Studies in folk-song and popular poetry

Alfred M. (Alfred Mason) Williams

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'' -: 13 v . >...k_^ ^_ PN ,W7 STUDIES IN FOLK-SONG AND POPULAR POETRY BY M.ALFRED WILLIAMS "AUTHOR OF "SAM HOUSTON AND THB WAR OF INDEPENDENCE IN TEXAS BOSTON AND NEW YORK MIFFLIN ANDHOUGHTON, COMPANY fttoewibe(Cte ^rcjjtf, Cambribge 1894 1894,Copyright, M. WILLIAMS.BY ALFRED All reserved. rights The Riverside S. A.Mass.,U.Press, Cambridge, and Printed H. O. andHoughton Company.Electrotyped by TO C. A. W. How have I in oft daysforever gone inHeard voice some old,thypure simple song, With sadness and sweethappy griefprolong dear some heartThe of fond forlorn,complaint That in musicwept from grief's harp-strings drawn; att the that to blissWhile joys full belong Bloomed in radiant athy grace, magic throng, And love thee in its morn.enwrapped shining But those strains old'now, alas, mournful of Touch sad heart with it cannot bearmy pains ; Their music breathes the anguish they enfold, And sorrow with each enchanted air,sings While the vision that sogleams of face fair, Those dear brown that haireyes, ofsoftened gold. NOTE. OF the in this that on Americanvolume,essays Sea has been in the AtlanticSongs published and that on of the CivilMonthly, Folk-Songs War in the American Folk-Lore Journal. Those on and Scottish Ballads,English Popular Lady Nairne and her and William theSongs, Thorn, Weaver aswere contributed articlesPoet, literary to the Providence Journal.

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• Folk Songs

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• Publié par: les_archives_du_savoir
• Nombre de lectures: 18
• Langue: English
• Poids de l'ouvrage: 10 Mo

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,W7STUDIES IN FOLK-SONG AND
POPULAR POETRY
BY
M.ALFRED WILLIAMS
"AUTHOR OF "SAM HOUSTON AND THB WAR OF INDEPENDENCE IN TEXAS
BOSTON AND NEW YORK
MIFFLIN ANDHOUGHTON, COMPANY
fttoewibe(Cte ^rcjjtf, Cambribge
18941894,Copyright,
M. WILLIAMS.BY ALFRED
All reserved.
rights
The Riverside S. A.Mass.,U.Press, Cambridge,
and Printed H. O. andHoughton Company.Electrotyped byTO C. A. W.
How have I in
oft daysforever gone
inHeard voice some old,thypure simple song,
With sadness and sweethappy griefprolong
dear some heartThe of fond forlorn,complaint
That in musicwept from grief's harp-strings drawn;
att the that to blissWhile joys full belong
Bloomed in radiant athy grace, magic throng,
And love thee in its morn.enwrapped shining
But those strains old'now, alas, mournful of
Touch sad heart with it cannot bearmy pains ;
Their music breathes the anguish they enfold,
And sorrow with each enchanted air,sings
While the vision that sogleams of face fair,
Those dear brown that haireyes, ofsoftened gold.