% > H-\ UCSB LIBRARY WINNERS MUSICAL PRESENT. FOB THE SELECTED AND ARRANGED BY SEP. PHILADELPHIA : J. M. STODDART & CO. NEW YORK : DOUGLASS & MYERS. BOSTON : GEO. M. SMITH A CO. SAN FRANCISCO, CAL. : A. L. BANCROFT & CO. CHICAGO : J. S. GOODMAN. CA.R3D. THE constant and increasing demand for popular music at a reasonable rate which will adapt itself to the wants of the people has led the editor to collect in a convenient and cheap form the popular favorites which constitute this book. With a view of meeting all tastes he has endeavored to make the collection comprehensive, embracing old favorites as well as new, arranging them so as to be equally available for the Organ or Piano. He has made it his especial study to present such compositions as, whilst they please, will not tend to lower the standard of taste, with the hope that they may be of service in the study as well as the practice of music, affording enter- tainment and pleasure in the domestic pastime of the home circle. THE EDITOE. Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1874, by J. M. STODDART oiilit if K - den Ulanc - ing back soft of the west, long life's span, were more fair, light di - Tine, Beau-ty's home, Kil - lar - Beau-ty's home, Kil - lar - Bcau-ty's home, Kil - lar - Beau-ty's home, Kil - lar - ney, ET - er fair ney, Ev - er fair ney, Er - er fair ney, Ev - er fair Kil - lar - ney. Kil - lar - ney. Kil - lar - ney. Kil - lar - ney. rgUU-U- -* j _n i 1- PIANO. P-^ g: 1. What's this dull town to me? Ro - bin's not near; P F=d= ft*- 1 r^ j=j=J=| rJ -S-f-tJ] E igs S - b* P ^ ^ =^ t- He whom I wish'd to see, wish'd for to hear. S :g=n=S: -7-^ 2^- Where's all the joy and mirth Made life a Heav'n on earth ; m=&* ^ 1 -m> $*- ROBIN ADAIR. Where's all the joy and mirth, Oh, they're all fled with thee, ~ TI 1' [ * i -y^^ L r * ^ 2 What made th' assembly shine? Robin Adair. What made the ball so fine? Robin Adair. What when the play was o'er, What made my heart so sore, What when the play was o'er? Oh, it was parting with Robin Adair. 3 But now thou'rt far from me, Robin Adair. But now I never see Robin Adair. Yet him I loved so well, Still in my heart shall dwell, Yet him I loved so well, Oh, I can ne'er forget Robin Adair. WHEN THE SWAUOWS HOMEWAHB FlY. English words by F.H.GORDON, Music by FRANCIS ABT. -N-- swal - lows homeward fly, When the ro - ses scatter'd lie, When from =1= i ^ ^ nei - ther hill nor dale, Chants the silv -'ry night - in - gale, In these = -# ^ 3=5i^ ^ WHEN THE SWALLOWS HOMEWARD PLY. rit. ten. f)f) tempo. 'J" :*= +=*- words my bleeding heart Would to thee its grief im - part, When I 1 When the white swan southward roTes, There to seek the orange groves, When the red tints of the west Prove the sun has gone to rest; In these words my bleeding heart Would to thee its grief impart, When I thus thy image lose, Can I, ah 1 can I e'er know repoie? 3 Hush ! my heart, why thus complain? Thou must too, thy woes contain ; Though on earth no more we rove Loudly breathing vows of love ; Thou my heart must find relief, Yielding to these words, belief: I shall see thy form again, Though to-day we part in pain. WE SAT BY THE RIVER, (YOU AND I.) PIANO. CLARIBEL. ^ - - ^^3 sweet summer time long a-go. sweet summer time long a-go. ^5=N -^ C[, IP*-* ,ip=tz=fz So smoothly the water glided by, And I smile as I pass the river by, Making And I ^rgrgzgrp^zj gLgjgLU ^E-f SE P-c p=rpt? ^ ^=?S music in its tran-quil flow, We threw two leaflets, you and I, To the gaze into the shadow depths below, I look on the grass and bending reeds, And I t-q IW-I- -=1 1- 1 *=j*=*3* ^- =F ^ E 10 WE SAT BY THE RIVER. ^z=t riv-er aa it wan - der"d list -on to the sooth - ing on, song. > U And one was rent and left to And I en - vy the calm and happy ^: 1 '&- die, life, And the oth-er tioat-ed forward all a - lone. Of the riv-er as it sings and flows along. And For k 3 g_ 1*0*: ^c 22: Oh ! we were sadden'd, you and I, For we felt that our youth's golden dream, Might Oh ! how its song brings back to me, The shade of our youth's golden dream, In the e ^: ^z=^ -&^?^- W- ^~ fade and our lives be sever'd soon, As the two leaves were parted in the stream. days ere we parted, you and I, As the two leaves were parted in the stream. s = ^ 11 (SONG AND CHORUS.) Words by ALICE HAWTHORNE. Music by SEP. WINNER. Moderato. rail. PIANO. Ped. Foicc. 1. There are friends that we never for - get. 2. There are friends that we never for - get There are hearts that we ev-er hold Tho' the seas may di-vide us for P dear, years . Tho' we meet with a kiss in a mo-ment of bliss, Yet we part with a Yet we lin-ger a -part with a sor- row-ing heart, In an absence that ==g-i:*^ ^ ~ f=S! --Pi-El ^- sigh and a tear Oh we learn our first lesson of love, on - ly en-dears There are friends that we never forget, C 39 Jt^_ : | At the There are Eid JlJ ^^E Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1873, by SEP. WINNER, in the Office of the Librarian of Conjfress, at Washington, D. C. 12 THERE ARE FRIEXD8 THAT WE NEVER FORGET. ^ rail, tempo. - J-J-L *-"=+ home where our childhood is passed, hearts that we ev - er hold dear, And we nev-er for - get tho' we part with re- Tho' we find but a few who are earnest and m -I PS 1 *rtr* -*- -* f>*f ~ * r J!