m' .^rO^r IMAGE EVALUATION TEST TARGET (MT-3) 4 A A tA fA 1.0 I.I '-IIIIM IIIIM S ilia ||m 2.0 !.8 1.25 1.4 1 1.6 .« 6" ► %. ^. /y •(TA ^% o1 % CM .>■ a/- "-^^ V % 9 M Photographic Sciences Corporation 23 WEST MAIN STREET WEBSTER, NY. 14580 (716) 872-4503 4. > cot of my fa-ther, the dair-y-house nigh it, And e'en the rude bucket that hung in the well. The soon, with the emblem of truth o-ver-flowing, And, dripping with coolness, it rose from the well, The fan - cy re- verts to my fa-ther's plantation, And sighs for the bucket which hung in the well. The k-et, the i - ron-bound bucket, Themoss-cover'd bucket that hung in the well. OoMB JOIN IN Our S0/VG3 A: rqi -^£e^i ■^K=Z^ ^ :53==1=^= itrrt atitc Come, come here; join in our song; While we sing merrily all day long LONDON MUSICAL. Columbia, the Gem of the Ocean. D. T. Shaw. I. Oh, Co-lum-bia, the gem of the ocean. The home of the brave and the free, The i. When war wing'd its wide des-o- la-tion, And threaten'd the land to de - form, The 3. The star-spangled banner bring hither, O'er Columbia's true sons let it wave ; May th> shrine of each pa-triot's de - vo-tion, ark then of freedom's foun - da-tion, wreaths they have won nev- er wither, A world of-fers hom-age to thee. Thy Co - lum-bia, rode safe thro' the storm: With the Nor its stars cease to shine on the brave. May the mandates make he - roes as - sem-ble. When Lib - er-ty's form stands in view ; Thy garlands of vie - t'ry a-round her, When so proudly she liore her brave crew. With her ser - vice u - ni - ted ne'er sev-er, But hold to their colors so true; The m -p— ^ _p_#: 4*=U: ^ i» X X -p-r- y-r -g— g -e- rtfzrfc X X F" banners make flag proudly ar - my and tyr - an float' ing na - vy • ny tremble, be - fore her, for - ev - er. When borne by the red, white and blue, The boast of the red, white and blue, Three cheers for the red, white and blue. When The Three borne by the red, white and blue, boast of the red, white and blue, cheers for the red, white and blue. When borne by the red, white and blue. Thy The boast df the .ed, white and blue. With her Three cheers for the red, white and blue, The ^E -■m-ir :tc:tc X X P - # — p- p p~y ^^=^ :t2=t? ^?-* m banners make tyr - an - ny tremble, flag proud-ly floating be - fore her, ar - my and na - vy for - ev - er. When borne by the red, white and blue. The boast of the red, white and blue. Three cheers for the red, white and blue. LONDON MUSICAL. RULE BRITANNIA. Tnoma* Asm. I. When Ui-iUin fint a. The na-tJons not 3. To thee be • longs •t Heav'n's com jnand, A • rose from out the so blest as thee, Shall in their lurn to the ru - ral reign, Thy cii ies siiall with zure main, A - rose from out the a - zure main, the a - zure main, rants bend, Shall in their turn to ty ■ rants bend, to ty • rants bend, merce shine, Thy cit - ies shall with commerce shine, with com - merce shine. ^^i^ta r- ,1 This was the charter, the charter of the land. And guardian an - gels sung this strain : Whilst thou shah flourish, shalt flourish great and free. And to the weak pro - tec - tion lend. And lands far over, far o'er the spreading main, Shall stretch a hand to grasp with thine. M^Hf f ff ^ ^ i p^FiP'Ji JFF^^ i pB Rule, Bri-tannia, Bri • tannia rules the waves ! Britons nev er shall be slaves. fFi^F i r^^ g pi MUSICAL ALPHABET Childhood Songs b m- , .irr i rrTTf r'i'i i JJ|H, ' , ' n' ^g ^ ^I_. J.>...<....h<., Vo...n> cau \Vko» T ran n( ARC: A B C D E F O. Come, dear teacher, hear me say What I can of AB C: ABCD EFG, Now, my Al-pha- bet is through. Will you hear my sis - ter too? A B C D EFG, X rM.i.iiwJV i rrf ^ 1 ^^ ^\ rrm 1 J K L M N O P; Q R S and T U V, Wrdou-ble-you)and She has said them all to me; Q R S and T U V, W(dou-ble-you) and X Y Z. Now you've heard my ABC, Tell me what you think of, me. X Y Z. Now we've said our A B C, Let us have a kiss from thee. LONDON MUSICAU ■ I IRISH EMIGRANT'S LAMENT, Wm. p.. Dranm. HlLUI SlLIMA SnIIIIDAN. ( Laov Dvf rmiM ) Cm *i/rtuiftt. 1. I'm lining 2. The plac« is 5. Youn wu the 6. I thmnlc you on the stile, Ma • ry, Where we sat side by lit • tie changed, Ma • ry, The dav as bright as brave, good heart, Ma • ry, That still kept hop • ing for the patient smile. When your hear: was fit to side, then, on, break. On The When the When the ^^i=^^^ ^^^m bright May mom lark's loud sone trust in God hun • ger pain was ing. is had long a - go, in my ear, left my soul, gnaw - ing there, When first you were my bride. The And the corn is green a - gain t Put I Aiid my arm's young strength was gone; There was And you hid it for my sake; I :iG?L com was springing fresh and green, And the lark sang loud and miss the soft clasp of your nand. And your breath warm on my com - fort ev - er on your lip, And the kind look on your bless you for thc^ pleasant word, When your heart was sad and high, And the cheek, And I brow; I sore; Oh, I'm red was on your lip, still keep list'ning for bless you for that same, thank - ful you are gone, Ma-ry, the words Ma • ry. Ma- ry, And the love-light in your eye. You nev - er - more will speak, Tho' you can't hear me now, Where grief can't reach you more! And the And I I Oh, I'm yj^ j ^ i gaa;^ rail, ad l». red was on your lip, Ma-rv, still keep list'ning for the words bless you for that same, Ma-ry, thank - ful you are gone, Ma • ry, And the love -light You nev - er • Tho' you can't Where grief can't 1^i^^.^ your will in morte hear reach me you eye. speak. now. mort. -qQ-- LONDON MUSICAL. i^^^^^^^p 3. 'Tis but a Mep (lown yon - der Une, And the lit • tie chvRh Mandt near, ^a 4. I'm ve ■ ry lone ■ ly now, Ma - ry, For the poor make no new friendi, But 7. I'm bidding you a long farewell, My Ma • ry, kind and tn>e, But I'll 8. And often in those grand old woo l^ b* grave -yard lies be- tween, Ma-ry, And my step might break your rest, For I've you were all I had, Ma - ry. My bless- ing-and my pride; There's say there's bread and work for all. And the sun shines al - ways there ; Bui I'll thmk I see the lit • tie stile, Wh'ire we sat side by side; And the ^^^^^— — 5— I— t- — I — I — >-- I iit L . L L~ — ?-— 1 I * P^ :t?=ta: X m ^^ ^^^^ ^ ^^^ ^ laid you, dar • ling, down to sleep. With your baby on your breast, For I've nofh ■ ing left to care for now. Since my poor Ma - ry died. There's not for - get old Ire • land Were it fif - ty times as fair. But I'll springing com, and the bright May morn. When first you were my bride. And the laid you, dar - ling, down to sleep. With your ba • by on your breast, noth • ing left to care for now, Since my poor Ma - ry died, not for - get old Ire - land Were it fif - ty times as fair, springing com, and the bright May mom, When fint you were my bride. _) ■ m — I— j ! 1 — t I ■ I \—w — m — w !■ — ~( 1— LONDON MUSICAL. BEN BOLT. Stmplict. Nelson RmASt. Thomas Dunn English. 1. Oh I don't you remember sweet Alice Ben Bolt, Sweet Alice whose hair was so brown, Who 2. Un - der the hick-o - ry tree, Ben Bolt, Which stood at the foot of the hill, To - 3. And don't you remember the school, Ben Bolt, With the master so kind and so true, And the 4. There is change iu the things I loved, Ben Bolt, They have changed from the old to the new ; But I wept with delight when you gave her a smile, And trembled with f°ar at your geth - er we've lain in the noon-day shade, And listened to Ap - pie -ton' sha • ded nook by the running brook. Where the fairest wild flow'rs feel in the depths of my spir - it the truth. There never was change in frown? 3 mill. grew? you. In the The mill Gra.-is Twelve old church-yard, in the val- ley, Ben Bolt, In a cor-ner ob- scare and a - lone. They have wheel has fall - en to pieces, Ben Bolt, The raft - ers have turn - bled in, And a grows on the master's grave, Ben Bolt, The spring of the brook is dry. And of months twen-ty have past, Ben Bolt, Since first we were friends — yet I hail Thy fit - ted a slab of the granite so gray. And sweet Alice lies un - der the stone. They have qui - et that crawls round the walls as you gaze. Has followed the old - en din, And a all the boys who were schoolmates then, There are on - ly you and I, And of pres-ence a blessing, thy friendship a truth, Ben Bolt of the salt • sea gale. Thy S^^ ^ ? ad libitum. 