  Bye  and  Bye WO^ster 485 

Sweet  Genevieve    Tucker 24 

Sweet  Hour  of  Prayer Bradbury  . . .  204 

Sweet  Spirit,  Hear  My  Prayer!  .  .Wallace    476 

Swing  Low,  Sweet  Chariot Slave  Hymn  .  251 

Switzer's  Farewell,  The Ldnley 29 


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INDEX 


Sword  of  Bunker  Hill,  The 

Take  Back  the  Heart    

Take  Me  Home 

Tapping  at  the  Garden  Gate   . . . 

Tar's  Farewell,  The 

Tempest  of  the  Heart 

Ten  Little  Niggers 

Tenting  Tonight 

Then  You'll  Remember  Me   . . . . 

There  Were  Three  Crows   

There's  Music  in  the  Air 

They  All  Love  Jack 

'  Those  Evening  Bells   

Thousand  Leagues  Away,  A  . . .  . 

Three  Blind  Mice 

Three  Fishers  Went  Sailing  . . . . 

Three  Little  Kittens   

Three  Little  Pigs,  The 

Three  Sailor  Boys,  The 

'Tis  All  That  I  Can  Say    

'Tis  But  a  Little  Faded  Fbwer. . 

*Tis  Midnight  Hour 

Tom-Big-Bee  River 

Tom  Bowling    

Too  Late!     Too  Latel 

Toyland 

Trampl  Tramp!  Tramp!    .... 
Twenty  Years  Ago 


Pao9 

Covert 316 

Claribd    265 

Raymond  ...     20 

New    264 

Adams   194 

Verdi 106 

357 

Kittredge    ...     28 

Balfe 52 

485 

342 

Adama 240 

Beethoven  . . .  392 

Bamby 64 

10 

HuUah 192 

439 

Gaity   481 

Mareials 232 

Temple 7 

Thomas 368 

293 

250 

Dibdin 236 

Lindsay 405 

Herbert 496 

Root   449 

WiUing 280 


Twinkling  Stars  are  Laughing, 

Love Ordway  ....  427 

Two  Roses,  The Werner 412 

Upidee 88 

Vacant  Chair,  The Root  32 

Vive  La  Compagnie 59 

Warrior  Bold,  A Adams  34 

We'd  Better  Bide  a  Wee Claribd   ....388 

We'll  Pay  Paddy  Doyle   Chantey  ....  433 

Were  You  Ever  in  Rio  Grande?. .  Chantey-Song  451 

What  Fairy-Like  Music DePirma. ...  344 

When  He  Cometh    Root  263 

When  Johnny  Comes  Marching 

Home Lambert. . . 

When  Shall  We  Three   Meet 

Again 

When  the  Lights  are  Low Lane 

When  the  Swallows Abt 

When  This  Cruel  War  is  Over  . .  Tucker 

When  to  Thy  Vision   Gounod  . . . 

When  You  and  I  Were  Yoimg  . .  Butterfidd 

Who  is  Sylvia Schubert  . . 

Would  I  Were  with  Thee Bosetti  . . . 

Yankee  I>oodle 382 

Yankee  Ship,  and  a  Yankee 

Crew,  A King 7? 

Your  Mission Grannis 274 

You  Never  Miss  the  Water Howard   ....  258 


4'i 

284 
336 
85 
284 
475 
478 
220 
330 


DICTIONARY  OF  MUSICAL  TERMS 


A  BalUia.  In  ballad  style. 

A  Battuia.  In  exact  beat;  true  time. 

A  Capp«lla.  In  church  or  chapel  style;  for  chorus,  with- 
out accompaniment. 

A  Capriecio.  As  you  please. 

.  A  Dam  TamiM.  Two  orotchets  or  beats  in  a  bar. 

A  Dim.  For  two  voices  or  instnunents;  separately  or  in 
unison. 

A  Piaeere.  At  the  performer's  pleasure  as  to  time. 

A  Quaira  Mains.  For  four  hands*  as  a  pianoforte  duet. 

A  Tampo.  In  regular  time. 

A  Tra.  For  three  voices  or  instruments. 

AecaUrando.  Gradually  quickening  the  movement. 

Aodacatura.  A  species  of  grace>note. 

Accolada.  The  brace  that  binds  all  parts  of  a  score. 

Accoppiata.  Parts  joined  by  a  brace. 

Ada^o.  Slow  and  sustained. 

Adagio  Aasai.  Very  slow  and  sustained. 

Affatto.  Emotion,  feeling. 

Affliciona.  Sorrow.  mouirnfulneaB. 

Air  Ecoasais.  A  Scotch  air. 

Alia  Polaoca.  In  style  of  a  Polish  danoe. 

Alia  Sieiliana.  In  style  of  Sicilian  shepherd's  dance. 

Alia  Zoppa.  In  constrained,  halting,  syncopated  style. 

Allagro.  Quick,  lively. 

Allegro  Aasai.  Very  quick. 

Allagro  ma  non  Troppo.  Quick,  but  not  too  much  so. 

Allagratto.  Cheerful,  but  not  so  quick  as  ^legro. 

AUagratto  Scharxando.  Moderately  vivacious,  playfully 
but  without  haste. 

Al  Segno,  dal  Segnp.  To  return  to  the  similar  preceding 
sign  and  play  thence  to  the  wordFiiu. 

Altarnativo.  Proceeding  alternately  from  one  to  apfytbfff 
movement. 

Andante.  Slow,  gentle,  soothing. 

Andante  con  Moto*  Slow,  but  with  movement,  not  drag- 
ging. 

Aria  Buffa.  Comic  song. 

Aria  d'AblUta.  Song  of  difficult  execution. 

Arpeggio.  Passages  formed  of  the  notes  of  regular  chords, 
played  in  succession.  _ 

B 

Ban  Marcato.  Render  passage  or  air  In  a  dear,  distinct 

and  strongly  accented  manner. 
Bla.  Twice.    Passage  marked  bv  a  curved  line  under  or 

over  it  to  be  played  or  sunft  twice. 


Bravura.  Boldness,  spirit,  dash,  brilliancy. 

Brillante.  Brilliant,  showy,  sparkling. 

Brio.  Brilliancy,  spirit. 