* tempo. =1= - J-- P- I -P- CTiorus. =|: --.mim: &-*- gret, The friends of our youth till the last . true, Yet how sweet is our passing ca - reer. ^ s t s There are friends, thtre are friends that we t" 4 1 1 f ^ *M ^+-/* =t 5t 2 -i5 * r r - i | r* -K-3 =?= d nev - er for - "get ; There are hearts that we ever hold dear. Tho' we meet with a t=fc 31 cr t-feE=^^-- F-3j| d . -d=h ^-j'. 23 ' *j j- *l a 9 9 10. j rrjs -m r* ^> * r-& ' ^L ^ P ^_^ H E g p -E* L^ i 3? g-^-j* i ^_ . @ 3 la - bor with plea-sure did smile, And with dew from his eye of - ten ^ r 1 =j==i : ^ 14 THE DEAR LITTLE SHAMROCK. wet it. It shines thro' the bog, thro' the brake, and the mire-land, And he ^pgsg call'd it the dear lit-tle Shamrock of Ire-land, The dear lit-tle Shamrock, the 3 4-sr r 3^ n?=^ sweet lit-tle Shamrock, the dear lit- tie, sweet lit -tie Shamrock of Ire - land. -I . = 3G* -9 '* -9} P- P ^15? That dear little plant still grows in our land, Fresh and fair as the daughters of Erin; Whose smiles can bewitch and whose eyes can command, In each climate they ever appear in. For they shine thro' the bog, thro' brake, and the mireland, Just like their own dear little Shamrock of Ireland, The dear little Shamrock, the sweet little Shamrock, Tke dear little, sweet little Shamrock of Ireland. That dear little plant that springs from our soil, When its three little leaves are extended ; Denotes from the stalk we together should toil, And ourselves by ourselves be befriended. And still thro' the bog, thro' the brake, and the mireland, From one root should branch like the Shamrock of Ireland, The dear little Shamrock, the sweet little Shamrock, The dear little, sweet little Shamrock of Ireland. 15 ffi Composed by CLARIBEL. r=T j=j=j=tJ=J^ =s= 1. Take back the heart that thou ga 2. Then when at last o - ver ta - vest, What is my anguish to thee^ ken, Time flings its fetters o'er thee, = I l =P S -*-r :*}= ^r r Z*-L nts: i^^ r^? Take back the freedom thou era Come with a trust still un- sha vest, ken, Leaving the fet-ters to Come back a cap-tive to i^ _l -^-4 -f2-P- S E =t= 4= me, me Take back the vows thou hast spo Come back in sad - ness or sor ken, row Fling them a - Once more my * ^^ r r -R. 16 TAKE BACK THE HEART. side and be free, .... Smile o'er each pi - ti - ful to - - ken, dar - ling to be, Come as of old, love, to bor - row, i LUII r r r r 23* :-lgE*g i i L- Leaving the sorrow for me Glimpses of sunlight from me Drink deep of life's fond il - lu Love shall resume her do - min -*-- >, r P -P P- ^- r sion, Gaze on the storm-cloud and flee, . . . ion, Striving no more to be free, . . . Swift-Iy thro' strife and con When on her world wea-ry ==t= i 3^ : r r rJ fu pin . sion, Leaving the burden to me. ion, Flies back my lost love to m 6* 17 Andante con spirito. . z^zftitt &=& ^p 1tqsi^ bjj3^ * _^_ - They sail'd a - way in a gallant bark, Roy Neill and his fair young bride ; They had Three days they sail'd and a storm arose, And the lightning swept the deep, And the = 33 3 3 -* j ven - tur'd all in that bounding bark, That sped o'er the silv' - ry tide. But his thun- der-crash broke the short repose, Of the wea-ry sea - boy's sleep. Roy ts=tj~g=4_y*s*; J3* -(-*-*-* i- ^3 1 J sj. r* "1 w .r : .. -n- -, ^~ , ^^? * * : -\ J _^ ^ heartwas young and his spirit light, And he dsah'd the tear away, As he watch'd the shore re- Neill, he clasped his weeping bride, And he kiss'd her tears away, 0, love ! 'twas a fa-tal , n " H n 18 DUBLIN BAY. -J* m cede from sight, Of his own sweet Dublin Bay. hour, she cried, When we left sweet Dublin Bay. 3. On the crowded deck of the $=* -H-h53j ^ m} ^ ^ ^ ^ 1 * n- **==* q =^ *=^= s ^ Mr- ^=^ doomed ship, Some stood in their mute despair, And some more calm with a holy lip, Sought the n--n- iHi I m 1 ! ^i 1^i I* 1 r m\mr m T I I -TV -P a- = - -w- ~P ^m i i i E= & *- =t=* un was high, To the lowland home of Hallie ; The days were bright and our hearts were light, As friends well met and light would fade, For my step was never weary : With otiat and song the whole day long, We work'd and toil'd to- -3==|:~:ib=-l ! ~Bp J E=E m-m --*-* * ; 51 m m -J-I ' -gf-m *| ' Wt~M M .-p. -0ft- .0- .^- _- .ap. cler - er, For our rest was made'neaththn wild wood shade, And our hearts were cheerful ev - er. geth - er, And we knew no caro that wo did not share, In foul or pleas -ant weath-er. Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1873, by SEP. WINNER, in the Office of Hie Librarian of Congress, at Washington, D. C. 24 DOWN THE QUIET VALLEY. CHORUS. AIR, ALTO. TENOR. BASS. P p- * r-^ -=?