19th-century Songwriter Quotes
As a boy, I had sighed over the mysteries of multiplication; addition had added materially to my distress, and subtraction taken away much of my repose.
Thomas Haynes Bayly
Is the cabin still left standing? Has the rich man need of all?
Is the children's birthplace taken now within the new park wall?
Helen Blackwood, Baroness Dufferin and Claneboye
What are the wild waves saying,
Sister, the whole day long,
That ever amid our playing
I hear but their low, lone song?
Joseph Edwards Carpenter
On State Street, that great street, I just want to say
They do things they don't do on Broadway
They have the time, the time of their life
I saw a man, he danced with his wife
In Chicago, Chicago my home town.
All the world is sad and dreary
Everywhere I roam,
Oh! darkies, how my heart grows weary,
Far from the old folks at home.
There's a hope for every woe,
And a balm for every pain,
But the first joys of our heart
Come never back again!
Her sanity was a fragile thing, a butterfly cupped in her hands, that she carried with her everywhere, afraid of what would happen if she let it go-or got careless and crushed it.
It's a long way to Tipperary,
It's a long way to go.
It's a long way to Tipperary,
To the sweetest girl I know!
Farewell Leicester Square!
It's a long long way to Tipperary,
But my heart's right there.
Thou art gone from my gaze like a beautiful dream,
And I seek thee in vain by the meadow and stream.
Thy pardon, Father, I beseech,
In this my prayer if I offend;
One something sees beyond his reach
From childhood to his journey's end.
My wife, our little boy Aignan,
Have travelled even to Narbonne;
My grandchild has seen Perpignan;
And I — have not seen Carcassonne.
While you've a lucifer to light your fag,
Smile, boys, that's the style.
What's the use of worrying?
It never was worth while, so
Pack up your troubles in your old kit-bag,
And smile, smile, smile.
George Henry Powell
Do not look at life's long sorrow; see how small each moment's pain.
Adelaide Anne Procter
Oh, Sussex, Sussex by the sea!
Good old Sussex by the Sea!
You may tell them all that we stand or fall
For Sussex by the sea!
"Hurrah! Hurrah! we bring the Jubilee!
Hurrah! Hurrah! the flag that makes you free!"
So we sang the chorus from Atlanta to the sea,
While we were marching through Georgia.
Henry Clay Work
Trottin' to the fair,
Me and Moll Maloney,
Seated, I declare
On a single pony.
Alfred Perceval Graves
See the wild birds on the wing,
Hear the bells that sweetly ring,
When you feel like singin', sing--
Frank L. Stanton
Speed, bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing,
'Onward,' the sailors cry;
Carry the lad that's born to be king,
Over the sea to Skye.
Sir Harold Boulton, 2nd Baronet
The life of Liverpool is commerce; it is a city of warehouses and shops.
Katherine Lee Bates
Wipe the tear, baby dear, from your eye-ee.
Tho' it's hard to part, I know,
I'll be tickled to death to go.
Don't cry-ee—don't sigh-ee!
There's a silver lining in the sky-ee!
Bonsoir, old thing! cheerio! chin-chin!
Nahpoo! Toodle-oo! Good-bye-ee!
R. P. Weston
Mammy, Mammy, look at me. Don't you know me? I'm your little baby.
Sam M. Lewis
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