4N- fit - ted a slab of the granite so gray. And sweet Alice lies un qui - et that crawls round the walls as you gaze, Has fol - lowed the 'old all the boys who were schoolmates then, There are on - ly you presence a bless - ing, thy friendship a truth, Ben Bolt, of the salt • sea der the stone. en din. and I. gale. Pf^^ LONDON MUSICAL. i NOT A SPARROW ^ FALLETH. Franz Abt. W. S Passmorb. , ~^ ^ — 1 ;». pp - W. S Passmorb. I. Not a sparrow falleth, but its God doth know, Just as when His mandate lays a monarch low; .i J. For the God that planted in ihv breast a soul. On His sacred tables doth thy name enroll; pocD animalo. tM, i Not a leaf -let wav • eth, but its God doth see, Cheer thine heart, then trembler, nev-er faith -less be, Think not, then, oh! trembler, God He that mai'ks the sparrow Will p =p=w (•>•«. Pacoiiu aiiiniato. 1 »>- dim. J'/ piu tranquillo. . Ill im-age to a F.i ther's eye; E'en thine hairs are numbered, Trust Him full and free; THB CUCKOO. GiRMAN. m -P2Z ?=: js: =1: 231 4 =pz=z iizp==M-|^__j._arT 2^=*-pp =*rpp=«=t:ig--^^ 1. Cuck-oo. cuck-oo, wel-come thy song I Cuck-oo. cuck-oo, welcome thy song; 2. Cuck-oo, cuck-oo, war- ble a - way, Cuck-oo, cuck-oo, war-ble a • way; J. Cnck-oo, cuck-oo, cease not thy song, Cuck-oo, cuck-oo, cease not thy song; i l=j: ^iC=i=3 Mzzm-i 22: ?=: :t=: irjizzjrrrj: m Win-ter is go • ing. Soft breezes blow- ing, Spring-time, spring time, soon will be here. Bring the sweet flowers, Sunshine and showers, Spring-time, spring-time, do not de • lay. Wbon thou art roaming. Bright days are coming. Spring-time, spring-time, hasten - l»nB- 9 LONDON MUSICAL. THE MAPLE LEAF. PUMO. ALEXANDER MUIR. ^^^^^^^i^^kMwk w^vF-i m^ -*=- li^f^i r„ I -« « T»^: . ■ .1 *«r !■ .• m . .' 1. In VyB of yore, from 2. At QgeenB- ton Heights and 8. Oar fftir Do - mtn - ion 4. On iner ■ ry Eng - land's liri ■ tain's shore, Wolfe the daunt - less Lun-dy's Lane, Our bravo fa - tfaers, now ox • tends From Cajw Race to far-famed land May kind Hea - ven ^^ T utip^irtW -r^- =ii=it 3='"-^ (2- ifel^ig 3 5t 3^ m. ±zz pl^^i^^i he - ro came, And plant - ed firm Bri • tun - niu's ilaf;. On Ca-na-da's fair do- side by side. For free - dom, homes, and lovod onoa dear. Firmly stood and no - - bly Noot - ka Sound ; May peace for e - ver be our lot. And plenteous store a- sweet- ly smile ;' Go(< bless Old Scot -land e - vor - more. And Ire - land's £m - er-ald i ^53^ 1^ ■>>-- fe^^^ rtr;- . main. Here may it wave, our boast, our prido. And joined in love .to - died; And those dear rights which they maintained, We swear to yield them bound: And may those ties of love be ours Which dis- cord can ■ not Isle ,' Then swell the song, both loud and long. Till rocks and tor - esb ^^m^^mm^i I ^ — ^ — ^ *- r ^^:iL :3: :A TZJ- -Sir ^ . ^ 10 LONDON MUSICAL. r===5re: ■^ m T=m m :»-Jztzz 1 F=5= u '^ Keth-or The Thistlo, 8hatn-rook, Rose entwine The Ma -pie Leaf for ev-erl never I Our watchword ev ■ er - more shall be, The Ma- pie Leaf tor ev-»rt se ' ver. And flour-iah green o'er Freedom's home, Tho Ma - pip Leaf for ev-erl qui-ver, Ood save our Queen, and Hea - ven bless The Ma - pie Leaf for ev-erl I Mtw^m=iM0^m^Mt^^^ ~-r ^ ^^ w^^ mr^^ r^- CHORUS. IST & 2nd Temohs, ^m^^^^ 1. The Ma -pie Leaf, 2. The Ma • pie Leaf, 3. The Ma - pie Leaf, 4. The Ma • pie Leaf, BAB8. fT=r ^^k^: ^?=W' o'lr our ein-blem dear. The Ma - pie Leaf em-b!em dear. The Ma - pie Leaf em-blem dear. The Ma • pie tieaf em-blem dear, The Ma • pie Leaf Ood for ev - er I for ev - er I Ood for ev • eri And for ev • er! God ^=ez =1=1:: =t: «p r^=*-- ^—s ^zzTil^SirrzziC :*iirr_-S= :t2z:t Piano. ^^^m^^^m t^*l^PW^Wl#*^ ±-£. ^^li^^i^il^^Hii — v—^- save our Quoen, and Hea • ven bless The Ma - pie Leaf Bftvo our (Jueen, mid Hea - ven bless The Ma - pie Leaf flour - ish Kreen o'er Freedom's liDine, Tbo JIii - jilo Leaf save our Qiiecn, iiiul Ilea - ven blesa The Ma - pie Leaf for for for tor ev - er! ev - er' ev - erI ev - er! gg^ ==r^^^ E^EgEEg^ziSE T *z==.e. T- I I -^ -^ -^ -^ -W ' -t^ -5^ 3 h-----^- n LONDON MUSICAL. JESUS, TENDER SHEPHERD J. B. DvKis. ^y l ii-i-i ^^ I. Je ■ sus, ten • der Shep - herd, hear me, Bleu Thy lit • lie lamb to - night: f 7.. All this day Thy hand hath led me, And I thank Thee for Thy care; '■ 3. Let my sins be all for - giv - en, Bless the friends I love so well , $ •Et it: ^5 T it^m *=*=r^=^ Thro' the dark-ness be Thou near me, Keep me safe till morn ■ ing light. Thou hast warmed me, clothed and fed ine, Lis - ten tc my eve • ning prayer. Take us all at last to Heav - en, Hap • py there with Thee to dwell. Ei5i33 ^pi After Showers the Tranquil Sunt. i t/ :^^=^ te3= Andante con espressi -^ ^ S^ ^: ^=i!: ^=5=: Andante con espretsi ^"^ -jp- "^^« " I ^ -^ ~^^' 1. Af-ter showers, the Iran • quil sun; Af • ter snow, the em • 'raid leaves ; Sil - ver 2. Af-ter knell, the wed -ding bells; Af - ter bud, the ra - diant rose; Joy - ful £2_ Stars when day is done; Af • ter bar -vest, gold -en sheaves; Af ter clouds, the greet - ings from fare -wells; Af • ter weep -ing, sweet re pose; Af • ter bur -den, ^ g=f #^#-^r^y t? — N" : gsr te jpr ipi & 1 ^ ^ :f=ff: p— y :^=:pr £i ^ ^i ^ ?^^ ■^ I vio - let sky; Af • ter tern • pest, lull of waves; Qvii - et woods when bliss - ful meed; Af -ter flight, the down-y nest; Af - ter fur row, winds go by; Af • ter bat-tie, peaceful graves ; Af - ter bat-tie, peaceful graves, wak-ing seed; Af - ter shadowy riv-er — rest, Af - ter shadowy riv - er — rest ^^f^— F :ff=ff= I *2= W mw-' LONJ>ON MUSICAL. THE BETTER LAND. Mrs AHKWRir.HT. Felicia Humavs 1. I hear thee speak of the bet - ter land. Thou call"st its children a 2. Is It where the feath - er ■ y palm • trees rise, Andthe date grows ripe under 3. Is it far a - way in some re • gion old. Where the riv ers \vander o'er 4. Eye hath not seen it, my gen - tie boy, Ear hath not heard its sweet > ?• iM J —^ 1 fc~^ r—]^— J^J^L— ^-d^^'^n . --^^ N 1— — fc~1M _ K 5— md -^-;— i^bSir^-^-J-^-^- F*^*~r~« =d^r ; hap - sun - sands songs py band; Moth - er, oh! where is that ny skies? Or midst the green is- lands of of gold, And the burn - ing rays of the of joy; Dreams cannot pic • ture a — i_ _Sl .'ij" r-^'^'~^m — « — **»T _ ^ff^ ra - diant shore ? gilt - t'ring seas; ru - by shine, world so fair. Where And the Sor fe^- r — te — r^ — Hi — — m 1 ^ — ) M 1 1_ ^ W r — -r~r- - |w:_^ — w — — 1» — ' ^ - r 1^— 1*» — f — ■ — u- -- y- 6— 5^- - 1 > ¥ '^ Shall we not seek it and weep no more? Is it where the flower of the fra - grant for - ests per • fume the breeze, And strange, bright birds on their di - a - mond lights up the se - cret mine, Andthe pearl glows forth from the row and death may not en - ter there, Time may not breathe on its :» — U— i< =^tc ^^=4^ ^^^4^^^ $ «;=i: ^^ ^=FSl= i^^ i=r or - ange blows, And the fire - flies dance in the myr - tie boughs? N'ot star - ry wings. Wear the rich hues of all glorious thinys? Not cor - al strand. Is it there, sweet mother, that bet - ter land ? Not fade - less bloom; For be - yond the clouds and be- yond the tomb. It is r—r -- i==t r r m 5 = 1* b~ :1g: ^f^^ $ ^ a#ga :i-^Pt: thei-e! not there! my child, Not there! not there! my child, Not there! not there! my child, Not there! it is there! my child. It is *=r there I not there ! not there! not there! it is there ! my there ! my there ! my there! my :hild. child, child, child. 