- m Hal - lie, Hal - lie, fair and good ; My kind and gen - tie Hal - lie : Sweet -I 1 K- -I 1- ^zp^::S=S=P=g: * I -T- F 1 1- Hal - lie, Hal - lie, fair and good ; My kind and gen - tlo Hal - lie : Sweet :=j fr-4 =B Sweet be thy PIANO. be thy sleep with - in the wood, A - down the qui - et val - ley. Let my grave be made 'neath the wildwood shade, Beside ray darling Hallie; Oh let me rest near the one loved best, Now sleeping in the valley : For my joys have fled and my hopes are dead, My heart u giphing ever; Since her smile is gone and I'm left alone, SOT our fat* hat been to *over. CHORUS. 25 SOLO AND CHORUS, Written and Composed by CHARLES BLAMPHIN, xi i " r^ * i * -P ^B +-*-* 1 * ^_^_ 1 1 ^ 1. When the bird is on the bough 2. That blessed lit - tie churcb Re - tir - ing to its i, Down by yon sha - dy PI ~^~~ ~t~ ^ , ^^^^^ 9 ^ m t- ?-**Ls~ "**" - S * i*^^* AM ** i0 9 1* * LV-' *Ti ** r J r i r r ^r"' ' _ r~ i ~r ~g *Q p e5 in the beau - teous west Nel-ly chang'd her name, I roam then with my We can - not boast of 26 MY BLUE EYED NELLY. **=^ Nel - \j rich - ea, My own, my bon - nie bride, Which o - - thers may pos - sess, And But + - P ^ 3 3 u* 1 1- _r 1_ bless the hour of peace and hap - pi - glad - ness When both our hearts were tied. ness is all We wish with to be blest. -n^? igEgjij =fe J. nfard. -* r: fc CHORUS. Oh, charming Nel-ly, I'll e'er be true to thee, My :=t fe I f 1 ^ - r-*- sweet, my blue eyed Nel - ly, Thou'rt all the world to me. -=l H 27 frt fra IB .A. L 1C -A. ID. Composed and Arranged for the Piano-Forte. 1. You are not what you 2. On Sun-day af - ter PIANO. were, Robin, Why go sad and strange ? You once were blithe and gay, Robin, church, Robin, I looked a-round for you, I thought you'd see me home, Robin, As M i=pzp: ? i v\ y. ~-W~* -*- :p=pip=p=: :frctz=tdt=Bc33 =^q What has made you change ? You nev - er come to see me now As once you used to once you used to do ; But now you seem a - fraid to come, And al-most ev' - ry P| I N I S 3ESS =M^: ^ -jl -( t 1 1 m p*\ _ S_^> L^> ^-~A ^_ WONT YOU TELL ME WHY, ROBIN? tfc do; I miss you at the wick-et gate, You al - ways let me through; Iti day I meet you in the meadows And you look the oth - cr wny You =a m Jl ^ 3 ^ M|J j u M^=M ^ ye - ry hard to o - pen, But you ney - er come to try., ney - er bring me po - sies now, Tho last is dead and dry. HE f=== i ii * ^FTf *=}=??=? M- =tg^^= -* j ' ' Wont you tell me why, Robin ? Wont you tell me why ? i t: 5 ^EF -=! P =1 I Wont you tell me why, Robin? Oh, wont you tell mo why? m 4= ' P 3 The other night we danced, Eobin, beneath the hawthorn-tree, I thought you'd surely come, Robin, if but to dance with me ; But Allan asked me first, and so I joined the dance with him, But I was heavy-hearted, and my eyes with tears were dim, And, oh. how very grave you looked, as once we passed you by, Wont you tell me why, Robin ? oh, wont you tell me why V 29 fj 9^fj fj' 9=-^i!^j j^J UJ Written and Composed PIANO. = &=gE 5= 1. I've no mother, now I'm weep - ing, She has left me here a - lone, a :^fc * 5^a -p r -r e^^^gg She beneath the sod is sleep - ing, Now there is no joy at home. 30 I'VE NO MOTHER, NOW I'M WEEPING. ^ Tears of sorrow long hare start - ed, Her bright smile no more I'll see, r r -r-gc *-^- All the lov'd ones too have part - cd, Where, oh, where is joy for me ? ^^ c xi o :R, TJ s. /-I ^ i p3 E - J 1 , 1 Weep A I i* g lor | e - iy, she has left me here, l _ V PT A* * * *! * * * -^ ^ * a. -J L l l 1 m =j =1 =j =* -J - " * H ~* p j t 1 ^ '^* * I . V9 9 1 '22- W: |t Iv |v IP * * "W * ^ u !*H -r 1 r r r 1 .* i ?~_j xf f_> 1 23 -* ^ ' ^ ^j Vy ^? ^ 1 ba . *^ Weep ir g lo 1 ne - iy 1 for my mother, dear. i , >K B j 4 fl| 31 - : . P U- I * 1 , p 4 Vv7 ^ ^ ^ ^J 2 ^ _jg 9 & ^^. -fl ^ * ^ fe- JP to to * TP B i ~p~f I * * . 2 Oh, how well do I remember, "take this little flow'r," said she, "And when with the dead I'm number'd, place it at my grave for me." / Deare?t mother, I am sighing, on thy tomb I drop a tear ; For the little plant is dying, now I "feel so lonely here. Chorus. 3 I've no mother, still I'm weeping, tears my furrow'd cheek now lave, Whilst a lonely watch I'm keeping, o'er her sad and silent grave ; Soon I hope will be our meeting, then the gladness none can tell, Who for me will then be weeping, when I bid this world fere well ?Chonu. 31 oob-bg ot ilje JBoor. WORDS BY J. E. CARPENTER. MUSIC BY STEPHEN GLOVER 1. Of all the mem'riei of the past, That come like snm-mer dreams, Whose 2. Bat time and place have quite estranged Each ear - ly friend we knew, How ^ ^ dim. rain - bow hnes still round n cast, Their bright, their bright but fleeting beams, Th few remain, how many changed, Of those, of those we deemed no true. Those dear - est, sweetest that can be, bap - py hours a-gain to me, Of day* goue long But mem' ry can :q==|z==^- i _^-j--j j I j-^|q= +. -y. -*- ^ * .-g: -*- ^: -*- ^: -*- ^: -* 32 THE GOOD-BY AT THE DOOR. thut oft re rail to ring thought will erer be, "good-br," the "good-by" at th door, good-by," the "good-by" t the door, Are tboM And life'* that bring to mind U Ut momeoti seem t* ritard. -***- me, be, The "good-br," the "good-by" lit the door. The " good-by," the "good-by" at the door. "-' ~~ zjzj ritard. empo. 3feS$* ^> * 1^ *^* WHEN THE CORN IS WAVING, ANNIE DEAR. WORDS AND MUSIC BY CHARLES BLAMPHIN. PIANO. ^~( / r*~ " * _. . moderato. 