The Phono-bretto: (phonograph Libretto) The Indispensible Companion of the Phonograph, and Faithful Interpreter of about Seven Hundred Sung and Spoken Phonograph SelectionsPhono-Bretto Company, 1919 - 416 oldal |
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1. oldal
... Head . Myself When Young Myself when young did eagerly frequent Doctor and Saint , and heard great argument , But evermore came out by that same door Where in I went . I Sent My Soul I sent my Soul through the Invisible , Some secret of ...
... Head . Myself When Young Myself when young did eagerly frequent Doctor and Saint , and heard great argument , But evermore came out by that same door Where in I went . I Sent My Soul I sent my Soul through the Invisible , Some secret of ...
2. oldal
... Head but cannot break his sleep . Victor Record 35441 - Part 2 IN THE GLOAMING Orred In the gloaming ! Oh , my darling ! When the lights are dim and low , And the quiet shadows falling , Softly come and softly go . When the winds are ...
... Head but cannot break his sleep . Victor Record 35441 - Part 2 IN THE GLOAMING Orred In the gloaming ! Oh , my darling ! When the lights are dim and low , And the quiet shadows falling , Softly come and softly go . When the winds are ...
3. oldal
... head you get the full amount of the policy . That is the trouble ; by the time you have all the money coming to you , there is nothing left of you to enjoy it . But suppose you die ; wouldn't you be happy to know when you are dead there ...
... head you get the full amount of the policy . That is the trouble ; by the time you have all the money coming to you , there is nothing left of you to enjoy it . But suppose you die ; wouldn't you be happy to know when you are dead there ...
7. oldal
... the story goes ; This sweet rose was loved by a soldier boy Who loved her for his own ; Now the rose droops her head , For the sunshine has fled , Since he left her all alone . IN THE HEART OF AN IRISH ROSE - Continued Chorus 7.
... the story goes ; This sweet rose was loved by a soldier boy Who loved her for his own ; Now the rose droops her head , For the sunshine has fled , Since he left her all alone . IN THE HEART OF AN IRISH ROSE - Continued Chorus 7.
8. oldal
... head , By the magic stone of Blarney , And the petals are all dead ; The perfume that lingered within her heart Has gone forevermore , For a colleen must sigh , And the roses must die , Since he left his sweet Asthore . Used by ...
... head , By the magic stone of Blarney , And the petals are all dead ; The perfume that lingered within her heart Has gone forevermore , For a colleen must sigh , And the roses must die , Since he left his sweet Asthore . Used by ...
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392. oldal - They tell us, sir, that we are weak; unable to cope with so formidable an adversary. But when shall we be stronger? Will it be the next week, or the next year? Will it be when we are totally disarmed, and when a British guard shall be stationed in every house?
203. oldal - Sweet and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western sea, Low, low, breathe and blow, Wind of the western sea ! Over the rolling waters go, Come from the dying moon, and blow, Blow him again to me ; While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps. Sleep and rest, sleep and rest, Father will come to thee soon...
331. oldal - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.
367. oldal - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes : and thus far hear me, Cromwell ; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble...
157. oldal - She:d come again, and with a greedy ear Devour up my discourse : which I observing, Took once a pliant hour, and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart, That I would all my pilgrimage dilate, Whereof by parcels she had something heard, But not intentively.
313. oldal - Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest — For Brutus is an honorable man; So are they all, all honorable men — Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me: But Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honorable man.
234. oldal - It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes.
138. oldal - And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, . And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor: And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted — nevermore...
219. oldal - To bait fish withal: if it will feed nothing else, it will feed my revenge. He hath disgraced me, and hindered me half a million; laughed at my losses, mocked at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled my friends, heated mine enemies; and what's his reason? I am a Jew.
19. oldal - I HEARD the voice of Jesus say, " Come unto Me and rest ; Lay down, thou weary one, lay down Thy head upon My breast !" I came to Jesus as I was, Weary, and worn, and sad ; I found in Him a resting-place, And He has made me glad. 2 I heard the voice of Jesus say, " Behold, I freely give The living water ; thirsty one, Stoop down, and drink, and live...