13 LONDON MUSICAL. Mother. Are There Anqels Dwelunq? t M ^J-rJ ^ m 3(=«t: ^^^fe^^ii tfc^; ■ ar a-y 1. Mother, are Ihtre an -gels dwelling In that beaming star a - bove ? Do they ev • er, 2. Mother, was it they who gave you So much love and care for me? How I wish, as 3. Mother ^^^^^ bAJ-L^M^ 1^ U U" h I T- : la - by, Bye,bye, bye.bye, bye, by*! bye, bye, bye. rocke'd to sleep Her child with this lul ac-centsfaint, Her tender, sweet lul • la • by, Bye, bye, bye, bye, bye, bye, bye, byej bye, ^^-m^ ^m -y — t^ — w w- r-tr ^ f t=k=£- A little /oiter. bye, bye, bye, bye, bye. I ? I u Bye, byt, drow-si-nesso'er-tak-ing. Pretty lit -tie eye-lids -I — V ^ :f^^ ^ 1 6^ sleep. Bye, bye, w.ifching till thou'rt waking; Darling, be thy slum- ber deep. S'kZ" "C±dr — r! r — \ \ _ !_ ' 1 — •< 1 r*— *— ^— «— ^ ■m—r0'^^m-^ n 16 i LONDON MUSICAL. OUR MOTHER'S WAY. Cavid Ln. UiHlina. WW ^ WW ^ WW ^^ Andantino I. (Jit wUbin our lit tic collage, As the sliaiious tently fall, 2. If our homo be bright and cheery. If it hold a welcome true. Opening wide its door of greeting uentiy laii. While the sunlight touches softly ilcome true. Opening wide its door of greeting 3. Sometimes wlun our hcarlsgrow weary. Or our task seems very long.When our burdens look loo heavy, \ s s One sweet face u|) - on the wall. Do we gather there together, And To the many — not the few; If we share our Father's bounty Willi And we deem the right all wrong, Then we gain anew fresh courage, As in qui - et tender tone, the needy, day by day, we rise, to proudly say : S:t-J?= — >^— t^— 1^— t^- h^ Sl^g^^ Askeacholherkind forgiveness Forthewrongthateachhasdone, Should you wonder at this custom 'Tis because our hearts remember 'I'his was ever mother's way. Thus we keep her mem'ry precious, "Let us do our duty bravely. This was our dear mother's way." Thus we keep hermem'ry precious. k i^ k In* dim ^-l-3^K t^B^i ^ •HH-gfa- : • - - w '^ f^ ^ - - \^ "'•^•p- At the ending of the day, five and voice would quickly answer," It was once our mother's way." While we never cease to pray, That (he evening find us waiting To go home our mother's way. While we never tease to pray, That the evening find us wailing To go home our mother's way. GOOD NIGHT. ii^i^ iJ hh A ^m ing light, Now to all a kindgoodnight.Sweetly sleep till morning light. Till morning light. To all good i rr ' t i 'i n fe^^g^^ ^ ^ ^ rJ • 35 24= ?^*si^ night ; Sweetly sleep till morning iight.Good night, good night, Good night, good night, good night, good night. I I' — n i p ^ \ r d\^ ^ ■ ^\^ "^ 10 , LONDON MUSICikL. COME BACK TO ERIN. Mm. C. Barnaro, I. Come back to E ■ rin, Mavoumeen, Mavourneen, Come back, Aroon, to the land of thy birth, 2 O • ver the green sea, Mavourneen, Mavoumeen, Long shone the white sail that bore thee a -way, ), Oh, may the an -gels o' wak -in' and sleepin', Watch o'er my bird in the land far a - way. 'Vr F"?l Pf 'f^ Come with the shamrocks and spring-time, Mavourneen, And it's Kil-larney shall ring with our mirth. I spnng-time, Mavourneen, And it's Kil-lar-ney snail rmg \ Rid • ing the white waves that fair summer mom -in' Just like a May flow'r a- float on the bay. And it's my pray'rs will consign to their keep - in' Care of my jew - el by night and by day. ^ 5^ ^'^J:;vi'^ig'^^^3 :^ti::St Sure, when we lent ye to beau -ti - ful England, Lit - tie we tho't of the lone win-ter days. Oh, but my heart sank when clouds came between us, Like a grey cur -tain, the rain falling down. When by the fire - side I watch the bright embers, Then all my heart flies to England and thee. Wz sz ^^ Uli i ^ ^i ^^^^ 4f^fe^ -M»r Lit • tie we tho't of the hush of the star-shine O ver the mountain, the bluffs and the brays ! Then Hid from my sad eyes the path o'er the o-cean, Far, far away,wheremy Colleen had flown. Then Cravin' to know if my dar-lin' re-members. Or if hertho'tsma^becross-in' tome Then Kfnrf i rp irr i f ^KifurF"! Animalo conie back to E - rin, Mavoumeen, Mavourneen, Come back again to the land of , thy birth. ^Itffif^^^fff-gi^r'iiXi^ rjrjjiji/ i jjijj^ ^ Come back to E*- rin, Mavoumeen, Mavoumeen, And it's Killar • ney shall ring with our mirth. 17 LONDON MUSICAL, SWEETHEARTS YET. Htream of life sweet to rest tru<9 the sil glides OD, my dear, As my . hand in yours, And vp r streaks the gold , For years and years go sppak of by -gone time will have its by, Bot days, Of way, But days of youth seem con- slant lure thut love's first words, so «v - er near, Al - tho' its ro - ses did Our still en-dures, And per - feet trust dis - plays! Old coy - ly told. Are with us both to - day! The love is just the sam'e, you know, Un - tingd by on() ro - gret, . As scenes now greet my sight a -gain. Those scenes I neer for - get, They fleet - iiig years may pass a - long, Till life's fair sun shall set, But LONDON MUSICAL. in lh« van whi-d lonK « - Ifo, For we are HWoxl-hearts yd did nut hear' our vows io vain, For we are sweel-heartii y«|. juvs shall Htill our path wayitbroni^Far we are nwoet-h«artM yet. 19 LONDON MUSICAL. MARSEILLES RouoiT Di l.nau, 1791 . :-8: ±SEB^- I. \ e sons of France, awake to glo • ry ! Hark, hark I what niyriofls but you rise 1 Vour childreni 3. With lux-u - ry and priilc sur - rounded, The vile, in s,i • liato dcs.jHJtstlarc, Their thirst foi 3. Oh, Li'i-er • ty 1 can man resign ihce, Once haviiiu kit tliy gen'rnus damei' Can dungeons. fM^^^ wives, and grand-sires hoary: Behold their tears,and hear their cries, Behold their tears and hear tneir gold and ix>w - er unbounded. To mete and vend the light and air. To mete and vend the light and bolts and bars con -fine thee ? Or whips thy no- ble spir- It tame? Or whips thy no-ble spir - it .B:'*!=S::Sf^.£^:B: Si.^r.'rSi Si.'-f-f- -ff-^ 3?r. «/ cries 1 Shall hateful tyrants mis- chief breed -ing. With hireling hosts, a ruf-fian band, Af < air. Like beasts of burden would they load us, Like gods would bid their slaves adore; But tame? Too long the world has wept be - wail - ing That falsehood's dagger tyrants wield ; But ^^^^^^^^^^^^m fright and desolate the land. While peace and liberty lie bleeding! To orms, toarms.yef man is man, and who is more 2 Then shall they longer lash and goad us? To arms, to arm» ye freedom is our sword and shield, And all their arts are unavailing: To arms, td arms, ye 11 brave I Th' aveng - ing sword unsheathe I March on, March on. ~^ ^^^^^S^E^ s>- ^^ all hearts re - solved On vie to - ry or aeath I ^^-^^Ej ^g^^f ' f g: ^ 90 LONDON MUHICAl.. ALICE. WHERE ART THOU? J. Amhii. w GuiaNBiv. AniitiHli coH tj/iiiiiii'H*. 1. riicljir(l>ski[inn; Kcn-tly. Sweet I. u • na (;le.imeth bright, Her rays tinge ihe for - est. And 2. The sil - vcr rain fiill ■ ing Just as it falleth now; And all things sleep gen lly! Ahl ^^ T i^J J.£7?lj^^ all seems glad to-night. The wind sighing by me. Cool • ine my fevcr'd brow; The Al - ice, where art thou? I've sought thee by lake-let, I've sought thee on the hill. And i>"FFFg i p>*^Ci^p:^ i ppf f-A^i\ J J: J i J p'Vj i j ^ - Ji J t;g^ stream flows as ev • er. Yet, Al - ice, where art thou ? One yiar back this e • ven, And in the pleas - ant wildwood. When winds blew cold and chill; I've soup'^' thee in for -est; I'm NrTrtcrppyFF rf' fcir rfiiqr^ £ -^ f i~¥ I JJ I thou wert by my side, look - ing heav'n - ward now, i m-^n bgjtlpt ^«=iF And I'm ^^fFF -r > J!i^ thou wert by my side, look - ing heav'nward now, ^ ^ ?