1. When the 2. When the ^=c= LB -ja.r: *--*--(- S S^ S^ ^L~^. ~^P~z r ~ *^ ^* t=5== ^-rt~tatt: l=pzv=e fc i m i : jz^Ein i *_t*L d corn is waving, An-nie dear, meet me by the stile, corn is waving, An-nie dear, Our tales of love we'll tell, To hear thy gentle Be - side the gentle, -21- P=*T =t -1~ 1 h^- voice a-gain, And greet thy winning smile. The moon will be (it full, love, The flowing stream, That both our hearts know well ; Where wild flow'rs in their beau - ty, Will ",~j^' 1MM ^ ~^ '~ r* -~- ~t ~ii 1^^^ ]^^^^^~\~^ 1^* ElSEzE ' :-- **- 5P=3* 34 WHEN THE CORN IS WAVING, ANNIE DEAR. 35=533=35= ^i_ '*- =? ' ^: stars will bright-ly gleam, scent the ev' - ning breeze, r^r= , Oh come my Queen of night, love, And grace the beauteous Oh haste! the stars are peeping, And the moon's behind the *^H^- f q:=j_| _ 1 * * O HC O :e, TJ S. AIR. mf ALTO. scene, trees. TE\OR. N I n=* ii=itz The corn is wav - ing, An-nie dear, Oh meet me by the mf -*-*- BASS. jfl ft. =|=|BIZ: ._ r __ r _. fe . -_?_, .. |_ I | , ^Jn^ J AJ_ ^zzr-bzr-J ^B 1 stile, To hear thy gen - tie voice a - gain, and greet thy winning smile. *- r--tp- 35 ( * ^_ *^- W W mt I*- . 1 1 r ill! !j**l^ljj ' ^ f T V (SONG AND CHORUS.) SAMUEL EAGNALL PIANO. ff-f-y* S *-r - >> 1. I like a game at cro - quet, or bowl - ing on the green, I 2. I like to take my sweet - heart, " of course you would," said he, And 3. Tho' some will choose ve-lo - cipede, and o - there take a drive, And f But o like a lit - tie boat - ing, to pull a - gainst the stream ; But of soft - ly whis-per in her ear :" how dear - ly I love thee;" And some will sit and mope at home, half dead and half a - live; And 36 A STARRY NIGHT FOR A RAMBLE. ^4^' -*-h all the games that I love best, to fill me with de - light, ...... I when you pic - ture to yourselves, the scenes of such de - light, ...... You'll some will choose a steam - boat, and oth - era e - ven fight, ...... But -I , like to take a ram - ble up - on a star - ry night want to take a ram - ble up - on a star - ry night I'll en - joy my ram - ble up - on a star - ry night --* CJiorus. -N-V -* =r -^-^- A star - ry night for a ram - ble, Through the bush and bram Kiss and ne - ver tell. Composed for the Piano-Forte. Andante con espressione. PIANO. -S- -S- '-*- -(*- "^i* m^-^f^-r- E F -f- k I F%-- ^E3fe =3E3^g _K._ j f h_ i a .^^ - ^ ^i 1^ 4 .._ L ff^[ I (fff I |^| Li_J i_J L ^ 1 1 f^i-te^*- s=t= W ^-"tWF 1 * *~ ^^un^ 1. Och, girls dear, did you ev - er hear, I wrote my love a let - ter, And al- f ^Irs * -I--I fl ^- B!_Cq__-^i p ^|_J - If . 6k~\ 1 ^ 9 * I P 3 S=*-P =d=:g==iL|- * ^__ fl _ t _ c .3. ^Mr^^^r- f :^r c * v - ^-g-t- N x^ ^X" ^ "^F~ "^x^^^^x^-^- P ;J_q_g n r -S__ .> P E q P 1_ tin i -| q r- . w _: V though he can-not read, sure I thought 'twas all the bet- ter; For why should he be ^ = *;* KATEY'S LKTTER. pui-iled with hard spelling in the matter, When the man-ing was so plain that I =*ii-: Lt '-H,~j-~iM 1 ad fl $*-$g*g* -f- -9- I love him faith-ful - ly, And he knows it, oh, he knows it, Without one word from me. 2 I wrote it, and I folded it, and put a seal upon it ; 'Twas a seal almost as big as the crown of my best bonnet ; For I would not have the Postmaster make his remarks upon it, As I said inside the letter that I loved him faithfully. I love him faithfully, And he knows it, oh, he knows it ! without one word from me. 3 My heart was full, but when I wrote, I dared not put the half in, The neighbors know I love him, and they're mighty fond of chaffing; So I dared not write his name outside, for fear they would be laughing So I wrote, u From little Kate to one whom she loves faithfully." I love him faithfully, And he knows it, oh, he knows it ! without one word from me. 4 Now, girls, would you believe it, that Postman, so consaited, No answer will he "bring me, so long as I have waited ; But maybe there mayn't be one for the raison that I stated, That my love can neither read nor write, but he loves me faithfully. He loves me faithfully, And I know where'er my love is, that he is true to me. 39 BEAUTIFUI COMPOSED AND ARRANGED FOR THE PIANO-FOR^TE. PIANO. detifctc* 1. Don't talk to me of pretty maids, Of handsome ladies, don't ! I'll 2. She's but a lit - tie one indeed, With neat and ti - ny feet, And 3. We sometimes think in all the world There's none so fair as she So nev-er lis - ten to a word, I won't, no that I won't ! There's not a beau - ty wanders round the live-long day With songs di - vine - ly sweet; She dan-ces like a love-ly as our dar-ling Nell As sweet as she can be; But ev' - ry moth - er BEAUTIFUL NELL. *=* in the land To match my pret - ty Belle : I'll tell you all a - bout her now, My fai - ry child Up - on the gras-sy lawn, And slum-bers like an an - gel babe Frou seems to think, And so its ve - ry well, Her