Briae.  Split  into  arpeggios;   in  violin  playing,  short,  da> 

tached  strokes  of  the  oow. 
Buffo,  Buffa.  Humorous,  comic,  espedaUy  as  applied  to 

an  air  or  a  singer. 
Burden.  A  return  of  the  theme  of  a  song  at  the  cod  of  eadi 

verse. 
Burletta.  A  musical  farce 

C 

Galore.  Warmth,  animation. 
Cantabile.  In  singing  style. 

Cantando,  Cantante.  In  singing  tt]de.  smooth  and  flo«^ 
ing. 

Cantata.  A  vocal  composition  co**ffifting  of  an  tntemix- 

ture  of  recitative,  air  and  chorua. 
Capriecio.  Fanciful,  irregular  oompodtion:  capriee.       » 
Che.  Than.  that. 

Coda.  A  "tail-piece,**  or  oonduding  passage 
Col  Arco.  With  the  bow. 
Colla  Parte.  Accompanist  must  accomnkodate  his  tempt 


to  the  leading  part. 
Colla  piu  gran  Foraa  a 


,      .  As  load  and  quick  ai 

poaaible. 
Come.  As,  like. 
Come  Primo.  Aa  at  first. 

Come  Tempo  del  Tenuu    Same  movement  aa  the  theme. 
Commodo,  Comodo.  Quietly,  with  composure. 
Con  Amore.  Tenderly,  with  affection. 
Con  Brio  ed  Animato.  Brilliant  and  animated. 
Con  Diligensa.  In  studied  manner. 
Con  Espressione.  With  exiuesaion. 
Con  Fuoco.  With  fire,  with  intense  animation. 
Con  Gusto.  With  taste. 
Con  impetuoaita.  With  impetuosity. 
Con  Energia.  With  much  energy. 
Con  Moto.  With  motion,  actively,  not  dragsins. 
Con  Spirito.  With  quickness,  with  q>irit. 
Con  Variaaloni.  With  variations. 
GonVelocita.  In  swift  time. 
Con  VIvacita.  With  animation. 
Contrapuntal.  In  the  style  of  oounterpotat*  fngal,  with 

rich  and  variedparts  or  voices. 
Counterpoint.  Tiie  sdence  of  writing  parts  or  melodisi 

in  combination. 
rraseendo.  Gradually  increaring  the  tona-votume. 


DICTIONARY    OP    MUSICAL    TERMS 


513 


Da  Capo.  Prom  the  be^ixmisg.  repeat  from  the  beghmhig. 
Dal  Sagno.  Prom  the  tien,  or  mark  of  repetitioa. 
Decraecando.  Gradual  decreasing  the  tona>volttme. 
Dallcato,  Dalleatamanta.  Delicately. 
Daatra.  Risht,  tight  hand. 
Dlto.  The  finger. 

Divartiaeamant.  Short.  U^t  oomooeitiott;    alio  airs  in- 
troduced between  the  acts  of  Italian  opwa. 
Divoto.  In  solemn  style. 
Dolanta.  Pathetically. 
DoloroeiK  In  a  soft,  sorrowful  style. 

E 

Enargioo.  With  energy,  force. 
Espraaivo.  With  ez^reaaion. 

F 
Fina.  End. 

FlabUa.  In  mournful  style,  weepin^y. 
Forte.  Loud. 
Fortiaaimo.  Very  loud. 
Forsa.  With  force,  energy. 
Fraaco.  Presh.  quick,  lively. 
Furioao.  Purioualy.  with  fire,  energy,  intense  animation. 

G 
Giuato.  Exact,  precise. 

GUaaando.  In  gliding  manner,  sweeping  across  the  keys. 
Graixioso.  Gracefully. 

Gregorian  Mualc.  Sacred  oooopositions,  after  the  style 
introduced  into  the  Roman  Catholic  Service  by  Pope 
Gregory  (about  600  A.D.). 
Guato.  Taste. 

H 

Harmonic  Triad.  A  common  chord,  like  C-E>G.  P-A-C. 
G-B-D. 

Hauptaats.  The  principal  section  of  an  extended  move- 
ment. 

Hauptatimma.  The  most  prominent  voice,  or  x>art;  the 
voice  or  part  which  has  the  theme. 

Haut-contra.  Counter-tenor,  high  tenor,  alto. 

Haut-dasaua.  First  treble,  high  soprano. 

Hinatiich.  An  up-bow. 

Holding-nota.  A  note  that  is  sustained  or  continued, 
^diile  others  are  in  motion. 


n  PonticaUo.  In  singing,  where  the  natural  tone  forms  a 
junction  with  the  falsetto;  the  "break"  in  a  voice. 

Impatuoao.  With  impetuosity. 

Impromptu.  Without  study  or  preparation. 

Innooenta.  Innocent,  natural.  unafiFected,  ingenuous. 

Inatrumentatlon.  The  art  of  arranging  music  for  the 
various  instruments  of  an  orchestra  or  band. 

L 
L.  H.  The  left  hand. 
Largamanta.  Sustaining  or  broadening  the   chords   or 

tones,  ponderously,  with  breadth. 
Lwr^atto.  Time  less  slow  than  Largo. 
Larghia^mo.  Very  slowly  and  broadly. 
Largo.  A  very  siow,  stately  movement. 
Legato.  Smooth,  connected,  the  opposite  of  staccato. 
Leggiaro.  With  lightness. 
Lanto.  Slow. 
Lantando.  With  increasing  slowness. 

M 

Main  Droit.  The  right  hand. 

Main  Gauche.  The  left  band. 

Mono  Moaao.  Slower  movement. 

Maato.  Pensive,  sad.  melancholy. 

Maxaa  Voce.  With  moderate  strength  of  tone. 

Macao.  Half,  middle. 

Masso  Porta.  Moderately  loud. 

Masao  Piano.  Moderately  soft. 

Mit  Bagleitung.  With  accompaniment. 

Modarato.  With  moderation,  as  AlUgro  Modtrato,  moder- 
ately fast,  not  too  fast. 

Molto  Adagio.  Very  slow. 

Molto  Allasro.  Very  fast. 

Mordant.  A  quick  trill,  with  but  a  single  stroke  of  the 
grace-note  (side-note). 

Morando.  Dying  away,  gradually  growing  softer. 

Mermorando.  with  a  gentle,  murmuring  sound. 