=s= z: 22: .i=J: 3* S ^^ ■" — •-- m-'^-w to love mc ; One year past this e - ven, And 'mid the siar-shine, — I've sought thee in for - est, I'm ing there S ^ m f "t^.1 iij II '.i.VjJJiLniJ^Ujii thou wert by my side. Vow- ing to love me, Al-ice, what - e'er might be - tide look - ing heav'nward now. Oh ! there a - mid the sUr-shine, Al - ice, I know, art thou ^^ y y y ^^ 31 LONDON MUSICAL. Friends that We Never Forget. Alicb Hawthokri. Sbt. WtNim, by per. Modtrato. I I II i - ^ ~. , r- ■ I. There are friends that we nev - cr for - get, a. There are friends that we nev - er for - get, There are hearts that we ev - er hold Tho' the seas may di - vide us for 'yg; i ^fii"'f'ri<^)^ff-;f dear; years Tho' we meet with a kiss in a moment of bliss, Yet we part with a sigh and a Yet we lin - ger a - part with a sor - rowing heart, In an absence that on - ly en < ^ ^-^f ? f lf^-^#fff ^Iff f4p^ sz^ tear. Oh, we learn our first les - son of love, At the home where our childhood is dears. There are friends that we never for - get, There are hearts that we ev - er hold passed, And we nev-er for • get t' ' we part with re - gret, The friends of our youth till the dear, Tho' we find but a few wh>- are earn - :;st and true, Oh, how sweet 'tis to know them so Ourus. last near, \ There are friends, there are friends that we never forget ; There are hearts that we ever hold dear, Tho' we meet with a kiss, in a moment of bliss. Yet we part with a sigh and a tear. r !^ tm m m 9 1 — t^v-H — r mi^ft LONDOV Ml'StCAL o : THE DEAR LITT..E SHAMROCK. J W. CHIMV. Modtrala' 1. There'sa dear lit tie plant that grows in our isle, 'Twas Saint Patrick him-self, sure, that 2. That dear lit -tie plant still grows in our land, Fresh and fair as the daughters of 3. TTiat dear little ' • • :--/•- :• «..l-_ •. ..^ , ... .. . plant that springs from our soil, When its three lit • tie leaves are ex ^wr^ i f-fff-f i fFfif ffifff i fffr set it; And the sun on his la - bor with pleasure did sir.ile. And with dew from his E - rin, Whose smiles can bewitch and whose eyes can command. In each climate thejr tended, De ■ notes from the stalk we to - geth-er should toil, And ourselves by our - eye oft - ev - er selves be ap-pear m. befriended. 1/ . It shines thro' the bog, thro' the brake, and the mireland, And he For they shine thro' (he bog, thro' the bi ake, and the mireland. Just And slill thro' thebog, thro' the brake, and the mireland, From ^ 1- ^^^-^PP^^g^ ra//. a tempo. call'd it like their one root s the dear lit • tie shamrock of Ireland, The dear lit ■ tie sham ■ rock, the own dear lit - tie shamrock of Ireland, The dear lit • tie sham -rock, the hould branch, like the shamrock of Ireland, The dear lit - tie sham -rock, the sweet lit • tie sham -rock, The dear lit - tie, sweet lit - tk sham-iock of Ireland. l ^rfrif"ftTr^ r rtif^=m ^ BEAUTIFUL SEA. Keau - ti • fill sea, beau - ti ■ ful sea, ^ Oh, how I love on ihv Uo ■ 50m to roam, Foaniins and free, foaming and free, 'There is my rest - iiv.; ^jljcc, uherc is my home. O - ver llio deep sloriny winjs sweep. Fly - ing a - way o'er the foam -crested wave. O • V r tlic decji fierce - ly ihey leap, liut in our good ship the dan - ger we'll brave. 23 LONDON MUSICAL AUNT JEMIMA'S PLASTER. -izzt'-t-t-t-t- ;r^rnfc=1t3v [=4 Aniiitato. ^ w - w i 1. Aunt Je - mi - ma she was old, But very kind nnd clever; 2. She had a sis - ter ve • ry tall, And if she'd kept on prowing, 3. There wasathief that, night and da;;, Kept stealini; from his ucighlxirs; 4. Ilor neijjhbor had a Thomas cat That ate like an - y t»liitton; 5. Now, if you have a dnjj or cat, A luishand, wife, or lov - er, \__V— JK S-r • She had a no - lion She might have been a Hut none could hnd the It nev - er caught a That voii would wish to -(•- -0- -0- m. « -P- ■<•- -^ -*- -*- m ■*- ^- ••- ■'•- • ■* of her own gi - ant now ; ris • cal o'lt, mou.-.e or ral, keep at home, mm. Tiial she would marry nev-cr: 111 fact, there is no knowing. With all their tricks and labors: Hut stole both milk and multun. This plaster just dis - cov - cr; ti»— 1>» -I — I -, 1 -_| u, :;5==1^=1tziv=:: -l?-v- She said All of She set To keep it home stie And if yuu wish to ^. ^. -«. ^. .0t. that she would live in peace. And a sud-den she became Of lra|) up.- on her slop, And tried l.er best, lint live in peace, A- ItlzSi < 1* e^ 1 -t»»-|^ ,S— S--K none should be her own height c:iu.i';iit him with ne'er could be void ■ i:ig all her nia--ter; the master, a plaster; the master, dis - as - ter, =f ; She made her living day by day And all because upon each fiKit The more be 11 ied to get a-wav, Un - til she siuck it to tlic flour In scU-ing of a plaster, je • mi - ma |nit a plasler. The more he stuck the faster. Willi .Aunt Jemima's plaster. Take my advice, and (ry theslrcnglh f)f Aunt Jc'- minia's jjlaster. — j^-t^— 1^ — ^-1 L ^\^—i^ ^w—^—w—^-^ Chorus Sheepskin and beeswax Made this awful plaster, The more you try to get it off The more it flicks the f.sstf r — •-•--•-V '-i*»->-b»Ti»-^ ' c^-,^-- Cj^-j^.|^ j^-c ,ru THE LITTLE BEE f Thi» lit . lip hiwv hp*» .Ah' bee Abroad doth roam thro' all the day, On airy wing thro' m ^ roam .Amid the rirhes of the fwld ? Anil frnm the flowt-rsili.Tt sw 1. The lit - tie busy bee Abroad doth roam thro' all the day, On airy wing thro' meadows gay, 2. Who taught it thus to roam Amid the riches of the field ? And from the floiversthal sweets do yield 3. It learned from God alone. He put the sweets w iihin the flower, He «ends the bee to drain its store, .■ . . - - rt==t:t=: To , To And ■ ^-^- ^^M^^^^^Mmmum bring its honey home, To bring its honey home. To i^ 1^ ^ ^ ^ m -m. M. M- ^. .0- -0- ^^— ?— 5— ?— I* bring its hon • ey home. .f u LONDON.IMUSICAL. M^ PADDLE YOUR OWN CANOE. -J- I '^ ^ ^ H. Clifton. 1. I've traveled a -bout a bit in my time, And of troubles I'vetseen a 'few; But 2. It's all ver - y well to depend on a friend, That is, if you've proved him true; But you'll 3. If a hur-:.- cane rise in the mid-day skies. And the sun be lost to view; Move ^ I u u ;rf w-e- i^ > > pq?=f^ ^ m ' m pzXViW^ij z ^^ ^^ p found it bet - ter in ev - 'ry clime. To pad - die my own ca - noe. My find it bet - ter by far in the end To pad - die your own ca - noe. To stead - i ly by with a stead - fast eye, And pad - die your own ca ■ .joe. The 1 ^ gf^ FiHgf i ^'U U ^ 1 k-M» i : :^ J|j:dj i i ^^E. wants tliey are small, I care not at all, If my debts are paid when due. I bor - row is dear-er b^' far t. -n to buy, A max - im, though old, still true; You dai - sies that grow in tlie bright, green fields Are blooming full sweet for you ; So ^ tf=e i^-^i^ — k^ 1E±* ^ I CMtrut, drive a - way strife, in the o-cean of life. While I pad-die nev - er will sigh if you on - ly will try To pad - die nev • er sit down with a tear or a frown. But pad -die my own ca - noe. Then your own ca - noe. Then your own ca - noe. Then Wi* ! -• L r ^ Sz: w » >» t» ir~ L L L Lig g g g g gir -g-"!-* r p\t^ ^^=^ »^ '^^ ^^^ ^ ^^i^tH^^-MJm love your neighbor as your - self. As the world you go trav -,el - ing through; And ttM^^^P^^^^ nev - er sit down with a tear or a frown, But pad - die your own ca - not >5 LONDON MUSICAL. LISTEN TO THE MOCKING BIRD. Modtrato Alice Hawthornb. 1. I'm dreaming now of Hal • lie, 2. Ah ! well 1 yet re - roem-ber, 3. Whenthe charms of spring awaken, sweet Hal - lie, re • mem-ber, a - wak - en, w sweet Hal -lie, I'm dreaming now of re - mem-ber. Ah! well I yet re- a - waken, When the channs of spring a> bj^toxc I ^ ^f^ Hal - lie, For the thought of her is one that nev - er dies; She's sleep -ing in the xnem-ber. When we gathe-.ed m the cot -ton side by side; *Twas in the mild Sep wak - en. And the mocking bird is sing - ing on the bough, I feel like one for - val - ley, tern - her, sak - en, tie val - ley, Sep - tern - ber, for • sak - en, the val • ley, She's sleeping in the val - ley, And the Sep - tem-ber, 'Twas in the mild Sep - tern - ber. And the for - sak - en, I feel like one for - sak - en, Since my mocking bird is singing where she lies mocking bird was singing far and wide. Hal • lie is no longer with me now 1^ Listen to the mocking bird, Listen to the Listen to the mocking bird, Listen to the Listen to the mocking bird, Listen to the mock -ing bird, The mock -ing bird still sing -ing o'er her grave; Lis -ten to the mocking bird. Listen to the mocking bird, Still singing where the weeping willows wave. > L L L Lr k-vi-C- fl=:ir^ -V ^ u 26 LONDON MUSICAL. THE LAST ROSE OF SUMMER. t-o-^smoo... 1. 