The Missionary's Daughter.
By JAMES J. MONTAGE
288.1
Now, Dollie, keep your eyes on me.
Be quiet, an' behave;
You're loads of trouble, 'cause, you see,
You've got a soul to save.
There's dreadful lots you'll need to learn.
An' there'll…
There Is a Tavern In the Town.
293.7
There is a tavern in the town, in the town.
And there my dear love sita him down, down, sits him
And drinks his wine 'mid laughter free.
And never, never thinks of me.
Chorus-
Fare thee well, for I must…
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RUBAIYAT OF SUMMER KHAYYAM.
377.1
WAKE! For the Summer scatters into flight
Your wife before you to some Country site;
She'll take the children with her, and she'll leave
The Parlor Fumiture done up in white.
The Cook indeed is gone. The…
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The Day Is Past and Gone.
By Orange Scott.
64.3
The day is past and gone.
Theening shades appear: peari
Oh, may we all remember well
The night of death draws near.
We iny our garments by.
Upon our beds to rest: "64-3
So death will soon…
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Love, the Illusion.
320.2
Love is just a cobweb, wet with morning dew;
Love is just a fairy spell, invisible to view;
A tread-a touch too heavy, and the cobweb is not there
A sigh too long, and lo:-the spell has vanished into air!
Love is…
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Must I Go and Empty Handed.
96.2
Must I go and empty handed.
Thus my dear Redeemer meet?
Not one day of service give him,
Lay no trophy at his fect,
Chorus-
Must I go and empty handed?
Must I meet my Savior во?
Not one soul with which…
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The May Queen.
BY ALFRED TENNYSON.
83.6
You must wake and call me early; call me early.
mother dear:
Tomorrow'll be the happiest time of all the glad
new year
Of all the glad new year, mother; the maddest.
merriest day:
For I'm to be Queen…
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The Changed Cross.
239.2
It was a time of sadness, and my heart.
Although it knew and loved the better part.
Felt wearied with the conflict and the strife,
And all the needful discipline of life.
And while I thought en these, as given to…
A Little Country Lassie
169.2
I'm a little country lasste.
I can iron, churn, and bake,
Wash the dishes, feed the poultry.
Make a famous Johnny cake,
Ride the horses to the water.
Drive the cows to pastures green.
I would not exchange…
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CANNED MUSIC.
458.1
There's a gramophone next door,
Cross the street are seven more.
And about the block I live in there must be at least two weoro
(I have counted twenty-four),
And they warble and they sing.
And they do most everything,…
The Old Log Baru.
416.5
There's a charm for me yet in the old log barn.
So tottering, old and gray.
Where wildly I loved long years ago
To romp on the new made hay.
Chorus.
For the merry old times that I sported there,
The song that I…
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THE RESPITE.
467.1
Now, night, dun-winged, upon a stressful world descends,
With calm decree of silence, and day's fanfare ends;
Freed souls steal down dim aisles shading sea of sleep, to
Awhile to drift, like ships becalmed upon the deep.
…
Gathering Home.
473.8
Up to the beautiful giver of life,
Gathering home, gathering home.
Up to the dwelling where cometh no strife. T
he dear ones are gathering home.
Chorus-
Gathering home, gathering home,
Never to mrrow ingre, never to…
Beside the Golden Gate
242
Author: Robert McIntyre
I
That fateful day the sea did take
His silver trumpet up to wake
The Mistress of the Keys,
His beauteous bride
who sleeping lay
Beside the door that guards the bay
Amid…
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The Door.
Wirginis Woodward Oloud
95.3
Virginia Woodward Cloud in Harper's Bazar
The door is shut; what lies beyond
I may not see nor know.
Thou of the Past-O dear and fond!
Go not the way I go.
The door is shut and I am blind
To star…
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The Door
Wirginis Woodward Oloud
953
Virginia Woodward Cloud in Harper's Bazar
The door is shut; what lies beyond
I may not see nor know
Thou of the Past-O dear and fond!
Go not the way I go
The door is shut and I am blind
To star if…
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The Beautiful Hills.
457.4
The cities of yore that were reared in crime
And renowned by the praise of seern,
Went down in the tramp of old King Time
To sleep with his gray haired years:
But the beautiful hills rise bright and strong
Thro…
Slide, Kelly, Slide
453.1
I played a game of baseball I belong to Carry's hine-
The crowd was fealing jolly, and the weather l was fine;
A noble lot of players I think were never found
When the omnibuses Ianded that day upon the ground.
The…
Gentle Annie.
344.1
Thou wilt come no more, gentle Anniet
Like a flower thy spirit did depart.
Thou art gone, alns, like the many
That have bloomed in the summer of my heart.
Chorus
Shall we never more behold thee,
Never hear thy winning…
A Child's Prayer
1222
Father, while I pray to Thee,
May Thy love descend on me;
I am but a little child,
Make me strong and pure and mild;
Pardon every wrong I do,
Help me love the good and true;
From Thee comes my dally food,
Loving…
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