Motat.  Composition  of  a  sacred  character  in  several  parts: 
an  unaccompanied  anthem. 

Motiva.  Motive.  Leading  theme  of  a  composition;  a  brief 
and  diaracteristic  thane. 


Musloa  di  Camera.  Chamber^nuale;  music  in  serious 
style.  Intended  for  perfwmance  in  a  house  or  small 
hidl — such  as  string-quartets,  violin  sonatas,  piano  trios, 
etc. 

N 

Naehaplal.  A  postlude. 

Non  Troppo  Praato.  Not  too  fast. 


Obi»ligato.  Voices  or  instntmenta  indispensable  to  the 
proper  performance  of  a  piece;  also  a  part  added  for 
ornament  or  display. 

Opera  Buffa.  A  comic  opera. 

Ottava.  An  octave. 

Ottava  Alta.  An  octave  higher. 

Ottava  Bassa.  An  octave  lower. 


Parte  Cantanta.    The  singing  part,  the  voice  or  part 

which  has  the  sustained  melody. 
Pastorala.  In  rustic  or  pastoral  style. 
Pardando  or  Pardandoai.    Gradually  decreasing  In  speed 

and  volume  to  the  last  note,  which  is  nearly,  if  not  quite, 

lost  on  the  ear. 
Piu  Forte.  Louder. 
Piu  Lanto.  Slower. 
Piu  Moaao.  With  more  movement. 
Piu  Piano.  Softer. 
Piu  Presto.  Quicker. 
Pisaicato.  Pluclrad;  played  with  the  finger,  not  with  the 

bow. 
Poco  a  Poeo.     Graduallv.    By  degrees. 
Poco  MeiK>.  Somewhat  less. 
Poeo  Piano.  Rather  soft. 
Poco  Piu.  Somewhat  more. 
Poco  i*reato.  Rather  quick. 
Portamento.  Gliding  from  one  to  another  note. 
Pramiere.  A  first  performance. 
Prestiaaimo.  The  most  rapid  possible  movement. 
Prima.  The  first. 

R 

Railantandov  fUtardando,  Ritananta.    Slackening  the 

speed. 
Rondinot  RondUetiat  Rondinatto*  or  Rondolatto.  A 

short  Rondo, 
Rondo.  A  composition  of  several  strains,  with  frequent 
return  to  first  theme. 

S 

Sclieraando.  In  a  li^t,  breexy  manner. 

Seller ao.  A  joke  or  jest;  the  quick  movement  of  a  sonata 
or  symphony. 

Seconda  Volta  Molto  Craseando.  Much  louder  the  sec- 
ond time. 

Segua  il  Coro.  Here  follows  the  chorus. 

Segue  la  Finale.  Here  follows  the  Finale. 

Sagua  Sanaa  Intarrualone.    Go  on:  do  not  stop. 

Sempra  Forte.  Continuing  loud,  without  decreasing  the 
force. 

Sempra  Tin  Forte.  Steadily  increasing  in  force. 

Sanaa  Replica,  ^.thout  repetition.  Ua  capo  M»sa  rtP' 
lica,  play  from  the  beginning,  but  disregard  repeat- 
marks. 

Sin'  al  Fine.  To  the  end. 

Slantando.  Reducing  the  sx>eed. 

Soatenuto.  Sustained. 

Sotto  Voce.  In  an  undertone. 

Spiritoeo.  With  spirit,  animation,  energy. 

Staccato.  Short,  pointed,  detached;  the  opposite  of 
Legato. 

Stark.  Loud. 

Syncopation.  A  displacement  of  accent,  either  by  havinff 
a  rest  on  a  strong  beat,  or  by  tying  a  stron^y  accented 
tone  to  a  weaker. 

T 

Taato  Solo.    Played  without  chords. 

Tempo  Giuato.  in  exact  time. 

Tempo  Primo.  In  the  first  or  original  time. 

Tanate  Sino  Alia  Fin  del  Suono.  Keep  keys  down  as  long 

as  sotmd  lasts. 
Tanuto.  Sustained;  held  for  the  full  time- value. 
Tutu.  All  voices  or  instruments,  or  both. 


Variaaioni.  Variations  of  an  air  or  theme. 

Valoca.  In  rapid  time. 

Vivaoa.  With  animation. 

Volta.   Time,  turn;   as  prima  woUa,  the  first  time;    una 

voUOt  once. 
VoltiSubito.  Turn  the  leaf  quickly. 


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CLASSIFIED  INDEX 


Under  this  head  will  be  found  the  songs  in  the  alphabetical  index,  which  precedes  this.  In  this  index 
the  same  song  will  often  appear  in  two  or  more  classes;  because  in  its  history  it  has  been  found  popular 
under  circumstances  not  originally  contemplated  by  its  composer.  Thus  Dixie  appeared  originallY  as  a 
negro  minstrel  song,  became  popular  as  dance  music,  and  eventually  was  played  by  military  hands 
North  and  South  during  the  great  Civil  War.  Bonny  Eloise,  a  sweet  little  ballad,  mingled  its  strains 
with  the  rhythm  of  dancing  feet  all  through  the  winter  of  1860-61,  and  then  (like  "The  Girl  I  Left 
Bebind  Me  in  the  English  Army )  became  the  last  greeting  of  hundreds  of  volunteers  to  the  loving 
hearts  they  left  forever.  Other  compositions  have  been  accepted  by  fraternal  and  collegiate  singers 
for  so  long  that  they  are  also  a  part  of  the  recognized  melodies,  simg  at  fraternal  and  collegiate 
gatherings. 

It  has  been  also  considered  best  to  recognize  this  fact,  because  some  have  sent  songs  in  in  one 
class  and  others  the  same  in  another,  in  either  of  which  its  popularity  has  been  recognized. 