'Tis the last rose of summer, Left 2. I'll not leave thee, thou lone one. To 3. So soon may I foUlOw, \Vhen friendships de blooming a pine on the §^^PPP^ lone; All her lovely com - stem, Since the lovely are cay, And from love's shining panions Are sleeping. Go cir - cle The fad • ed and sleep thou with gems drop a gone them; way; io flow-er of her kindred. No Thus kind-ly I scatter Thy When true hearts lie withered, And s^^^^ rose-bud is nigh, leaves o'er the bed, fond ones are flown. To re-flect back her blushes. Or give sigh for sigh. Where thy mates of the garden Lie scent ■ less and dead. Oh, who would in • hab-it This bleak world a -lone I THE GOLDEN RULE. School Songs. 1. To do to others as I would That they should do to me, Will make me honest, kind and good, As 2. We never should behave amiss, Nor need be doubtful long; As we may always tell by this,' If 3. 1 know I should not steal, or use The smallest thingi see, Which 1 should never like to lose', If ^^m &Jj-g--| ! L-K- -p=n children ought to be. Will make me hon- est, kind and good. As children ought to be. things are right or wrong, As we may al-ways tell by this, If things are right or wrong, it be -longed to me, Which 1 should never like to lose. If it belonged to me. Nor others should I treat with spite. Or strike an angry blow ; Because I would not think it right, If they should serve me so. Rut any kindness they may need, I'll do, whate'er it be; As I am very glad, indeed. When they are kind to me. 27 Then let me ne'er at home, at school In action or in word, Appear not to have learned this rule Of the dear Christ, the Lord. LONDON MUSICAL. Within a Mile of Edinboro Toiv/v-THirAru"^^;;''^, 1. 'Twaswith-in a mile of Ed -in - bo - ro' town. In the ro - sy lime of llie 2. Jock - ie was a wag that nev-er wad wed. Though lang hehad fol - low'dthe 3. But when he j^owed he wad make her his bride. Though his flocks and htrds were not 0-, fg^ m^^mm year, Sweet flow - ersbloom'd.and the grass was down. And lass; Con • tented she earn'd and ate her brown bread, And few, She gie'd him her hand and a kiss be - side, And IMlMli'i^^^ each shepherd woo'd his nier • ri - ly turn'd uplhe vowed she'd for-ev - er be — f dear. Bon - nie Jockie, bhtlie and gay. Kissed young Jennie making hay; 'llie lassie blu^h'd. grass. Bon -nie Jockie, bhthe and free, Won lier heart right nier - ri - ly; Yel still she blush'd, true. Bon - nie Jockie, bhiheand free, Won htr heart right mcr - ri - Iv ; Al kirk she no ^^^^ andfrowningcned, " Na, na.it winna do; I can-na, canna, winna, winna, maunna buckle to." and frowning cried. '• Xa, na.il win nado; I can-na, c.iiina. winna, winna, mr.unna buckle to." moiefrowningcriL(l,"Na,na,it winnado; I can-na. cp.n.n.i, winna. winna. maunna buckle to.' i^ U k ' What Care We for Gold and Silver. Lttllb Folks. m - f^ — h- sil • ver ? What care we •r .r 1*-- i=t for house or land? For ships on the o - cean, What care we for ships on the o - cean, On - ward go ing, hand in hand? KWSFML I LONDON MUSICAL. AULD LANG SYNE. Slow. RuBBKT BvRin. 1. Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to mind? Should auld acquaintance 2. We twa ha'e run a - boot the braes, And pu'd the gowans fine; But we've wander'd mon/a. 3. We twa ha'e sported i' the burn I'rae mornin' sun till dine. But seas between u? 4. And here's a hand, my trusty frien', And gie's a hand 0' thine ; We'll tak' a cup P Chorus. CACTUS. 1^ be for • got. And days of auld lang syne ? wea - ry foot Sin' auld lang syne braid ha'e roared Sin' auld lang syne kind-ness yet, For auld lang syne I For auld lang syne, my dear. For ^^ ■4- ^E^ » ^ ^ s Xe/tat Chonu ff- fe^'/«n.^^ i j-ii auld lang syne ; We'll tak' a cup o' kind-ness yet For auld lang syne --^- ^ m \ ■ - _ _' K i I =^ 3 W-Jl-V-Hfe ^ Eg P^ i LOVE SMILES NO MORE. I if:^ Desmond Rvan. Ahistrom. Swedish. est moderato. I :^: k. ~ t=^ Aloderato] [^ — 1. Love smiles no more, Hope's light is gone, Pleas-ures are o'er, Sor-rowsccme on' 2. By those glad bow'rs, Where oft we roved In youthful hours, Loving and loved- 3. Mem-'ry a - lone Lends one blest thought, Love calls its own. With rapture fraught- ' ^ Life in Its fu -ture,no bliss can im ■ part. Since fate hath sundered wide heart from heart Ah! ne'er a - gain joy bids us to meet. Seal • ing our hearts with vows so sweet Yes! thou wilt welcome the tear and the sigh. Grieving o'er joys and days gone by ^Bte tE*: M.-B:-ft ■M-K,.. w^ LONDON MUdlUAL. eVEN/NQ HViyiN. ^ J. EltHTOM, iMt, "SoNct WfTMoirr Wobm." Iflljlj j^,lll ll|ljj,llljlljlj;l| I. Sa-Tiour, a gain *r\ thy dear name we raise 3. Grant ui thy peace up -on our homeward way; 3. Grant as thy pcaie, Lord, through the com - ing night, 4. Grant us thy peace throughout our earth - ly fife, tito-PiP f-l^fif-f-f-f ^ t With on9 ac With Thee be Turn thou for Our balm in J ^ ^-^^-jUJ^I^j-jl"^: J l j j j J IS w cord our part - ing hymn gun, with Thee shall end us its darkness in - sor - row, and our stay of praise; We stand to the day; Guard Thou the to light; From harm and in strife; Then, when thy bless thee ere our worship lips from sin, the hearts from dan - gerkeep thy children voice shall bid our conflict mf=F ir p 2± p ^^^^^m Ijjzi ir-— ^ fe ^ — j : 1 '^rT=T^ » gg? cease, Then, low - ly kneel - ing, wait thy word of peace, shame. That in this house have called up - on thy name, free. For dark and light are both a - like to Thee, cease. Call us, O Lord, to thine e - ter - nal peace. m mr-^f-^f^^J^ ^^^ s A • men. jea. zsx. T3L THE JOLLY JESTER. Old Drrrv. 1. O dear six • pence, I've got 2. O dear four -pence, I've got 3. O dear two-pence, I've got 4. O dear noth • ing, I've got six - pence, I love six-pence as I love four-pence, I love four-pence as I love two-pence, I love two-pence as I love noth -ing. What will noth - ing buy for my life; my life; my life; my wife ? ^ ^u^^^ktm ^ ^ ' 1 ^ '| J4.*^ I'll spend a penny on't, and I'll lend a pen-ny on't. And I'll car- ry four-pence home to my wife. I'll spend a penny on't, and I'll lend a pen-ny on't, And I'll car- ry two-pence home to my wife. I'll spend a penny on't, and I'll lend a pen-ny on't. And I'll car - ry noth - ing home to my wife.- I have noth - ing, I spend noth - ing, I love nothing bet - ter than my wifei m^^f^^Pm s 1 30 LONDON MUSICAL. ALL'S WELL. Andanli. J^ }. Braham. I. De-sert-ed by the wa -nine moon, When skies proclaim night's cheerless noon On a. Or sail • ing on the mid • ni ght deep, Wnile wea • ry messmates soundly sleep, Tho i=»=F«±S5f=-:^«.— '--*-^ ^•** ^^- * ^mtm^^^^^m^^ r.^^^ tow - cr, fort, or tented ground. The sentry walks his lonely round.The sen - try walks his careful watch patrols the deck. To guard the ship from foes or wreck,To guard the ship from ■••• ■*■ ■>*•• •*■ -fr-f- -m---^ •m.-4L ^'^ jt. ^*-,»-. . ^.a ■^ ^iS& r^- =^^ lone- ly round, The sen. - try walks his lone - foes or wreck, To ^uard the ship from foes gggggg^^^ m , The To guard 33ht EtE8^ ^Eg-; ly round. And should a footstep or wreck. And while his thoughts oft ::t=. fc=i 5^4- i:E=»L: I P J^r^H^ i&-^/=-A=^f^i^=«dV^^ /^ J» [What there ? Stranger, quickly tell! A friend. The word ? Good-night. All's., well, All's.. cheer ? Brother, quickly tell! A-bove. Be - low.> Good-night._. All 's .. well. All's. te^l — ar~ -^-^ht- ?^ -:^^: SzLztiiE^ i — t^- hfz: ifrrfzfqrt— rt .r5 ititi ut ind I- isl PPfpi^i^ . ind "S^ Bijth. tr wHl. The word,Good-night ? AU.all 's well, well, A _.p. bove, Be -^m^^ low, All, all's weU I I L*y <^^^ •••'^ r=F»=Fa i: The effect U better when the voices answer each other in duet in the last bfscet as indicated. SI LONDON IIUBICAU HOME, SWEET HOME. John Howard P*Tit>. t — ^ I. 