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By Various
Let him who sighs in sadness hear,
Rejoice to know a friend is near!
What heavenly sounds are those I hear?
What being comes the gloom to cheer?
When in the storm on Columbia’s coast,
The night-watch guards his weary post,
From thoughts of danger free!
To mark some vessel’s dusky form,
And hears amid the howling storm,
The minute gun at sea!
By Various
I’m very lonely now, Mary,
For the poor make no new friends;
But O, they love them better far,
The few our Father sends!
And you were all I had, Mary,
My blessing and my pride;
There’s nothing left to care for now,
By Various
I thank you for that smile, Mary,
When your heart was fit to break;
When the hunger pain was gnawing there,
And you hid it, for my sake;
I bless you for the pleasant word,
When your heart was sad and sore;
O, I’m thankful you are gone, Mary,
By Various
I’m bidding you a long farewell,
My Mary, kind and true,
But I’ll not forget you, darling,
In the land I’m going to;
They say there’s bread and work for all,
And the sun shines always there,
But I’ll not forget old Ireland,
By Various
Dame Margery sits in her own still room,
A matron sage is she;
From thence oft at Curfew is wafted a fume
She says it is “Rosemarie:”
She says it is “Rosemarie:”
But there’s a small cupboard behind the back stair,
By Various
Though ’tis sad to leave you, darling,
I must no more stay,
Think of me, Norina, darling,
When I’m far away;
And, although to part brings sadness,
Keep your young heart light and free,
Your sweet face adorn with gladness,
By Various
Don’t you cry so, Norah, darling,
Wipe those tears away,
Don’t you cry so, Norah, darling,
Smile on me to-day;
When from work I rest a-weary,
All my thoughts on you will be,
And my life will not seem dreary,
By Various
What though years rolled above me,
Though ’mid fairer scenes I roam,
Yet I ne’er shall cease to love thee,
Childhood’s dear and happy home!
And when life’s long day is closing,
Oh! how pleasant it would be;
On some faithful heart reposing
By Various
Though I may view the fairest land
On which the sun in glory beams,
And dwell in climes more beautiful
Than poets visit in their dreams,
Still will affection linger round
That loved and consecrated spot,
And tears will fall as I go back
By Various
Oh! tarry not, my only love,
I’ve pledged myself to thee,
And by yon stars that shine above,
Forever thine I’ll be;
’Tis mony a night sin’ first we met
Beneath the greenwood tree,
Then say, ere yonder stars have set,
By Various
I’ll hang my harp on a willow-tree,
I’ll off to the wars again,
My peaceful home has no charms for me,
The battle-field no pain;
The lady I love will soon be a bride
With a diadem on her brow;
Oh, why did she flatter my boyish pride,
By Various
She’s fond of kissing, that I know,
So often as I meet her,
She says, “Kiss me quick, and let me go,
You’ll love me all the better.”
At evening when the room was dark,
And time was getting later,
I thought I’d steal a kiss from her,
By Various
He brought her from the South,
Her hair it curl’d so very tight,
She could not shut her mouth,
Her eyes they were so very small,
They both ran into one,
And when a fly lit in her eye,
’Twas like a June-bug in the sun.
By Various
Her nose, it was so very long,
It turn’d up like a squash,
And when she got her dander up,
She made me laugh, by gosh!
Old Massa had no hooks or nails
Or nothing else like that,
So on this darkie’s nose he used
By Various
When I go to promenade,
I look so fine an’ gay,
I hab to take de dogs along
Te keep de gals away;
My busom am so full ob lub,
Dis darkey can not rest,
So I’ll bid you all good-by, at last,
By Various
I’ve thrown out many a hint, Mamma,
I’ve spoke of other beaux,
I’ve talk’d about domestic life,
And sung “They don’t propose.”
Then if he means to break, Mamma,
My passion and my pride,
Unconquer’d yet I’ll scorn regret,
Unconquer’d yet I’ll scorn regret,
Although he won’t decide,
Although he won’t decide,
Although he won’t decide,
Unconquer’d yet I’ll scorn regret,
By Various
We were boys and girls together,
When the step was firm and light,
When the voice was clear and ringing,
And the laughing eyes were bright;
Then our love sought no concealment,
And our bosoms knew no art,
And the sunshine of our childhood
By Various
’Tis vain to mourn that years have shown
How false these fairy visions were,
Or murmur that mine eyes have known
The burden of a fleeting tear;
But still the heart will fondly cling
To hopes no longer prized as truth,
And memory still delights to bring
By Various
In battle’s wild commotion,
The proud and mighty Mars,
With hostile scythes, demands his tythes,
Of death in warlike scars;
But Peggy, peaceful goddess,
Has darts in her bright eye,
That knock men down in the market-town,
As right and left they fly;
As she sits in the Low Back’d Car, than battle more dangerous far,
For the doctor’s art, cannot cure the heart
By Various
The sailor’s wife sinks down to rest,
But dreams disturb her sleep,
She starts to hear the hollow wind,
And turns aside to weep;
She clasps her baby, and she prays,
Through tears, like falling rain,
“O God! restore the mariner,
To home, dear home again.”