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D 


C'- 


CLASS  I 

Page 

America  .   Smith 157 

American  Hymn Kdler 367 

Battle  Cry  of  Freedom,  The Root 17 

Battle  Hymn  of  the  Republic   .  .  Mrs.  Howe.  .  312 

'ionnie  Blue  Flag,  The Macarthy . . .  '  60 

Bonnie  Dundee Scotch 80 

Bonny  Eloise Thomas , 108 

Bowld  Sojer  Boy,  The    . Lover 214 

British  Grenadiers,  The   \iyth  Century.  44 

Brother,  Tell  Me  of  the  Battle. .  Root 12 

Bruce's  Address Scotch 429 

Bunker  Hill Tuckerman  . .  200 

Campbells  are  Coming,  The Scotch 37 

Clime     Beneath    Whose    Genial 

Sun 53 

Danish  National  Hymn Erald 205 

'N^ixie    »  Emmet 166 

Dutch  National  Song     155 

Dying  Volunteer,  The Muse 18 

Faded  Coat  of  Blue,  The   McNaughton.  26 

P^leld  of  Monterey,  The .   . » Svllivan 318 

Firmly  Stand,  My  Native  Land .  Nageli 416 

Free  America Dr.  Warren  . .  45 

Giri  I  Lpft  Behind  Me,  The Irish 06 

Glorious  Fourth,  The     Old  Melody. .  491 

God  Speed  the  Right     German   ....  275 

Hail  Columbia Phyla 418 

Hail  to  the  Chief Sanderson  . . .  440 

Hardy  Norseman,  The Norse 219 

Italian  National  Hvmn   168 

John  Brown's  Body 313 

Just  Before  the  Battle,  Mother.  Root   370 

Keller's  American  Hymn Keller 367 

Kingdom  Coming Work 152 

Korner's  Battle  Prayer     Korner 123 

Lutzow's  Wild  Hilht Weber 331 

Marching  Along Bradbury ....  163 

^  Marching  Through  Georgia   ....  Work 310 

Marseillaise  Hymn,  The    de  Lisle 494 

►sMaryland,  My  Maryland 456 

Old  Shady     Hanby 122 

Red,  White  and  Blue,  The     Becket 469 

Soldier's  Farewell,  The Kinkel 221 

Soldier's  Tear,  The Bayly 474 

Song  of  a  Thousand  Years,  The .  Work 9 

Star  Spangled  Banner,  The    Arnold   404 

Stonewall  Jackson's  Requiem    . .  Deeves 290 

Switzer's  Farewell,  The Linley 29 

Sword  of  Bunker  Hill,  The     ....  Covert 316 

Tenting  Tonight        KiUredge 28 

Tramp!    Tramp!   Tramp  I    Root 449 

Warrior  Bold,  A Adams 34 


„.  Patt 

When  Johnny  Comes  Marching 

Home  Again Lambert 484 

When  This  Cruel  War  is  Over. .  Tucker 2S4 

Yankee  Doodle 382 


CLASS  II 

Beautiful  Isle  of  the  Sea Thomas 

Belle  Mahone McNaughton 

•  Blow  the  Man  Down Chantey-Song 

Blow,  Boys,  Blow Chantey-Song 

Boatman^s  Dance,  De Smith 

Bonnie Scotch 

Break,  Break,  Break Tennyson .... 

By  the  Sad  Sea  Waves Benedict 

Captain  Jinks Pratt 

Danish  National  Hymn Erald 

English  Chantey 

Hardy  Norseman,  The Norse 

Haul  on  the  Bowlin' Chantey-Song 

Heart  of  a  Sailor,  The Adams  

Her    Bright    Smile    Haunts    Me 

Still Wrighton  . . . 

Homeward  Bound Harrington  . . 

I    Wandered    by    the    Sea-Beat 

Shore Cherry 

Jamie's  on  the  Stormy  Sea Covert 

Larboard  Watch WiUi^ims   . . . 

Life  on  the  Ocean  '^''ave,  A Russdl 

Lightly  Row Spanish  .... 

Maggie's  Bv  My  Side Foster 

Mariner,  Tfie 

Mermaid,  The 

Midshipmite,  The Adams 

My  Last  Cigar 

My  Mary  Anne Tyte 

Nancy  Lee Adams 

No,  Never,  No Old  Ballad  .. 

Oh,  Give  Me  a  Home  by  the  Se&Hosmer 

Out  on  the  Deep , Lohr 

Pirates'  Chorus Bal/e 

Red,  White  and  Blue,  The Becket 

Rocked  in  the  Cradle  of  the  Deep  Knight 

Sailing Marks 

•  Santa  Lucia Italian ...... 

Song  of  the  Sea,  A 

Tar's  Farewell,  The Adams 

They  All  Love  Jack Adams 

Thousand  Leagues  Away,  A  . . . .  Bamby 

Three  Fishers  Went  SaiUng   ....  HvUah   

Three  Sailor  Boys,  The Mareials  . 

Tom  Bowling Dibdin 

We'll  Pay  Padd^  Doyle ChanteySong 

Wers  You  Ever  m  Rio  Grande?  . .  Chant^/Song 


224 
328 
468 
465 

76 
179 

90 
490 

54 
205 

75 
219 
4£9 
112 

3S0 
14 

254 
l>9 

78 
431 
129 
135 

47 
360 
414 
268 
246 
394 
147 
340 
39ti 
237 
469 
196 
390 
333 

67 
194 
240 

64 
192 
232 
236 
433 
451 


CLASSIFIED  INDEX 


What  Fairy-like  Miisic DePinna  . . 

Yankee   Ship   and   a   Yankee 

Crew,  A King 


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344 

72 


CLASS  III 


All   is  Quiet,   Lullaby,   Violin  ,• 

Obligato :'.  Roaewig 500 

Baby  Bunting,  Lullaby 101 

Baby  Mine,  Lullaby Johnston 356 

Be  Rind  to  the  Loved  Ones  at 

Home Woodbury  . .  .  488 

Beautiful  Bells Weiiman 3t>2 

Chinese  Baby  Song,  Lullaby    55 

Come  Home,  Father Work 230 

Cradle  Song,  Lullaby Swedish 33 

Cradle  Song,  Lullaby Weber 171 

Cradle  Song,  Lullaby 323 

First  No  well.  The Christmas  Carol  .  292 

Glorious  Fourth,  The Revolutionary  Song  491 

Go  to  Sleej),  Lena  Darling Emmet 434 

Happy  Land 506 

•  Hush  My  Babe,  Lullaby Rousseau. ...  133 

Independent  Farmer Root 255 

Jack  and  Gill Handy 277 

Kind  Words  are  Dear  to  All Van  Xoorden  472 

Lightly  Row Spanish   ....  129 

Little  Bo-Pcep EUioU 207 

Lord's  Prayer,  The 291 

Lullaby : Jakobowski.. .  364 

Lulu  is  Our  Darling  Pride Jarvis 239 

Marv  Had  a  Little  Lamb 345 

My  bid  Dog  Tray Foster 156 

My  Trundle  Bed Baker 234 

Now  the  Day  is  Over Barnby 453 

O  Come,  Come  Away 303 

Oh,  Hush  Thee,  My  Baby WhiUaker ....  4S() 