'Mid pieu • ure» and pal . a . aces though we may roam, Be it ev a. I gaie on the moon as I tread the drear wild, And feel 3. An ex - ile from home, splendor daz - jles in vaint Oh, give r^a f * ^ . ^ — ( ■ ( • . ra f > » , ra J3L er «o that my * me my P'^ el J My i ^\j-* ^-u- ^^ ^^ m hum bie. there's no place like home ; A charm from the skies seems to hal • low us inoih • er now ihmks of her child ; As she looks on that moon from our own cottage low - ly thatch'd cot - tage a - gain ; The birds singing gaily, that came at my n W 3= E m f* ; * J i ^^ J J \j^j^-^*^ ^ there. Which, seek thro' the world, is ne'er met with elsewhere. Home, home, duor. Thro' the wood-bine whose fragrance shall cheer me no more. Jlome, home, call; Give me them, and that peace of mind, dear - er than all. Home, home. Wl sweet, sweet home. There's no place like home, Oh, there's no place like homt. * :ff: ^ - , i i^ar I p m :p2 jg^ inlg: iS2_ «=S !rSz:=? •IS- BIRDIE SWEET. f Childhood Songs. ^ is: m^ !*• I U U 1^ l^ Thlowing. 1. Birdie sweet, birdie sweet, Where may you be going? From the North, hasten South, Autumn winds are 2. Birdie sweet, birdie sweet, Whenyouarereturning,Flytome,letmeseeWhatnewsongsyou'relearning. Haste along, haste along. Soon 'twill be cold weather, Should you stay you may be Frozen limband feather. Come again, come again, Soon 'twill be spring weather. Chirp for me songs so free, Kird of golden feather. ^£ Ez: -V-l^ ^^i ^ U '' " 32 LONDON MUSICAL. PAT MALLOY. Dion DowacAOLT. feA^^ j i Je bttn^fe^^^ I. At sixteen years of age 3. Oh, England is a 3. From Ireland to A • mer Ut I was my mother's fair-haired boy, She kept pur ■ ty place, of goold there is no lack, I trudged from York a ■ cross the seas I roam, And ev •«y tie to (hil • ling huckster shop, Her name , it was Mol -Icy; "I've fourteen children, Pat," says she^" which London with my scythe npi • on my back; The English girls are beau- ti • ful, their that I get, ah, sure I send it home; Me mother could not write, but one there heav'n to me has sint. But chil - der ain't like pigs, you know — they cannot pay the loves I don't decline. The eat • ing, and the drinking too, is beau - ti - ful and came from Father Boyce ; " Oh, heaven bless you, Pat," says she — I hear me mother's rint '. " She gave me ev - 'ry shilling bright that she had in the till, And kissed me fif - ty fine; But in a cor-ner of my heart, which no - bo - dy can see. Two eyes of I • rish voice! But now I'm going home a - gain, as poor as I be-gan, To make a hap-py m^^^^^m -^ =^-f: times or more, as if she'd never get her fill, "Oh, heaven bless you, Pat," says she, "and blue are always peep-ing out at me! Oh, Molly, dar- lin', nev - er fear, I'm girl of Moll, and sure 1 think I can. Me pockets they are emp • ty, but me ^^m don't forget, my boy. That ould Ireland is your country, and your name is Pat Mai - loy ! " still your own dear boy — Ould Ireland is me country, and me name is Pat Mai - loy. heart is filled with ioy ; For ould Ireland is me country, and me name is Pat Mai -loy. ^^^^m LONDON M17SICA1. CHEER. BOYS, CHEER. H. RVMILL. Chaklii Mackat. t7 Soldi*. ^^^^^m Boldly. 1, Che«r, boys, cheer, no more ui i • die Kor • row, Courage! true hearts ihall 2. Cheer, boys, cheer, the stend ■ y brec7,e is blow • ing, To flont us free • ly ,5_ — 3*- -f -r ._«-_« g^N^g^g Jifeg^^ -r T»-: -r- i^fe fa^i^as^ ^ ^^f ^ij ^f ^^ bear us on our way; Hope point « li- ■ fore and shows the bright to - mor - row; o'er the o - cean's breast ; The world sh.ill fol low in the track we're go • ing. £-=S^ f=Ei: Jim- ^^^^^^^^^^m Let us for • pet the dark - ness of to - day. So fare - well, En(;land, The star of Em - pirc glit • ters in the West. Here we had toil and ^^^mm^^^0^ i » — n r ^^^^^0^^^^^^ much as we a-dore lliec. We'll dry the tears that we have shed be- fore; lit - tie to le-ward it. But there shall plen - ty smile up - on our pain; ^^i#^g'^i^^ ^^^ =: fei# i» ^- mm^^^^^ Why should we weep to sail in search of for tune? So fare - well, England ! fare - And ours shall be the prai - rie and the for - est, And bound - less meadows ripe, well for - ev - er - more. Cheer, boys, cheer for coun-try, moth-er coun - try, rijje with gol -den grain. Cheer, boys, cheer for England, moth - er Eng - land, 3i lONDON MUdlOAL. i^g^ ^^fe^ ^^^^^ Cheer, »l)oy», cheer CKeer, boyt, cheer, the will • ing strong right hand, ed heart and hand. nu ^M 4^-^ Cheer, boyt, cheer, th««'( Cheer, boya, cheer, ihera'i ^hafc^Lt^^ wealth for hon -est la • bor, Cheer, boys, cheer for the new and hap . py land I ffe? » • » » - ^ WARREN'S ADDREaa. JOHH HiiaroNT. Maeiloso. 9" 1^ 1. Stand!thegroiind'syoarown,my braves! Will ye give it up to slaves? Will ye look for 2. Fear ye foes who kill for hire? Will ye to your homes re • tire? Look behind you!— 3. In the God of bat • lies trust I Die we may,— and die we must; But, O where can te^i green- er graves ? Hop)e ye mer - cy still? What's the mer - cy des - pots feel? they're a- fire! And be -fore you, see Who have done it! 1 /om the vale dust to dust Be consigned so well, As when heaven its dews shall shed P.^ Jt S ^ 3g ^V-dS=F^ $ ¥—U—^ i3-=E? Sd -r^ji^ •}. ii \ ^'' ^l JijM ^J- J ' J. Hear it in that bat- tIe-peal! Read it on yon brist-ling steel I Ask it — ye wno will. ■On they come! and will ye quail ? Leaden rain and i - ion hail Let their welcome be I On the martyred patriot's bed, And the rocks shall raise their head. Of his deeds to tell? ^^m ^m- WORK AND PLAY. Fkinch Air. ^^^^^^^^ 1. Here at school we gath - er dai - ly. And we learn flie gold - en rulej 2. Les • sons o - ver, then each rov • er Laughs the Iiap - py hours a way; 3. Work and play we min gle dai ly. Both '.ve do with lov - ing zest ; i jzrr'^rf^z p^ rzrd^ Still as - pir - ing, nev - er tir ing. That is what we learn at school! Mer - ry play-mates, blithe and gay mates. That's the way we do at school I Nev • er tir ■ uig, still as pir • ing, Till the sun siitks in the west LONDON MUSICAL. THE CAMPBELLS ARE COMING, •O- Allegro. Old Scotch Air. TU~n ii;^^ Campbells are comin', O ho, O ho, The Campbells are com -in', i, O hoJllle Campbells are com - in' to bon - nie Loch-lev - en. The Campbells are comin' ho, O ho ! i=itj:j ^ t^ ^ Up - on the Lomondsl lay, I lay. Up -on the Lomonds I lay, I lay; I The great Ar - gyle he goes be - fore, He makes his can - non loud - ly roar ; Wi' The Campbells they are a' in arms, Their ley - al faith and truth toshow;Wi' look-ed down to bonnie Loch-leven And heard three bon • nie pi-persplay. The soundof trum-pet, pipe, and drum, TheCampbellsare comin' O • ho, O-ho! The ban-ners rat - tlin' in the wind, TheCampbellsare comin' O - ho, O-ho! The ^ ^^ gipg -=Cip:^ : :ff=ff= M ^m EVENING SHADES ARE FALLING. ^^l^iSS^ 1. Eveningshades are falling; Time 10 go to rest; Stars are softly call • ing Darling to her rest. 2. Time to go to bed, love; Lty thee down to sleep: Weary little head, love, Ciod will safely keep. Sweet the sleep before thee Till morning light; God in heaV'n watch o'erthee, My love, good night. Now the lit tie kiss, love, Arms claspso tight; Pleasantdreamsof bliss, love; My love.goodnight. ■s=e. i grzi«qf=j:=S^=* ^1 1» -t»-i>- t^ LONDON :MUSICAL, COUSiN JEDEDIAH. H. S. Thompson. f » f » f » N > L ^ »i Soft} or Chorus "9^ ^ -^- 1 . Oh ! Ja - cob, gel the cows home Si^d put th«ni in the pen, For the cousins are a • com • ing 2. Now, O-bed wash your face, boy, and tallow up your shoes, While I go to see Aunt Bet - ty, 3. And, Job, you peel the onions, and wash and fix the 'taters, We'll have them on the table in t A l^ill T^%c?r% t^^ v-xii* frt\fi /«^i^l4 BVh al^d^ ^1««>>1.«1«. n«^MA._J .a1b_ic^ T ^fn mv iii^^ ^^^w^ w^^bw** aI%j& y^rt**1 ... (.0 and hose 2 4. Tell Josh to put the colt in the double-seated chaise. Let him just card down the cattle, give A 1— I ^— I k — — — — see us all a - gain, The dowdy's in the pan, and the tur-key's on the fire, And we tell her all the news. And, Kit -ty, slick your hair, and put on your Sunday gown. For shin-y painted waiters. Put on your bran new boots, and those trousers with the straps. Aunt So- them a lit -tie hay, I'll wear my nice new bell-crown I bought of old U - ri • ah, And I r f-f-f: :B=f^. -m-m- :i»=^=:ipz*. V-^ w~v->-i?