Marlborough Upper School Songsprinted at "The Times" Office, 1901 |
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
Adeste alive oh Allan Water auld lang syne banjo banks of Allan Bill Brewer blow blue Bonny Dundee boys brave called cheer dance darling dear Doo Dah doth drink drum dumb feel gay Fiddle-diddle-dee fiddlers foes ford gallant girl glory go a-hunting to-day gone Hearts of oak Here's a health Highland laddie hounds Hurrah Inserted by kind Island Jack Jan Stewer John Peel jolly Kabul River Keel row Killaloe kind permission lads land lass Lowland sea Men of Harlech merry old soul morning ne'er never night o'er old horse died Old King Cole paddle permission of Messrs pull Ri fe rol roast beef Rule Britannia sailor says ship sing soldier song soul is marching stormy winds sweet thee thro Tit-willow Tommy Atkins trip twang Twas twee Vive la compagnie wife Willow the King Yhic yac yow
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 29 - DRINK to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup, And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
עמוד 50 - Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home...
עמוד 102 - OLD King Cole was a merry old soul, And a merry old soul was he; He called for his pipe, and he called for his bowl, And he called for his fiddlers three.
עמוד 119 - Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee! Wha for Scotland's king and law Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand, or freeman fa?
עמוד 118 - Of all the girls that are so smart There's none like pretty Sally; She is the darling of my heart, And she lives in our alley. There is no lady in the land Is half so sweet as Sally; She is the darling of my heart, And she lives in our alley.
עמוד 118 - But sure such folks could ne'er beget So sweet a girl as Sally ! She is the darling of my heart, And she lives in our alley.
עמוד 92 - THE minstrel boy to the war is gone, In the ranks of death you'll find him ; His father's sword he has girded on, And his wild harp slung behind him. " Land of song !" said the warrior-bard, " Though all the world betrays thee, One sword, at least, thy rights shall guard, One faithful harp shall praise thee...
עמוד 92 - Though all the world betrays thee, One sword, at least, thy rights shall guard, One faithful harp shall praise thee !" The minstrel fell ! but the foeman's chain Could not bring his proud soul under ! The harp he...
עמוד 5 - We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet For auld lang syne. We twa hae run about the braes, And pu'd the gowans fine ; But we've wander'd mony a weary foot Sin
עמוד 27 - Rovin' tho' his death fell, he went wi' heart at ease, An' dreamin' arl the time o' Plymouth Hoe. "Take my drum to England, hang et by the shore, Strike et when your powder's runnin' low; If the Dons sight Devon, I'll quit the port o' Heaven, An' drum them up the Channel as we drummed them long ago." Drake he's in his hammock till the great Armadas come, (Capten, art tha sleepin...