Orphan  Boys,  The 36 

Our  Baby French 119 

iSee-Saw  'Waltz  Song Crowe ISO 

Sleep,  l^loved,  Sleep Taubtrt 199 

Softly  Now  the  Light  of  Day Weber 477 

Soft,  Soft,  Music  is  Stealing Uernian    ....  109 

Spring,  The Dr.  Hayes    .  .  317 

Sweet  Bye  and  Bye Webster 4S5 

Sw€»ct  and  I^ow Barnby 309 

Ten  Little  Niggers 357 

There's  Music  in  the  Air 342 

Those  Evening  Bells Beethoven 392 

Three  Blind  Mice 10 

Three  Little  Kittens 439 

Three  Little  Pigs,  The (iatty 4M 

Toyland Herhtrt -iOC) 

When  He  Cometh Root 2t>3 

When   Johnny  Comes  Marching 

Home Lambert 4S4 

Yankee  Doodle 3S2 

CLASS  IV 

Songs   that  have   been   popular  as   Dance   Music. 

Beautiful  Bells. Wdlman 302 

Blue  Juniata,  The tiiJiivan 154 

Boatnien'.s  Dance,  De Smith 76 

Bonnie  Blue  Flag,  The Macarthy ....  (iO 

Bonnie  Dundee Scott SO 

Bonny  lOloise Thomas 1  OS 

Bi)wl(l  Sojer  Boy Lover '214 

Buffalo  Gals 366 

Btmker  Hill Tuckcrman  .  .  200 

Buy  a  Broom English .38 

Campbells  are  Coming,  The 37 

•  Caraptown  Races Foster 352 

Otptuin  Jinks Pratt 54 


Castanets  are  Sounding Spanish   . . 

Come,  Oh,  Come  With  Me Italian 

•  Comin'  Thro'  the  Rye Burns 

Darling  Nellie  Gray Hanby 

Dearest  Mae .' .  .  Crosby 

'   Dixie Emmet  .... 

Dream  Faces Hutchinson 

Field  of  Monterey,  The Sullivan . .  . 

Gentle  .4nnie Foster 

Girl  I  Left  Behind  Me,  The Irish 

'  Home,  Sweet   Home Bishop. . . . 

Hoop  de  Dooden  Do Nish 

It's  a  Way  We  Have  at  Old  Har- 
vard   

"•  Kerry  Dance,  The MoUoy   . . . 

Kingdom  Coming Work 

Landlord,  Fill  the  Flowing  Bowl 

Love's  Young  Dream Moore 

Lulu  is  Our  Darling  Pride Jarvis 

Maryland,  My  Maryland ' 

Miss  Lucv  Long 

My  Olii  Dog  IVuv Foster 

O  Dear,   VVhat  Can  the  Matter 

Be? 

•  O  Susanna 

O  Willie,  We  Have  Missed  You .  Foster 

Oft  in  the  Stilly  Night Moore 

Old  Dan  Tucker 

•  Old  Folks  at  Home Foster 

Old  Rosin  the  Beau 

Rory  O'Moore Lovi  r 

Rov's  Wife  of  Aldivalloch Scotch 

Sally  Come  Up SeirtU 

See-Saw  Waltz  Song Crowe 

Siveet  Bye  and  Bye Wcb.'iter .... 

Ton  Little  Niggers 

Yankee  Doodle 


CLASS  V 
Negro  Melodies  and  Minstrel  Songs 

Annie  Lisle Thompsfm   .  . 

•  Aura  Lee 

Beautiful  Bells Wellman 

Beautiful  Drejuner Fo.^tvr 

Beautiful  l.sle  ot  tiie  Sea Tfioma.*    .... 

Boatmen's  Dance,  De Smith 

Bonnie  Klois<; Thomas    .... 

Brffsxlo  Gals . 

^'.I'.nptown  Races Foster 

Captain  Jinks /''rait 

Carry  Me  Back  to  Old  Virginny  Lbtnd 

Darling  Nellie  Gray ." . Hanby 

Dear  Evelina,  Sweet  Kvelina 

Dearest  Mae (  rosht/ 

Dixie hfnmd 

Dutch  Company,  The 

CJientle  Annie Fo,\ti  r 

Go  'way,  ( )ld  Man! Keith    

Hard  Times  Come  Again  No 

More Foster 

Hazel  Dell,  The Root 

lIo«)p  de  Dooden  Do \ish 

Jvinlan   Am   a   Hard   Road   to 

TmblH'l Briggs 

Kingili)m  Coming Work' 

KisH  .Me  Quick  and  Go Buckley    

Kitty  Tyrrell Clover 

Lilly  Dale Thompson  .... 

•  Listen  to  the  Mocking  Bird 

Little  More  CMder,    A Hart .  . 

Maggie  By  My  Side Foster 

Massa's  in  de  Cold,  Cold  Groimd  Foster 
Michael  Roy 


178 
508 
113 
116 
158 
106 

92 
318 
354 

66 
374 
110 

262 
176 
152 
141 
322 
239 
45(> 
289 
156 

140 

172 

74 

91 

174 

120 

210 

202 

134 

20() 

180 

4S5 

357 

382 


351 
399 
302 

llN 

224 
7li 
lOS 
36l» 
352 
54 
1(}4 
116 
417 
]  58 
106 
321 
354 
21)  S 


•  •  •  •  • 


S2 
212 
110 

13«') 
152 

420 
299 
3S4 
372 
135 
350 
408 


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CLASSIFIED   INDEX 


Page 

Ififls  Lucy  Long 289 

My  Grandma's  Advice 302 

My  Old  Dog  Tray Foster 156 

.  My  Old  Kentucky  Home Foster 162 

Nora  O'Neal Hays 470 

-  Oh.  Susanna 172 

Old  Arm  Chair RusseU 270 

Old  Black  Joe Foster 211 

Old  Cabin  Home,  The 457 

Old  Dan  Tucker 174 

Old  Folks  at  Home Foster 120 

Old  Shady Hanby 122 

Over  the  Garden  Wall Fox 346 

Peter  Gray 359 

Quilting  Party,  The 403 

Rosa  Lee 450 

.  Rosalie 446 

Rose  of  Alabama,  The 218 

Sally  Come  Up SeweU 206 

Sweet  Genevieve Tucker 24 

Tapping  at  the  Garden  Gate   . .  .New 264 

There  Were  Three  Crows 485 

Tombigbee  River 250 

CLASS  VI 


Sacred  Songs,  Revival  Hymns,  etc. 