-r— t?-^ 1 — I — I — m- —I ^— — ( — U ^■^i^^^^^fel i all must get read - y for Cous - in Jed - e - di - ah. Cousin Jed - e • di - ah comes right from Boston town. phia'U take a shine to you, if you look real slick, per - haps, guess we'll as • ton ■ ish our Cous - in Jed • e - di - ah. — ^ — m—m—m — w :p^p: S n -gr-j^ :Uii4i-fcM tsr:U=* Cous-in Jed • edi ah. There's t<^ U" 1^ IX And Azariah, And .A.uni Sophia nfpi\it ^ % fc All coming here to tea, Oh I won't we have a Hez-e-kiah, And Jed-e-di-ah ^ ^ ^ 1^ fc. ». ». mm >-^^i£:-=i«r-^^J :S=ii: V ;*•">" E^Sli jol-ly time, Oh! won't we have a jol-lv time! Je - ru-sha, put the kct - lie on, We'll all take tea, ^na?L=£i i?Lzit l^-\^-'^-^' 't?-v 0:;--:E=i . No More Auction Block for Ms. Plaintivrly. »■ - - - • v - v | I . No more auction block for me, No more, no more, No more auction block for me, Many thousand gone. E^ ^ H ^^tes 3. No more peck of corn for me, etc. 3. No more driver's lash for me.etc. 4. No more pint of saltTor me. etc. 37 LONDON MUSICAL. JOLLY OLD ST. NiOHOLAS. School Chimis. P«T. S. Bkainaro's Sons. fei U=^=i^t^.^ .j4J^^^=^^ 1. Jol - ly old S..int Nich - o - las, Lean your ear this way I Don't you tell a 2. When the clock is strik - ing twelve, When I'm fast a - sleep, Down the chimney, 3. John-ny wants a pair of skates; Su • sy 'wants a dolly; Nel - ly wants a ^^^^ ^ W W ^ — U- ^ ^^il=^ 2S: ^ .^_e:= — -4 — ^ Pi^ -^ sin • gie soul What I'm going to say; Christmas Eve is com - ing soon; broad and black, With your pack you'll creep; All the stockings you will find sto - ry - book; She thinks dolls are folly; As for me, my • lit - tie brain ^ ^ m =m :?= ^^^ Sz^- V— ^ U -U Now, you dear old man, Whisper what you'll bring to me; Tell me if you can. Hanging in a row ; Mine will be the shortest one ; You'll be sure to know. Is • n't ve • ry bright; Choose for mc, Old San- ta Claus, What you think is right. MUSIC OF LABOR. piif^mTim KlNDntGARTBN, 1. Banging of the hammer, whirling of the plane. Crashing of the hand-saw, creaking of the crane ; 2. Buzzing of the spindle, rattling of the loom, Puffing of the engine, fan's unceasing boom ; 3. Clinking of the type, earnest talk of .'men, Toil-ing of the press, scratching of the pen; 4. Busy sound of thrashers mid the ripened grain, Husker's glee so m»rry, moonlight on the plain ; Ringing of the an- vit, grating of the drill. Cutting of the power-lathe, whirling of the mill. Climngofthe shears, driving of the awl — Thesethesoundsof labor, aiMi love them all. Bintnngof the market -aairliist'ning to the town, JHtatloo from the tree-top as ripened fruit comes down. Kind voice from the dairy, shepherd's gentle call — These the sounds of labor, and I love them all. 38 LONDON MUSICAL. THE MAPLE TREE, i irrrq: Hamilton Aid8. 4- 3: *'-#-*- ^- • p=^ f^ SI - migh tree lent stood — She had po of - fer - ing to bring; ty Lord Stoop'd down and kissed the Ma - pie -tree; re- calls Her life's one beau - ti - ful sur- prise; calando. For . At And . t ^ ^^ ^^ =}= sir ♦-"#—* S^=3? in that still, the ear - ly sum - mer time. While oth - er trees laid swift kiss there sud - denthrilled, In ev - 'ry nerve, thro' when comes, the au - tumn time. And on the hills the B ^ 23": T3-- r r~M ^=ffi ■o- ^ :&=p: It P^ by their hoard. The ev - 'ry vein, An har - vest lies. Blush - P -m. ril. i :g— =|: ^ Pi^l -■SI- ;^==it pie winged her fruit with love, And sent it dai - ly to the sta - cy of joy so great It seemed al - most a - kin to the Ma - pie tree re - calls Her life's one beau - ti - ful sur ^± w Ma - ec - ing, -fs— »: g J i i.j g ffl = p= Lord. pain. - prise. _rg ? _ f^^ LONDON MUSICAL. ANNIE LAURIE. Ttndtrly. . r '^m. Lady JoHt Scott. ^^%^ irv^ :r 1. Max - welton's br«es are bon-nie, Where ear-ly fa's the dew, And 'twas there that Annie 2. Her brow is like the snawdrift, Her throat is like the swan; Her face it is the 3. Like dew on th' gowan ly - ing Is th' fa' o' her fairy feet, And like winds in summer M Lau - rie Gave me her promise true. Gave me her promise true, Which ne'er for-got will fair - est That e'er the sun shone on, That e'er the sun shone on. And dark blue is her sigh -ing. Her voice is low and sweet. Her voice is low and sweet. And she's a' the world to be ) e'e, [ me, J And for bon-nie An - nie Lau - rie, I'd lay me down and dee ' RHYME s A OF THE RAIL. [teii John G. Saxb. ^^i^ 1. Singing tliro' the forests, Rattlingo- ver ridges; Shooting un-der arches, Rumbling over bridges; 2. Men of different "stations" Intheeyeof fame, Merc are ver - y quickly Coming to the same; 3. Gentlemen in shorts. Looming ver- y tall; Gen- tie- men at large, Talking ver-y small; 4. Market-woman, careful Of the precious casket, Knowing eggs are eggs. Tightly holds hcrbasket; 1 — ip^ Whizzing thro' the mountains. Buzzing o'er the vale, — Bless me ! this is pleasant, Riding on a rail ! High and lowly people, Birds of ev -'ry feather, On a conmion lev- cl. Traveling to geiher. Gentlemen in tights, With a loose-isli mein ; Gentlemen in gray. Looking rather green. Feeling that a smash. If it came, would surely Send hereggs to pot Rather prematurely. **5* S|0^^»izi ^. V— 3 Sing t J/ T'frst tfl dost. 40 T.ONDOX MU3ICAI^ MERRILY, MERRILY, SING. LnriB Folks. I. Im- prove the pass-ing 3. Re - pine not if from hours, For time is on the wing, la - bor Vour health and comfort spring, Sip hon - ey from the Work hard and help your flow - ers, And mer - ri neigh-bor, And mer - ri • ly, mer-ri - ly sing; ly, mer-ri - ly sing; All fol - ly ends in sad - ness, For Store not your mind with fol - ly, To trou-ble it will bring; truth your homage bring; But wis-dom leads to glad-ness, So mer-ri -ly, mer-ri -ly sing. Do all the good you're a - ble, And mer- ri - ly, mer - ri - ly siiig. i ±ffff ^i^f r f iP f p i p f p ^ ^g THE HARP-TARA'S HALLS. MOORB'S MwLODtas. 1 . The harp that once thro' Ta-ra's halls The soul of mu - sic shed ; Now hangs as mute on 2. No more to chiefs and ladies bright The harp of Ta-ra swells; The cho^ a - lone that ^^^^^ ^^^^^r^i^ ^^^ ^^^ ^ ^^^ 4 ^ ^^ Ta - ra's walls As tho' that soul were fled. So sleeps the pride of former days, So breaks at night Its tale of ru - in tells. Thus Freedom now so seldom wakes ; The glo-ry's thrill is o'er, And hearts that once beat high for praise Now feel thai pulse no more, on - ly throb she gives Is when some heart, in-dignant, breaks, To show that still she lives. £^^!^!^^a5i^^^g5^ 41 LONDON MUSICAL. THE SLEIGH RIDE. Lrvtly J. C. Johnson 1 . Swiftly, swiftly o'er the snow, MeiTily, merrily, cheerily, cheerily. Do we merry rid - ers go, 2. Sweetiy.sweetlyring the bells, Merrily, merrily, cheerily, cheerily. Sweetly, sweetly music swells. ^:sst--s^'-'^ai^ Singmg all so merrily. How bright and cold ! what frosty air ! Well we are warm and do not sare.WitL Singweall so merrily. Howpleasant thus, withcheerfulfriertds.Totastethe joy thatwintersends, O Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, O ^ ^ ^ ^ _i^ ?^ fc > ^ fe ^ ^■_ ^_!^ _ ^ 1^ ^ ^ ^^ ^'" mirth and song, we bound along. We laugh and sing so merrily, merriry. Laugh and sing so nierri^. winter days, we sing .-ind praise I Wc laugh and sing so merrily, merrily, Laugh and sing so merrily THOSE EVENING BELLS. „ ^ Modtratt Time. I . Finh. 1. Those eve - ning bells! Those evening bells! How many a tale their mu - sic tells, Of 2. These joy - ous hours have passed a - way ; And many a heart th.at then was gay, WilH 3. And so 'twin be when I am gone; That tune-ful peal will still ring on, Whilo ==JST ^15=gi^lpgg=3'^3 -^—-g=.-S-- ■=\ l ^ ::i ■:ii==i=^S D.C. Ig- -^ ••- -S- -^ -•!■ • -|^- -g; -^ -•!