lit - tie dar-ling 's just as sweet As ^ cres. E i r -=i P- -3 P- TEMPO DI VALSE. fcsr dar sun ling lit-tle Nell. set till the dawn. do pretty Nell. %= ^ Beau - ti - ful child with beau - ti - ful eyes, -a-= '-4=^ =j h=t -* . m\ m Bright as the morn-ing and blue as the skies; Beau - ti - ful teeth and TLI JL * ^ _^F^B ^P*^^ -J^T t r r 1=^^^^^ r t ? -p P- -p P- 2 tr ^: dim - pies as well, Beau-ti - ful, beau - ti - ful, beau - ti - ful Nell. f rail. 41 r TOUCH THE HARP GENTLY. Written by SAMEL N, MITCHELL. Composed by CHARLES BLAMPHIN, PIANO- 1 Just touch the harp gcnt-ly, mypret-ty Lou-ise, And sing me the songs that I love; They will 2 Just touch the harp gent-ly, mypret-ty Lou-ise, And sing me the songs that I love; They'll re- call back the days when to-geth-cr we sat On the porch 'neath the nest of the dove call the bright days when we play 'd in the wood, And watch'd the birds flitting a - bove There wa There wa one that you sang, my pret-ty Lou-ise, It brings fond re-col -lee - tions to me, You .re- one that you sang, my pret-ty ] - r tell , ' Just fe^fe i h =i =1 ad lib. ^^^ =* &=&: uch the harp gent,,-, Lou- ise ..... tr=rr t ^: ! K ^ =&* dt r i r Oh ! touch the harp gent - ly, my pret - ty Lou - ise, And sing me the songs that I - CHORUS, ad. lib. N: ^-^^^ M-N- 3 m. P + ggi r> ^ ^ ^y^^^fl lore, They will call back the days, when together we sat On the porch 'neath the nest of the dove. kjg=br-fl-=r j- * 43 UTTiE MAOGJE MAY, WORDS BY G. W. MOORE. Music BY C. BLAMPHIN. VOICE. : =^~ P -^ == * I 1. The 2. Tho' 3. May PIANO, EppE===| trE^=tr r-bLn= E spring had coine, the flow'rs in bloom, The birds sung out their lay, years roll'd on, yet still I lov'd With heart so light and gay, heav'n pro - tect mo for her sake, I pray both night and day, Down by a lit - tie And nev - er will this That I ere long may running brook, I first saw Maggie May ; heart de-ceive My own dear Maggie May; call her mine, My own dear Maggie May ; She had a rogu-ish jet black eye, Was When others thought that life was gone, And For she is all the world to me, Al- -9- ^9- -O- -*- LITTLE MAGGIE MAY. singing all the day, And how I lov'd her none can tell. My lit-tle Maggie May death would take a- way,.... Still by my side did lin-ger one, And that war Maggie May thtj" I'm far a - way, I oft-times think of the running brook, And my little Maggie May. __H _ . . . 1 _ * 3 r r--r- - r- 1*< Tenor. Alto. 3d Tenor. Batg. PIANO. O HE O !Fl TJ S. IzzcJJL* -Jzzzjzz / I I frl st^ J EtdM: Ne - ver care I how the times may go, Oh! I oh! oh! I oh! tr ^ if tr H Wa-ter, pure wa-ter can bring no woe, Oh 1 I oh! I oh I H i J i ' I inm^ CHOBTfS. 3=5 Champagne Char - lie was my name, Cham -pagne drinking gained my fame ; ^ J- r- ^^ Mo-et and Chan -don made me spree, But wa-ter to-day is the drink for me. 1 *' tt a a .' 2 "White wines are pale and have no taste, The red indeed have too much hue, Moselle in pleasing often fails, Still Hock's too slow and suits but few, Lager is heavy and thick you know, Oh i ! I oh ! oh ! I oh ! Water is dainty and free to flow, Ob ! I oh I I oh 1 Chorut. 3 Champagne's the wine for giving toasts, For headaches, and for waste of wealth ; But water pure is better far To quench the thirst or drink ones health. Down on the banks where the lilies grow, Oh! I oh ! oh! I oh ! Sparkling and bright do the streamlets flow, Oh ! I oh ! I oh I Chonu. Composed and Arranged for the Piano-Forte, a e n VOICE. -p i r I -N-N- 1. I've travell'd a-bout a 2. I hare no wife to 3. It's all ve-ry well to de- 4. If a bur - ri-cane rise in PIANO. -5 <3 i Fflty^fcwj mfrirnr* bit in my time, And of troubles I've seen a few. bother my life, No lov - er to prove un - true, pend on a friend, That is, if you've proved him true, the mill-day skies And the sun is lost to view, *. "- But found it bet-ter in But the whole day long with a But you'll find it bet-ter by Move stead-i - ly by, with -=) ev' - ry clime To pad-die my own ca - noe. laugh and a song, I pad die my own ca - noe. far in the end, To pad-die your own ca - noe. a stead-fast eye, And pad-die your ow,n ca - noe. My wants are small, I I rise with the lark, and from To " borrow " is dearer by The dat - sies that grow in PADDLE TOUR OWN OANOE. care not at all If my debts are paid when due,, daylight till dark I do what I hare to do,... far than to "buy," A max-im tho' old, (till true,, the bright green fields, Are blooming no sweet for you,. I drive a-way strife in the I'm careless of wealth, if I'rt You nev-er will sigh, if you So uer-er sit down with a *== ^h =*- I o - eean of life, While I pad-die my own c.i - noe Then lore your neigh-bor on - ly the health To pad-die my own ca - noe on - ly will try To pad-die your own ca - noe tear or a frown, But pad-die your own ca -noe icy>f ^ | ^ w *] *i i ^ t- -P -^ J- r r i i n r t b^z -I :=: your-self, As the world you go trar - el - ling through. And WE'RE NEARING TO THE RIVER; OR, (THE PROMISED LAND.) SOLO AND QUARTETTE. JA8. B. 8TKE8. Moderate. Entered