447 
181 
70 
69 
132 
131 


506 
329 
98 
292 
228 
607 
479 


Abide  with  Me Monk 

Angelic  Songs  are  Swelling Armstrong   . 

Angels  Ever  Bright  and  If  air ... .  Handel 

Arise,  My  Soul Edson 

Christians,  Awake En^ish 

Come,  All  Ye  Faithful Reading. . . . 

Come,  Thou  Almighty  King Giardini 441 

Come,  Thou  Fount  of  Every 

Blessing Wyeth 

Come,  Ye  Disconsolate Webhe  ^ 

Fading,  Still  Fading Portuguese . 

First  Nowell,  The Old  English 

Flee  as  a  Bird Dana 

GodBe  With  You Tomer 

God  is  Love Conkey 

Happy  Land 506 

He  Leadeth  Me Bradbury ....  389 

Heaven  is  My  Home Sullivan 161 

Holy,  Holy,  Holy Dykes Ill 

Holy  Ghost,  With  Light  Divine  .  Gottschalk  ...  489 

Homeland.  The SuUivan 335 

Homewaxxi  Bound Harrington  . .  11 

How  Gentle  God's  Commands  • . .  Nagdi 30 

•  I'm  a  Pilgrim Italian 170 

Jerusalem Parker 324 

Jerusalem,  The  Golden Evring 89 

Jesus  1  the  Very  Thought  of  Thee .  Dykes 455 

Joy  to  the  World Alason 169 

Just  as  I  Am Bradbury ....  77 

Land  o'  the  Leal,  The Scotch 46 

Lfead,  Kindlv  Light Dykes 261 

Lord's  Prayer,  The 291 

Missionary  Hymn Mason 201 

My  Ain  Countrie Scotch 267 

My  Faith  Lookup  to  Thee Metson 483 

My  Jesus,  as  Thou  Wilt Weber 273 

My  Mother's  Bible Russdl 422 

Nearer,  Mv  God,  to  Thee Mason 423 

O  Paradise Bamby 229 

Old  Hundred Goudimd 369 

One  Sw^eetly  Solemn  Thought . . .  Anibrose 466 

Onward,  Christian  Soldiers SuUivan 257 

Promised  Land,  The 473 

Rest  for  the  Weary Dadmun  ....  279 

Retreat Hastings 245 

Rock  of  Ages Hastings .....  421 


Shall  We  Mee  t  ? '.  Rice 

Shining  Shore,  The Root 

Softly  Now  the  Light  of  Day  . . .  Weber 

Son  of  God  Goes  Forth  to  War, 

The Cuaer 

Sun  of  My  Soul Monk 

Sweet  Bye  and  Bye Webster 

Sweet  Hour  of  Prayer Bradbury  . . 

Swii^  Low,  Sweet  Chariot Slave  Hymn 

Too  Late,  Too  Late Lindsay. . . . 

When  He  Cometh Root 

When  Shall   We  Three   Meet 

Again? 

Your  Mission Grannis. . . . 


CLASS  VII 
Love  Songs 

Adieu,  'TIS  Love's  Last  GreeUng. Schubert..  . . . 

Afterwards MuUen 

Alice,  Where  Art  Thou Ascher 

Annie  Laurie Scott 

Annie  Lisle Thompson  . , 

Aura  Lee 

Barbara  Allen Old  Engli^  . 

Beautiful  Dreamer Foster 

Because  You're  You Herbert 

Believe  Me,  if  all  Those  Endear- 
ing Young  Charms Moore 

Belle  Mahone McNaugfUon. 

Birds  in  the  Night SuUivan 

Blanche  Alpen Glover 

Blue  Juniata,  The SuUivan 

Bonny  Eloise Thomas , 

Call  Me  Pet  Names Osgood 

Come  Back  to  Erin Claribd 

Come,  Oh,  Come  With  Me Italian 

Comin'  Thro'  the  Rye Bums . ; 

Danube  River Aide 

Darby  and  Joan MoUoy   

Darling  Nellie  Gray Hanby 

Dear  Evelina,  Sweet  Evelina 

Dearest  Mae Crosby 

Dost  Thou  Love  Me,  Sister  Ruth  Haydn 

Douglas!    Douglas!    Tender  and 

True Scott 

Dream  Faces Hutchinson  . . 

Drink  to  Me  Only  With  Thine 

Eyes Mozart 

Embarrassment Abt 

Ever  of  Thee HaU 

Farewell Silcher 

For  You Smith 

Forsaken Koschat 

Good-bjre,  Sweetheart,  Good-bye  Hatton ....... 

Good-night,  Farewell Kucken 

Her  Bright  Smile  Haunts  Me 

Still. Wrighton    ... 

How  Can  I  Leave  Thee . .« Thuringian.  . 

I  Would  That  My  Love Menddssahn. 

I'll  Hang  My  Harp  on  a  Willow 

Tree Gtierrisey. 

In  the  Gloaming Harrison  .  . . . 

John  Anderson,  My  Jo Scotch  Song. . 

Juanita 

Katey 's  Letter Dufferin 

Kathleen  Aroon Abt 

Kathleen  Mavoumeen Crouch 

Kiss  Me  Quick  and  Go Buckley 

Kitty  Tyrrell Glover 

Last  Night KjenUf 

Loch  Lomond Scotch  Song. . 