- -^- -m- -^ and home, and that sweet time, When last I heard their sooth • ing chime, the tomb now dark - ly dwells, And hears no more those eve - ning bells, er bards shall walk these dells, And sing your praise, sweet eve - ning bells; i^^ ^^; m M LONDON MUSICAL. mmmmMimtmmm SONG OF THE OLD BELL. Modirato, Odoardo Barri. m ^^^^i^P^^^ For full five hundred years I've swung, In my gray old tur- ret high, And many a diff'rent theme I've sung, As the time went stealing by ; I've peal'd the chant of a wedding morn, Ere night 1 ' ve sadly themel'vesung.Asthetimewentstealingby; Thro' weal and woe, I stillsingon. My notes are grave or theme I've sung, As the time went stealing by; I'veswelled the joy of a nation's pride, For a vict'ry far off con spiriio. ^gSP^ 5 tolled, Tosaythatthebridewascominglove-lom.Tosleepinthechurch-yardmold. Ding.dong.my gay, I swell the strains of a jocund throng, Or toll a mournful lay. Ding, dong, my woq. Then changed to grief for the brave who died. Ere my mirth had well begun. Ding, dong, my careless song, Merry and sad but neither long. Ding, dong, my careless song, Merry or sad but neither long. it y^AKING FLOWERS, w 1^ N ^ ^ ». A. Reissm.'.:;. ^pi — p — I — ^ p ^^i^m ^^: 1. 'Mid the win- ter storms we're sleep -ing, 2. Rip - pling foun - tains, fresh life bring - ing, 3. From the rain - bow, with - out la - bor, 4. Win • ter comes, then quick - ly downward, — te g— ^: Safe - ly hushed on Moth-er's brea.-t; Wak - en us from slum - ber devp; Moth - er weaves our gar - ments fair ; In - to Moth - er's house we go. :4=^- ^^^ ?ES^gE :5t=r — '. — ^ M ' -^ ^mi Lit - tie an - gels, fair and gen - tie. Bird -lings cheer us with their sing -ing. From the sparkKng dews of morn - ing, There for Spring-time she pre - pares us ^e! "~iT"fe ; g U U ^=^- ^ In the Spring call us from rest. • Breez-es rock us while we sleep. Makes our jew - els rich and rare. 'Neath the storms and drift - ing snow. i 43 ^ LONDON MUSICAL. KATY'S LETTER. With Exprtition. Ladv Duprmnm. Ji ^J- ^ \ :> j i--i \ ^ J 1 ji j"7^ I. Ocb, girls dear, did you ev • er hear, I wrote my love a let - ter, And al- a. I wrote it, and I fold - ed it, and put a teal up - on it ; 'Twas a 3. My heart was full, but when I wrote, I dared not put the half in. The 4. Now, girls, would you be - lieve it, that pos t -man so con • sa - ted. No Si f - N- ^ ^ , n ^ i H^^^ i rs 5 f a f ^^ ^ m J J J j^i 1 1 '- tho' he can - not read, seal al - most as big neigh-bors know I love him, swei will he bring me. sure T thought 'twas all as the crown of my and they're might -y fond so long as I the bet - ter. For new bon - net ; For I of chaff - in' ; And I have wait - ed? But Z w. a=j^^=iLA ez TT^^^jn ■J. '^ X 3^ 1"^=!^ :}t::q5= :ig — J— J- :*=it why should he be puz - zled would not have the post - mas dared not write his name out may - be there mayn't be one, with harci spell - in' in - ter make his re-marks ■ side for fear they would for the rea - son that the mat - ter, When the up - on it, As • I'd be laugh - in'. So I I sta - ted. That my K i TT3 P A~jL IS -^1_5*_. 2: EZ: r r w. mane - ing was so plain, that I love him faith - ful - ly. said in -side the let -ter, that I loved him faith - ful - ly. wrote," From lit - tie Kate, to one whom she loves faith - ful - ly." love can nei- ther read nor write, but he loves me faith-ful - ly. #^## P S sz ■t- ^M=8^ ^ I love him faithful - ly, And he knows it, oh ! he knows it, without one word from me. I love him faithful - ly, And he knows it, oh I he knows it, without one word from me. I love him faithful - ly. And he knows it, oh ! he knows it, without one word from me. He loves me faithful - ly. And I know where'er my love is, that he is true to me. P W f^m * « 31: J-^-C^ ^ -^- ^ . i «4 LONDON MUSICAL. THE CANADIAN BOAT SONQ. Thomas Mooib. -,^ ^^ 1. Faint-ly as tolls the eve • nlngchime.Ourvoiceskeeptune ndour oars keep lime, Our 2. Why should we yet our sail un-furl ? There is not a breath li.i. blue wave to curl, There 3. U ■ ta - wa's tide, this trembling moon Shall see us float o'erthy sur • ges soon, ta^Ml^ ^^^ffi^^ voic-es keep tune, and our oars keeptime; Soon as the woods on shore lookdim. We'll is not a breath the blue wave to curl; But when the wind blows off the shore, Oh! Shall see us float o'erthy sur - ges soon; Saint of this green isle, hear our prayers, Oh, m^^ ^e^-^ f^S^ ^E^ i ^i p Lzzt: m ^^ dN^^-d ^^i fe^i^^l^ sing at St. Ann's our part • inghymn; Row, brothers, row, the stream runs fast, The sweetly we'll rest the wea - ry oar; Blow, breezes, blow, the stream runs fast. The grant us cool heav • ens and fav'iing airs! Blow, breezes, blow, the stream runs fast. The > '> >" :£?£ ^m ^r m ^m rap-ids are near, and the day -light's past. The rap-ids are neat, and the day - light's pasr. DING, DONG, DELL MoTHFR COOSB. ^^i^^^z^iii ^m Ding,dong,bell,.Pussy's in the well ; Who put licr in? I. it-tie Johnny Green ; Whopulldheruut? m=m-- im-w-p-mz > ^ > > -4 — [—,^—f.i ■I — I — I — h- ha — Ha — h; — ► r3 — ra — - 1 j i^ i^ i^ i^ ^ -IS— - P |i=J: ttiu-r7=i[m F I I 1: ^W Big John Stout. What a naughty -boy was that. To drown our lit • tie Pus - sy cat! .r- -r f: if.-r -r f -f- .c ^- '^■^^ rtfTH i FFf f tEK:: 4:> LONDON MUSICAL. SCOTS y\/AE HAE. Andaitf inacsloso " Bin/cK's AnnRUM " Rolll.KT iJt'KNS, I7v)' ^m 1. S:ots, wim hae wi' Wal - lacc bled, Scots, whom Rruce has aft ■ en led, Wcl come to your 2. Wha will he a trai - tor knave? Wha can till a coward's grave ? Wha sae base as By op-prcs-sion's woes and pains, By your sons in scr- vile chains,\Ve will drain our ^^^mw^^E^Mt^Mt the day, an■ LONDON Ml 8ICAI. GOO SAVE THE QUEEN. W. Z^T-' God save our gracious Queen, Long live our noble Queen, God save the Queen. Send her vie- O Lord our God, arise, Scat - ter her en • eni.'es, And make them fall ; Confound their po« Thy> choicest gifts in store On her ))e pleased to pour; Loni; may she reign ; May she de- ta- ri • ous, Happy and glo- ri- ous, Long to reign o - ver us, God save the Queens li - tics ; Frustrate their knavish tricks ; On her our hopes we fix ; God save us ail. fend our lawsi And ever give us cause T<) sing with heart and voice, God save the Queen. '^m r* p r -t^-i- qrnqirr^if -^S— g: ^^^^^M WE ARE ALL NODDIN'. AndanU.f^^ dim. , fifi, ». t tlim FAVORffR Glik. r » T^ — fc^-V -I- ■ > > ^ g { • •" gJH^.sy-,T^-^&^=^ «s D.C ■:iisjjf:sr^'^: r^^jiz-^c^^ r I , -|^>t tF*=r-« ~^Sa m , a Irmfo ^ ^ ^^ '^ w ' ' w ^^ To keep us awake we h.ivt alldontourbest. Hut we're weary and hi.avy. so home to oui rest. The hou. it is late, we'll nolunj^er delay. Hut we'll take our llal^.1lld Ujnncts, and quickly away. :^:=^ 4?:-— £r>n: MERRY SONG. LiTTUi Oms. A, 'b, C, D, E, F, G, H, 1, J, K, L, M, N, O, 'p, Q, R, S, and T U, V, ^^H W(dQuble-you),and X, Y, Z. Happy, hap-py shall we be, When we've learned our A, B,C. ■^Vv i-Av , CONTENTS. Aunt j«niB»^ 1^,,^,^^ Bra Boh. .. B>rtfi0 8wMt.' Ob««., Boya, oii»«^ ,. Oo«i»Baokta«ria .. oom« jofnia o^ g OoBBtai' Tliro' th« Bye Ola*. OoBir, BeJi '▼•n'nJrjByaiik .. '*»noh Lullaby. ^Pa. that W N.v«r Fore«. " Some. sw»©t Horn*. Irish ttmi^^fg j^^^-; ■ Jmu* Tpbrter Shepherd Jolly 7M gt^ ^j^^^j^ JSaty'a tetter. J-lfteototheMooktogBlrd " Lore amiiee No More I-'^U^by from Brtolnle MWBeiliee. .. M*rrUy,Merrtly.Stajr.' Merry Bona-. fli 81 40 SB ' M as ■'• «3 47 84,86 4 17 1 87 45 80 86 14 32 8 82 e. 7 la 88 44 26 29 16 20 41 48 14 6 Mu«loofl,«bor... Old OMlto tuilab^. 0«rlfo»li«P^W»y. J*«»«to Tour Cvr oano* BtayaeofttieBaa ^Kote Brttannla. Soot* ^ae i^A*. «<»WyW|«rtheu,i,to#Dfc, Job* of the Old Bell. Bweethearte Tet. WieBettwiand. JJ«Otoipb,U«Areoo«,n,. n»«O.BadlanBoat8on» Theouokoo. *?• °**»' "»«e Shainrook.' . The Oolden Bule. The Harp-Tara-e Halle. . ' The Jouy Jeeter. The Laet Rose of Simimer' ' The Little Bee. The Maple Leaf. The Maple Tree. The Old Oaken Bucket • ; The Sleleh Ride. • Those Bvenlng Beila. Wakto» Flotrere. Warren'e Address. Wo AreAll Noddln'. .. Welcome Fair Eventotf an 9- le 95 40 5 46 1 48 IflllO 18. 88 45 O 98 27 41 80 27 94 10k 11 80 8 42 43 8S 48 46 28 . 3 28 85 - —I'-'^i :U*-,#^^S -■'•■* '-^ ■■:li :r:^^J^. -4^. ""A, 1^- -'^*^^''"- ■luvjv-iinvi.