according to Act of Congresi, in the year 1873, by SEP. WINNER'S SON, in the Office of the Librarian ot Congress, at Washington, D. C. 50 WE'RE WEARING TO THE RIVER. CHORUS. AIR. ALTO. TENOR. BASS. PIANO- tr iMu, ^^ We're near-ing to the riv-er side, Soon on the shore we'll stand; Then, ?E:E:;^ r^-r *=; & =fc We're near-ing to the riv-er side, Soon on the shore we'll stand; Then, =: Saviour, bear us o'er the tide To Can -aan's Promised Land, To Can aan's Promised Land. Saviour, bear us o'er the tide To Can - aan's Promised Land, To Can -aan'i Promised Land. '-^tt 5mii *- 1==^:^= PTT r T^TT --^ "^ 5 Dear Saviour, lead us safe along This waste of desert sand. Till we ghallsing the victor's sonp, |:In the sweet Promised Land:) Sweet Promised Laud. Cuo. 51 6 When earthly scenes shall disappear, Unite us with that band. Who bade farewell to loved ones here, |:To gain the Promised Land:| Sweet Promised Land. Cuo. 10 %j) Ijjhik 0f me at Jiotne ? MUSIC BY G. W. GLOVER. VOICE. PIANO. Moderato. HHb Pv. I t_j ^P JB~ L^p - -^+H ^y -- H ^y I ff r- J ~r ^^ ~~ tf^' ^P~ mf ^li=p^=E=i ^=4: A* _ . .___^_ 'I" ^B IB * r laprsq nr-rt ^EE^fEfe L- 1 1 cfurqi' " pgih^: -^ * ^-i i ..> ^ N ..-.) ... . ^ m r~ 'i* ^ I E ^U= ^ Do they think of meat home? Do they er-er think of me? I who - ------- P- j l-i I- j^l h- ~ -- 52 DO THEY THINK OF ME AT HOME? 1 ' *- 1>< w=^ ' 1 E=?E3E E&E?=^ heart* grown cold and strange To the one now doom 'd to roam 7 I would A . . .. give the world to know, Do they think of me at home ? 2 Do they think of me at eve, Of the songs I nsed to ling ? Is the harp I struck untouched, Does a stranger wake the string; T Will no kind, forgiving word. Come acrots the raging foam T Shall I never cease to sigh, Do they think of me at home f 53 3 Do they think of how I loved In my happy *arly days? Do thy think of him who came. Bat could never win their praiMf I am happy by hix side, And from mine he'll never roam I Bat my heart will sadly ask, Do they think of me at home? Words by REV, C. KINGSLEY. Music by J, HULLAH. Andantino. ~ i S = n**=*&=*^& to-toTg^J I ^=F *=*: ^ N-^ :&=J=^=: ^^ 1. Three fish-ers went sailing out ^ L -^3 J4-? -JzS-J: P=P; 1 1 L L1 53 P^P^to^to ' - -*-> ^~V fcr -K h- -1 ^K- __ __ in - to the west, Out in - to the west, as the sun went down; Each =^=P ^ --*=& 2 --^-^-J- ^g. -K N- ^^r ^c ^ * ^ ^ jg=to I to g: ^=S= thought on the wo-man who lov'd him the best, And the children stood watching them THREE FISHERS WENT SAILING, ^a tempo. out of the town ; For men must work, and wo - man must weep, And there's n h m J 5 5-*- & -*- -9- -* -f j, fc ^s^: CTf S. ^ ^=^=i lit - tie to earn and many to keep ; Tho' the bar - bor bar be cres. ^ m Nil d/Vn. 2 Three wives sat up in the light-house tow'r, And trimm'd the lamps as the sun went down ; They look'd at the squall and they look'd at the show'r, And the night-rack came rolling up ragged and brown i But men must work, and woman must weep, Tho' storms be sudden and waters deep, ( And the harbor bar be moaning 3 Three corpses lay out on the shining sands, In the morning gleam as the tide went down, And the women are weeping and wringing their hands, For those who will never come back to the town : For men must work, and woman must weep, And the sooner it's over, the-sooner to sleep And good bye to the bar and its moaning. 55 WORDS BY DR. MACKAY. MUSIC BY FRANZ. AST. Andantino. PIANO. wel - come to come from cold self - isli in my and my heart, ......... dark ............ 8or - row; thaw - ing, thaw ye shall glit I was stub Ing like the snow; The ter in the Bun : Tim born, I was weak. Ye haye o YE TEARS! ^T=ft heal eyei know ing funn - tains gush, that can - not weep that I am human. and are by the wil - derness shall the sad - dest eyes of the light of sym - pa ing. all. thT. ^ ^r 4. O ye tears ! ye tears ! ye relieve me of my pain, The barren rock of pride has been stricken once again ; Like the rock that Moses smote amid Horeb's burning sand, It yields the flowing water, to make gladness in the land. O ye tears ! O ye tears ! 5. There is light npon my path ! there is sunshine in my heart, , And the leaf and fruit of life shall not utterly depart ; Ye restore to me the freshness and the bloom of long ago, ye tears I happy tears ! I am thankful that ye flow. ye tears ! happy tears ! 57 Melody: The Guard on the Rhine, by Wilhelm. ARRANGED FOR THE PIANO-FORTE. By JEAN LOUIS. PIANO MARCH. 1 -1 2tJfJ- ? m 'Tis well to have a mer - ry heart Tho' short may be our The sun may shroud it - self in cloud, The trumpet's wrath be- Then laugh a - way, let oth ers say Whate'er they will of F I I i 1*1 * * i *< . El stay, There's wisdom in a mer-ry heart, Whate'er, whate'er the world may gin, It finds the spark to cheer the dark, Its sun, its sunlight is with- mirth, Who laughs the most may truly boast, He's got, he's got the wealth of :- T =J- &-i *L i- :*=!=*: 58 THE MERRY HEART. sMs pi flo/ce. say. There's beau - ty in a mer - ry heart, A mo - ral beau - ty, in ; Phi - lo - so-phy may lift its head, And find out many a earth. 