Lorena Wd>ster 

Love's  Young  Dream Moore 


I'^gS 

283 
505 

477 

305 
487 
485 
.204 
251 
405 
263 

284 
274 


175 
492 
462 
301 
351 
399 
247 
118 
498 

248 
328 
150 
503 
154 
108 
56 
438 
508 
113 
142 
.124 
116 
417 
158 
227 

84 
92 

105 
304 
222 
444 

460 
361 
160 

182 

380 
59 

198 

278 
30O 
37S 
371 
lOO 

31 
376 

62 
420 
12S 
406 
242 


CLASSIFIED   INDEX 


Page 

Love's  Old  Sweet  Song MoUoy 276 

Low-Backed  Car,  The Irish  Song. . .   442 

Maggie  By  Mv  Side Foster 136 

Mary  of  Argyle 482 

My  Grandma's  Advice 302 

My  Manr  Anne Tyte 246 

Nancy  Lee Adams 394 

No,  Never,  No Old  Ballad  ..   147 

No  One  to  Love Everest 464 

Nora  O'Neal Hays 470 

Nut  Brown  Maiden 30 

O  Dear,  What  Can  the  Matter  Be? 140 

0  Willie,  We  Have  Missed  You    .  Foster 74 

Over  the  Garden  Wall Fox 346 

Quilting  Party,  The 403 

Robin  Adair Scotch  Song. .  288 

Sally  InOur  Allev English 402 

Sleep,  Beloved,  Sleep Taubert 199 

Solcfiers' Farewell Kinkel 221 

Some  Day WeUings 1 14 

Sweet  Genevieve Tucker 24 

Take  Back  the  Heart Claribd 265 

Tapping  at  the  Garden  Gate.  . . .  New 264 

Then  You'll  Remember  Me    Balfe 52 

Twinkling    Stars    are    Laughing, 

Love Ordway 427 

When  the  Lights  are  Low Lane 336 

When   the  Swallows  Homeward 

Fly , AU 86 

Would  I  Were  With  Thee BoseUi 330 

Who  is  Sylvia Schubert 220 

CLASS  VIII 

Songs  of  the  Great  Masters  in  Operas,  Operettas, 

Oratorios,  Etc. 

Ah,  I  Have  Sighed  to  Rest  Me. .  Verdi 410 

Ah,  So  Pure Flotow 185 

Adieu  I  'Tis  Love's  Last  Greeting  Schubert 1 76 

Angels  Ever  Bright  and  Fair. . . . Handd 70 

Because  You're  You Herbert 498 

Birds  in  the  Night SvUivan 150 

Bridal  Chorus  (Lohengrin  ) Wagner  •••...     95 

Buy  a  Broom ^ 38 

Castanets  are  Sounding Spanish 178 

Cooper's  Song Von  Suppe  . .  425 

Cradle  Song Weber 171 

Dost  Thou  Love  Me,  Sister  Ruth  Haydn 227 

Drink  to  Me  Only  With  Thine 

Eyes Mozart 105 

Emmet's  Lullaby Emmet 434 

Enchanted  Isle,  The Verdi 188 

Evening  Star  (Tannhauser  ) Wagner 22 

Fading,  Still  Fading Portuguese ...     98 

Farewell,  My  Own  (Pinafore ) . .  .SxiUivan 208 

Flowers  that  Bloom  in  the  Spring  Sullivan 424 

Hail  to  the  Chief Sanderson  . . .  440 

Heart  Bowed  Down,  The Balfe 190 

Home  to  Our  Mountains Verdi 452 

1  Dreamt   That   I    Dwelt    in 

Marble  HalU Balfe 244 

I  Would  That  My  Love Mendelssohn,  198 

Last  Rose  of  Summer,  The Moore 146 

Lullaby Jakoboweki  ..  364 

Lutzow's  Wild  Hunt Weber 331 

Make  Me  No  Gaudy  C!lhaplet. . . .  Donizetti 126 

Mariner,  The Old  Ballad  . .  47 

No,  Never,  No Old  BaUad , ,  147 

O  Ye  Tears Abt 40 

Oft  in  the  Stilly  Night Moore 91 

Out  on  the  Deep Lohr 396 

Pirates' Chorus Balfe 237 

Robin  Adair Scotch 288 

Santa  Lucia Italian 333 


Page 

See  at  Your  Feet Balfe 57 

Soldier's  Farewell Kinkel 221 

Sing,  Smile,  Slumber Gounod, , . . . .  144 

Sleep,  Beloved,  Sleep Taubert 199 

Song  of  the  Fowler Mozart 139 

Sweet  Spirit,   Hear  My  Prayer, 

"Naiad  Queen" Wallace 476 

Tempest  of  the  Heart. Verdi 106 

Then  You'll  Remember  Me Balfe 52 

Those  Evening  Bells Beethoven,,,.  392 

'Tis  Midnight  Hour 293 

Toyland Herbert 496 

When  the  Swallows  Homeward 

Fly Abt 85 

When  to  Thy  Vision Gounod 475 

Who  is  Sylvia  (Shakespeare)  ..  .Schubert 220 

You  Never  Miss  the  Water Howard 258 

CLASS  IX 

Concerts,  Solos  and  Quartettes 

Adieu!  'Tis  Love's  Last  Greeting  Schubert 175 

Alice,  Where  Art  Thou Asctier 462 

Ariel Mason .......  253 

Auld  Robin  Gray Scotch  Song. .  446 

Be  Kind  to  the  Loved  Ones  at 

Home Woodbury  . . .   488 

Beautiful  Bells Wellman 362 

Beautiful  Isle  of  the  Sea Thomas 224 

Beautiful    Star   In    Heaven   so 

Bright SavUs 68 

Birds  in  the  Night SuUivan 160 

BlancheAlpen Glover 503 

Blue  Alsatian  Mountains,  I'he . . .  Adams 238 

Bonnie  Banks  o'  Loch  Lomon'    .Scotch  Song. .   216 

By  the  Sad  Sea  Waves Benedict 490 

Carrier  Dove,  The Johnson 486 

Come  Home,  Father Work 230 

Come     Where     My     Love     Lies 

Dreaming   (Quartette  ) Foster 48 

Danube  River,  The Aide 142 

Dearest  Spot  on  Earth,  The  ....  Wrighton  ...       8 

Do  They  Think  of  Me  at  Home 430 

Dream  Faces Hutchinson  . .     92 

Dutch  Company,  The 321 

Embarrassment Abt 304 

Far  Away Bliss 130 

Farewell  Song 326 

Flow  Gently,  Sweet  Afton Spilman 15 

Gaily  the  Troubadour Bayley 149 

God  Speed  the  Right German   ....   275 

Good-Bye Engelbrecht . .  252 

Good-night 14^ 

Hark!    I  hear  a  Voice 358 

Home  Again Pike 327 

I  Cannot  Sing  the  Old  Songs Claribd 282 

1    Wandered    by    the    Sea-Beat 

Shore Cherry   .   254 

I'll  Hang  My  Harp  on  a  Willow 

Tree Guernsey  ...   278 

Independent  Farmer,  The Root 255 

I've  Left  the  Snow-Clad  Hills. . .  Linley 86 

Johnny  Sands Sinclair   ....     42 

Katey's  Letter. •• Dufferin 1(X) 

