The Children's Treasury of English SongMacmillan, 1877 - 302 էջ |
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Francis Turner Palgrave. -THIS IS AN ART WHICH DOES MEND NATURE , CHANGE IT RATHER : BUT THE ART ITSELF IS NATURE.- SHAKESPEARE : Winter's Tale THE CHILDREN'S TREASURY OF ENGLISH SONG SELECTED AND ARRANGED WITH.
Francis Turner Palgrave. -THIS IS AN ART WHICH DOES MEND NATURE , CHANGE IT RATHER : BUT THE ART ITSELF IS NATURE.- SHAKESPEARE : Winter's Tale THE CHILDREN'S TREASURY OF ENGLISH SONG SELECTED AND ARRANGED WITH.
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Francis Turner Palgrave. THE CHILDREN'S TREASURY OF ENGLISH SONG SELECTED AND ARRANGED WITH NOTES BY FRANCIS TURNER PALGRAVE LATE FELLOW OF EXETER COLLEGE , OXFORD ; EDITOR OF THE GOLDEN TREASURY New York : MACMILLAN AND CO . 1877 • The ...
Francis Turner Palgrave. THE CHILDREN'S TREASURY OF ENGLISH SONG SELECTED AND ARRANGED WITH NOTES BY FRANCIS TURNER PALGRAVE LATE FELLOW OF EXETER COLLEGE , OXFORD ; EDITOR OF THE GOLDEN TREASURY New York : MACMILLAN AND CO . 1877 • The ...
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... songs , narratives , descriptions , or reflective pieces of a lyrical quality , fit to give pleasure , --high , pure , manly , ( and therefore lasting ) — to children in the stage between early childhood and early youth ; and no pieces ...
... songs , narratives , descriptions , or reflective pieces of a lyrical quality , fit to give pleasure , --high , pure , manly , ( and therefore lasting ) — to children in the stage between early childhood and early youth ; and no pieces ...
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Belisarius beneath bird bonny bower breast breath bright Brignall cheer cold cried Cumnor dark dead dear death deep door doth echoing green eyes fair fair Annie fairy fast father fear fire flew flock flowers gay goshawk Gilpin grave gray green hath hear heard heart Heaven Helvellyn hill John Anderson John Gilpin King lady lamb land light lilies Line live Lochinvar lonely look'd Lord Lord Gregory loud Lyca maid maiden maun merry moon morn mother ne'er never night nymphs o'er poem poet Quantock Hills quoth Robin Robin Goodfellow round sail Scots kirk seem'd ship sing sleep smile snow song soon soul sound spake star stood storm sweet tears thee thine Thou hast thought turn'd Twas voice vrom waves weary weep wild wind wood Wordsworth Yarrow young