Stories of Famous Songs, Band 1

Cover
J. B. Lippincott Company, 1901
 

Andere Ausgaben - Alle anzeigen

Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen

Beliebte Passagen

Seite 196 - But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we, Of many far wiser than we ; And neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.
Seite 124 - O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave? On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Seite 29 - An exile from home, splendor dazzles in vain ; Oh, give me my lowly thatched cottage again ! The birds singing gayly, that came at my call, — Give me them, — and the peace of mind, dearer than all ! Home, Home, sweet, sweet Home ! There's no place like Home...
Seite 124 - OH, say, can you see, by the dawn's early light, What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming ? Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through the perilous fight, O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming? And the rockets...
Seite 28 - Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home...
Seite 124 - Oh, say, can you see, by the dawn's early light, What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming. Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight, O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming? And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air, Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.
Seite 239 - Lero, lero, liliburlero,' that made an impression on the [king's] army, that cannot be imagined by those that saw it not. The whole army, and at last the people, both in city and country, were singing it perpetually. And perhaps never had so slight a thing so great an effect.
Seite 66 - ТЕ sons of France, awake to glory ! Hark ! hark ! what myriads bid you rise ! Your children, wives, and grandsires hoary, — Behold their tears and hear their cries...
Seite 125 - Blest with victory and peace, may the heaven-rescued land Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation. Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just ; And this be our motto :
Seite 54 - And surely I'll be mine; And we'll tak a cup o' kindness yet For auld lang syne. For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll tak a cup o...

Bibliografische Informationen