Kathleen  Aroon Abt 31 

Kathleen  Mavoumeen Crouch 376 

Killamey Balfe 138 

Kind  Words  are  Dear  to  All ....  Van  Noorden   472 

Laird  o'  Cockpen,  The Old  Scotch   . .  448 

Last  Rose  of  Summer,  The Moore 146 

Let  Me  Dream  Again Sullivan .....   400 

Listen  to  the  Mocking  Bird   .' .  384 

Long  Ago Musgrave ....    102 

Long,  Long  Ago Bayly .......   435 


CLASSIFIED  INDEX 


Page 

Long,  Long  Weary  Day,  The 602 

Loreley,  The SiUher 13 

Lost  Chord,  The SvUivan..  j . .   294 

Love  Not BlocJdey 272 

Lovely  Night ChwaUd 332 

.Low-Backed  Car,  The Irish  Song   . .  442 

Lutzow's  Wild  Hunt Weber 331 

Mermaid,  The 360 

Miller  of  the  Dee,  The 443 

m  Now  the  Day  Is  Over BamJby 453 

O  Loving  Heart,  Trust  On GoUschalk  . . .  338 

O  Music 386 

O  Weary  Feet BeiHy 281 

O  Ye  Tears Aht 40 

Oft  in  the  Stilly  Night Moore 91 

Oh,  Don't  You  Remember  Sweet 

Alice 96 

Old  Oaken  Bucket,  The WoodtDorth . . .  495 

Old  Sexton,  The Ruasdl 314 

Our  Native  Song Methfesed  . . .  319 

Over  the  Garden  Wall Fox 346 

Paddle  Your  Own  Canoe Hobaon 286 

Rainy  Day,  The r . . .  Dempster. . . .  454 

Robin  Ruff RtLSseU 334 

Rock  Me  to  Sleep,  Mother Leslie 432 

Santa  Lucia Italian 333 

Silent  Night German 407 

Simon,  the  Cellarer Hation 348 

Soft,  Soft  Music  is  Stealing German   ....   109 

Soldier's  Tear Bayly 474 

Speed  Away,  Speed  Away Woodbury  . . .   437 

Spring,  The Hayes 317 

Star  of  the  Twilight Emerson 16 

Stars  of  the  Summer  Night    . . .  .Woodbury  ...   311 

Strike  the  Harp  Gently Woodbury  ...      14 

Sweet  Spirit,  Hear  My  Prayer . . .  Wallace  .••••.  476 

Switzer's  Farewell.  The Lirdey 29 

There's  Music  in  the  Air 342 

'Tis  All  That  I  Can  Sav..- Temple 7 

'Tis  But  a  Little  Faded  Flower.  TAomo* 368 

'Tis  Midnight  Hour 293 

Twentv  Years  Ago... WHling 280 

Two  Pa)ses,  The Werner 412 

Vacant  Chair,  The Root 32 

We'd  Better  Bide  a  Wee Claribel 388 

What   Fairy-Like   Music DePinna 344 

When  the  'Swallows  Homeward 

Fly Abi 85 

When  You  and  I  Were  Young  .  .  Butterfidd   . .   478 

'  Who  is  Sylvia? Schubert 220 

Your  Mission Grannie 274 

You  Never  Miss  the  Water Howard 258 


CLASS  X 


Page 


College  and  Fraternal  Songs 

America National 157 

Annie  Laurie Scott 301 

Auld  Lang  Syne Scotch 10 

Bohunkus 383 

Bonnie  Dundee Scotch 80 

Bull  Dog,  The 393 

Co-ca-ohe-lunk 260 

Come    Where    My    Love    Lies 

Dreaming   (Quartette) Foster 48 

Danube  River,  The Aide 142 

Dearest  Spot  on  Earth,  The Wrighton.  ...  8 

Do  They  Think  of  Me  at  Home 430 

Dutch  Company,  The 321 

Fair  Harvard 249 

Gaudeamus  Igitur 320 

Good-Bye Engelbrecht  . .  252 

Graduates'  Farewell,  The 249 

Hail  Columbia Phyla 418 

Home  Again Pike 327 

In  Old  Madrid Trotere 306 

Integer  Vitae Flemming    .  .  226 

It's    a   Way  We    Have   at   Old 

Harvard 262 

Jingle,  Bells 148 

•John  Brown's  Body 313 

Juanita 371 

Landlord,  Fill  the  Flowing  Bowl 141 

Lauriger  Horatius 187 

Lone  Fish-ball,  The 433 

Mary  Had  a  Little  Lamb 345 

Meerschaum  Pipe 413 

My  Last  Cigar 268 

My  Moustache 269 

Oft  in  the  Stilly  Night Moore 91 

Old  Folks  at  Home,  The Foster 120 

Old  Oaken  Bucket,  The Woodworih . . .  495 

Old  Sexton,  The Russdl 314 

Peter  Gray 359 

Polly-woUy-doodle 436 

Rig-a-jig 343 

Simon  the  Cellarer Hatton 34H 

Star  Spangiea  Banner,  The    . . .  .Arnold 404 

Swing  Low,  Sweet  Chariot Slave  Hymn . .  251 

Ten  Little  Niggere 357 

Then  You'll  Remember  Me Bal/e 52 

There  Were  Three  Crows 485 

Those  Evening  Bells Beethoven.,..  392 

XJpidee 88 

/  Vive  La  Compagnie 5S 

When  Shall  We  Three  Meet  Again? 284 


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