'Tis well to have a mer - ry heart, Tho' short may be our S yf ^ rV SM-M * 3 3 : [TV En ^ ^ +tJ i \i~) E 3 9 *9 - ' J * "tJS r too . .. It shows the hon - est flaw, stay. . . But give to There's wis - doi me, to me a n in a mer - ry mer - ry n 1 s 1 1 1 1 _^ _l i *~- /[_ f2 /rJ J *^ ' *Z* fTV I 3 d ft * 2 23: & H2 p* K * ^ *, 5 5 ^ ' f ^ -3- -j- cre. ^ I ^ f^\* - 1 \^J* m _. . ,_ ->| . J * 1 1 ^ \ " b & ^t & & ^' -+ * + : I ^ y^f * = " i ~ : r~ -^ t ^j *^ __^ -* ^^ 1^ ^_ s~H ^h ^s> : _l 5 O" r - " k ^ ^-L ^ r heart And pays, and heart That's hap - py, heart What - e'er, what J I || I pays each r r r man his due. with a straw, world may say. I ! ") hap py e'er the | | ^_ ^L _ r=_ *U fj ^ */ / ! ! g- g ^(^* j ' *" ^ 9 ^ TL^ j ^v | u. 1 1 ri i ^ [!_ j -^ i * B ^=3 : ^ ' gJ S) - I* .^*- " ^ - 3 59 Composed and Arranged for the Piano-Forte. f. t- PIANO, _u -- 1^_| ---- 1 -- _.^ : --- - ~ ^^.x- 1. The dear - est spot of earth to me Is Home sweet Home! 2. I've taught my heart the way to prize My Home sweet Home! The I've -^ ^ f- ^ r-^ \ I ^ ^ l-k-^ I =f=^ fai - ry land I long to see Is Home sweet Home! learned to look with lov - er's eyes On Home sweet Home! THE DEAREST SPOT. Piu mosso. T -.eM~ There, how charm 'd the sense of bear - ing ! There, where lore is so en - dear - ing ! There, where rows are tru - ly plight-ed! There, where hearts are so a - nit - ed ! Z^ttPj** -4=4 m:=* * * * Z * * * '5: W -*- -9- 1* -j-h-iii V s -* ^ - -srs-h ^ "^ ~+> = *r\ 'T 4 * ^~^~^~ ' ^ I ' "T-^'ilt-^ ^-^' ~~z = dim e roll. a tempo. ~ All the world is not so cheer -ing As Home sweet Home! The All the world be - sides I've slight- ed For Home sweet Home! The *-^ |y_hz=N::_hL t^r=f*-=K u -~m=-j V-i-hr- ^ N=-^ ? q~^-5 ^ 1 ^ *1-^ I 1 ^ *1 ^-^ I 3 (- -^-^-^-^-^ 1 I h -^ 4*^ W P 'EEE^E^j^^ig dear-est spot of earth to me Is Home sweet Home! The fai - ry land I ^-a ir 3 ^ ' P %-H T Oil ^ 1 N i ' ^ ' 1. In the 2. In the is ! ^ y *Q M /T r) A C 9 4M rT\ o 5 m ~ [ Z3 * S S * |H2 " if V 9 . m / r n * P 1- * v_ " ^^ Legato. 1 I 1 1 t^*- J J 4 U : -J- | -J- r- r- *? 1 1 i N K y * -m H i I* m /r r W k_ m ^1 \ r f(tv * * H * m . * ^*i i/ "* *" " west the sun de - cli - ning, Sinks be - neath the moun-tain wind the grass is bend - ing, Flowers now slum - ber in the P^B I"' ^ i 1 1 ' 1 "i 1 ^C j { -_ F 9 C S n ^ fc 1 ^^ 1 ^M f 1 * 1 * 1 1 ^ - ^9 _^. 1 t | | ^^tt 1 ! "i "i ** gar * __j j J JP f, rffi i i h" ~^ m (fy ^-; : f : r- ~P - -* * height, shade ; ~~j 1 i Tints the Birds to i ' 'n clouds with seek their F*=^l gol - den nests are li - ning, wend -ing, =r=^ Sets the Flocks in -i i-| i JLJ _ J;::, ir 3 9 L_^_ * * 5 - *--! g* ' , M J 1 , 1 ^-" .,. "^ 1" T' H*^ 1 -f [ r >iH 62 EVENING SONG. n hills with ru - by's shin - ing, Then bids all the world good fold the shep - herds tend - ing, Home-ward hies the moun - tain 1 * night! . . . . maid Good -night, good-night 1 Good - night, etc. c3 Bleaker winds the flowers benumbing ; On the hearth the cricket singS ; Home the laden bee flies humming, And the drowsy bat is coming, Darting on his leathern wings. Good-night 1 Man now seeks his peaceful dwelling, Circles round the ruddy blaze, Of the sweets of labour telling, Till his heart with raptre swelling Grateful gives his Maker praise. Good-night I 63 FBOM THE OPEBA OF THE BOHEMIAN GIRL. M. W. BALFL Larghetto Cantabile. PIANO- 1. The heart bow'd down by weight of woe, To 2. The mind will in its worst de-spair, Still weak - est hopes will cling ; pon - der o'er the past, To thought and im - pulse On mo - ments of de- :*jf* *^J^^S^^^dJ-^S ^ 4^ a= ^ *3* ^-VjL while they flow, That can no com - fort bring, That can, that light that were Too beau - ti - ful to last, That were too stringendo 64 HEART BOWED DOWN. 1 4. :*3*' ^p p- -* * *- can no com - - fort bring. beau-ti-ful, too beau-ti-ful to last. With those ex - cit - ing To long de part - < 1 con express: di dolore. scenes will blend, O'er pleas - ure'a path - way thrown ; years ex-tend, Its vis - ions with them flown, But mem'-ry is the For mem'-ry is the 4*=0* 1 i t^ f-m ?^ > i * h 3^ ^ 10 3? i =1 P ^\. h bg? on - ly friend That grief can call its own, That a-? K ^ its own, That grief can call its own. As sung in Hie Opera of the Words by ALFRED BUNN, Esq. Music by M, W. BALFE, Andante Cantabile. PIANO. ki i i I ii j yj i^:j. i^v _j ^f _ .. --j C__^ I I , Cres. 1 r k 1. When oth - er lips and 2. \V"hen cold - ness or de o tempo. =i P- oth - er hearts Their talea of lovo nhall tell, ceit shall slight The beau-ty now they prize, In Ian - guage whose ex - And deem it but a ^=^S3S^ ^^fe^; 66 THEN YOU'LL REMEMBER ME. "pjif:*i_*^ cet \n\ - parts The pow'r they feel so well, There may per - Imps in fad - I'd light Vi hich beams with - in your eyes, When, hoi - low hearts shall r? : r r ^^^^JT^W-^- "* I I I ^ i I scene Some re col - lee mask, 'Twill break your own ti- in be to see, Of In ^=t=F -q '~h n F-1 ' ^ d^ ga j -j ^ ^ ^. .. -^. * /-- P^^ tW^ .1 ^=f! ^ ^ days that have as Lap such a mo - ment I py been, And you'll re but ask That you'll re mem mem ber ber -n-r * i r -i r r-V 3f=^T -P - me, and you'll re - mem - ber, you'll re - mem - ber me. me, that you'll re - mem - ber, you'll re mem - ber me. -9^ 2 ' I ~&f ^^*~~S ' i I - *n, r* ( f^ J ^^ Ff^ppr-^^^fl 67 "GOOD BYE, SWEETHEART, GOOD BYE." JOHN L. HATT03. PIANO. The bright stars fade, the The snn is up, the legato. morn is break - ing, The dew drops pearl each bud and leaf, And lark is soar- ing, Loud swells the song of chan - - ti-cleer ; The I from thee my leave am tak - ing, With bliss too brief, with lev -ret bounds o'er earth's soft floor - ing, Yet I am here, yet *g* '*-- bliss too brief, with bli?s. I am here, yet I... too brief, am here. How For tfJJiLW r=T r -i r 68 GOOD BY*, SWEETHEART, GOOD II V K. sinks my heart with fond a - larms, The tear is hid - ing since night's gems from heav'n did fade, And morn to flo - ral z _ * _ -M p m r. m r^ 2 = V 4 ! I m.- f. L S \ from tho' thine I w arms, " Good bye, sweet - heart, good bye ! " said, " Good bye, sweet - heart, good bye ! " ^ v ^ 1 1 i 1 f= 1 = -r- r "} H = ^ 3. J g-^-- -~-^+. ~- _ _ __ * 1 R ! 1 _ __ g_ _cJ 69 Ill lift }; Arranged by SEP. WINNER. Tempo di valse. PIANO. =M=fe= ati2i: ffrpfcz: '- -! P- 3 -p- gE^g Fine. *E '[- I I- P r- ^r=F=g " 70 BEAUTIFUL BLUB DAVUBK WALTZ. li 1 i - -T- ^ > -p- ^- i ^N ... 2E -4- -* T5 t~ -^-^ "-m -S-S-S-M* i- fT\ * w ^ * -*- -i i -i P* i - _~_^ L_ 1 i =* [-IKP 1 *^- 1 1 -*- -*- -r ^i -i i ^-1 ^ -~r- rP i jf^ *^r t -t -r- -r -r- -i-i frja . j* .- tm~~ -- -= i 9 i - -*-*?- "P" _ ^} if-g ^ = -i T- E r r i E ~*5 rrr 4^F Tlir : ~r i \f i " r =$=\ m -^i-rP^^- TRIO. -3? : -h: H^- ^p=p= = dolce. s pipipe-rrp: I I - - U= ^^^- ^^ ^=^ D. (7. n P. ZIKOFF. Galop. PIANO- cres. . 1. SPB :: - ^=^~=arp=S--f:y -*^ mq*zti S- Si g i T- m n- n ATTACK GALOP. - *- do/ce. 1 cres. Composed and Arranged for the Piano-Forte, BY CAUL FAUST. PIANO. I u - G M-!^ ^-Fl ^m. Szg *_ \9-rn - r * -\9- w-r-w !< r* * *~r m-m- -i f s~l r*ir *ir h*=ri*ir*>=r*'-h*i5^^^^ii -i r~~H [-{g^t-j^ jg"-yg h|C' !! 1)g ;! ^-*P"-i*-[-[ "-[ ^^ _ ^j ^j ^, j__j |*^J : ^iff: fe .^. i>. .^. 1 1 1 I -I *P- -/- GOOD LUCK MARCH. tt **- "f- -ff- -*-* -0-m ' * ' m * -P-? :3=:t==t=zz:tn^ip*^Lrf?_L*_^==z S"F*~lS'-*^j|=Fg^^I~*Vi=q _fS&^fc=: * =5^ . *r**:r" . 15*- B^t__^^6i_^i_I^.. > t^ t 71 ^ ^ "I T- *~m^^- i TRIO. yi^w^q Hrrr::*:c &= 8va acZ libitum. ^~ rr ~^ : h~-! I t ^H 9MKC. tr-tr / * **<, ' 2 ' 75 SLUMBER POLK/. Introduction, PIANO. Kl .Polka. 4=: ffif-X SLUMBER POLKA. ' GALOP. FRANZ BUDIK. INTRODUCTION. GALOP, ' PIANO. + * & t > . , fc t h - M i -H* MP M> *-*J*^ f**T 2. _JD. fif. to :g: JOLLT BROTHERS GALOP. TRIO. r i I 1 I ! rt T T X JL-i SCHOTTISCH. By CEAS, 3). RENTGE1T. Moderate. 1=2 ztez: PIANO. 5EE5E= i i r- i r ~~ FV, ^ j~ ^ -a- j I 1 H 1 W "I 1 - I ^^=gga=^^^-W* i ^=^&a -t ^i "^T- i +> * -,>- ^ -k )*- * L*_ 1* F=tar= 4-fc* -p - -^- ^*=FF=P 1 h Repeat Sva. Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1873, by SEP. WINNER, in the Office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington, D. C. 80 L'ETOILE SCHOTTISCH. 8t-a. 8va TRIO, loco. Delicato. B ^^r^ryB^F^ t* u.r< ral F P- ar-'B-'gr^ ~p 9 ^= =t=is-- m e* :Sr rFrSS t= 81 r i r CHARLES D'ALBERT. No, 1, =bcx P-P - -( r~P^ n cres. Ped. Fed. * D. C- :EEE -P--T afe^-y- Ped. Ped, No, 2- :3=ji= z^E^zz: P - P P yqp=g=g r I i i " 1 hj I I: i Ped. PERI WALTZES. ;fcs*: , : s ,n-nn is t/ .u. *s ff Fed. = %E ^=* r r: *_*- I Ped. u ^t -^ -^' - 1 - 1 ^i ^^ No, 3, -. V \ Q i. /^ P?* ^ r* r* H* i * ' P- ^-^ * m m m 1, i \ * , i 1 S3Z331 ^ ! p| i i Ly L ^=* ^-~ ^pi _ [*- -p*-2- ^*=ff: r=r=P I Fr p_i 14^. QUI VI VE GALOP. -*^n*- -^L -*- -*- g ---*- -^- *..*-+- tr -*-*-*- DI1TOE,AH. PIANO. Allegretto moderato. SSE * ft it *-$ cres. J=f SHADOW DANCE. . * h *y~"~p \- m -fr h; ^E=E= i H - ^ B.C. to ^ * * -- --<- -*- ; jy jg-r-^ -' - y ~r^ ^Tflg M_-M_ D. C. to/? PIANO, Allegro. ON HERYE'S COMIC OPERA. GALOP, TT,, * * *~ m~ ie: w. \!^i_ J i mfi -J * HIT AND MISS GAL, OP. CODA. -*-- qt=ttn= SHARP-SHOOTERS' MARCH. COMPOSED FOR THE PIANO-FORTE, By CARL FAUST PIANO, =: -rNJt -j-vj-j .*- i- t= " IP 33 s^=s^i S| 90 SHARP-SHOOTER 8' MARCH. P 0- ^ JJWaM*4*d 2 ^ r-- i J=-I [S^F^ n i i flMtf.4. ' T,o. ss pg i= t t j-t- * ' * g|r-= ^-r^ (S# 1 . . i r T "^T -H ' .. i -m-*- -m = 1 vd I ^-- --~-t^ -- -* ?= s i" hH 1 F-: l-i W- &> (- 9 I U*-1-J 1 1 h*~L| 1 1 na f^rH^fefefeJT-rg^^ -| 1 ^ i H ^- i ^-| H ^ I ^- 1 H 1 I * 4^ ^ --H-H m Sf I "P- i j i ^ ' ' t i i ' i i $- P=s: LzMjmLMp.f^ 91 THE BLACK KEY POLKA MAZURKA. COMPOSED FOR THE PIANO-FORTE, By A. HERZOG. Tempo di Mazurka. PIANO, .--- fctet .ss "Ty*- -JT^ Lj=t=fh=* -^ I r H I I I 5=S- i^i s 1 1= i ^^5 / staccafo. f) fc^=^=d^=^ &tfcJBfcgd ^ =t i -t ^ ^tL^ :i=^t=* r ^ ^ g: _tr_. P 3^-jJLjL i 92 d-- TEIO. * = If , ' f -g 93 THE STORM POLKA. By A. WALLERSTEIN. POLKA. -i r =, Ped Ped. D. O. S St*t *** _l cpat ^ t : W-\ UN. 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