Soldier Songs and Love Songs

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The Project Gutenberg EBook of Soldier Songs and Love Songs, by A.H. Laidlaw This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.net Title: Soldier Songs and Love Songs Author: A.H. Laidlaw Release Date: February 2, 2005 [EBook #14869] Language: English Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 *** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK SOLDIER SONGS AND LOVE SONGS *** Produced by Ted Garvin, Melissa Er-Raqabi and the PG Online Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net. SOLDIER SONGS AND LOVE SONGS BY A.H. LAIDLAW PRESS OF WILLIAM R. JENKINS NEW YORK COPYRIGHT, 1898, BY A.H. LAIDLAW [ALL RIGHTS RESERVED] Dedicated TO THE SOLDIERS AND SAILORS OF THE UNITED STATES THE TWO ARMS OF AMERICAN SALVATION CONTENTS. PREFACE. SONGS. CUSTER. THE AMERICAN GIRL. THE GOOD SHIP "OHIO." THE AMERICAN GIRLS. THE UNION OATH. BETSIE BROWN. SWORD OF JEHOVAH. BLACK EYES. THE AMERICAN ÇA IRA. BIRD OF THE SUMMERING NORTH. THE WAR SONG OF WILLIAM THE CONQUEROR. THE LIGHT OF YOUR BEAUTIFUL EYES. BABYLON. THE BRITISH GYP. DEATH SONG OF THE ENFANTS PERDUS. FARE THEE WELL, O LOVE OF WOMAN! EVER TO BE. JOCK AND JEAN. THE FLAG OF BROTHERS. WITH A HO-HO-HO! AND A HI-HI-HI! SEE THE FIELD OF BATTLE GLEAMS. THE DYING SOLDIER TO THE NIGHTINGALE. BURKE OF THE BRAVE BRIGADE. TEARS, TEARS. SHERRY IN THE SADDLE. HOME!

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The Project Gutenberg EBook of Soldier Songs and Love Songs, by A.H. LaidlawThis eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and withalmost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away orre-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License includedwith this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.netTitle: Soldier Songs and Love SongsAuthor: A.H. LaidlawRelease Date: February 2, 2005 [EBook #14869]Language: EnglishCharacter set encoding: ISO-8859-1*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK SOLDIER SONGS AND LOVE SONGS ***PDriosdturciebdu tbeyd  TPerdo oGfarrevaidni,n gM eTelaims saat  Ehrt-tRpa:q/a/bwiw wa.npdg dtph.en ePtG. OnlineSOLDIER SONGSDNALOVE SONGSYBA.H. LAIDLAWPRESS OFWILLIAM R. JENKINSNEW YORK
COPAY.RHI. GLHAITD, L18A9W8, BY[ALL RIGHTS RESERVED]DedicatedTO THESOLDIERS AND SAILORSOF THEUNITED STATESTHE TWO ARMS OF AMERICAN SALVATIONCONTENTS.PREFACE.SCOUNSTGES.R.THE AMERICAN GIRL.TTHHEE  AGMOOEDR ISCHAINP  "GIORHLISO.."TBHETE SUIEN IBORN OOWANT.H.SWORD OF JEHOVAH.BLACK EYES.TBIHRED  AOMFE RTICHAE N SÇUAM IRMAE.RINGNORTH.THE WAR SONG OFWILLIAM THE CONQUEROR.TBHEEA UTILFIUGLH TE YESO.F YOURBABYLON.TDHEEA TBHR ITISSOH NGGY P.OF THEFEANRFEA NTTHSE PE EWRDELULS,. O LOVEOF WOMAN!JEOVCEKR  TAON DB EJ.EAN.TWHITEH F LA AHG OO-FH OB-RHOOT! HAENRDS .A
HI-HI-HI!SEE THE FIELD OF BATTLEGLEAMS.TTHHEE  NIDGYHINTIGN GSALOEL.DIER TOBURKE OF THE BRAVEBRIGADE.TEARS, TEARS.SHERRY IN THE SADDLE.THHOEM CE!U HSOTEMRE !WAIL.WEEP NOT FOR HIM.TGIAF RRAY  YLEA SNSOITE  INS EPGUYRPNT .ALADDIE.THE AMERICANTCHOEN SYUOMUNMAG TVIEOTN.S.MAIDEN KNICKERBOCKERCAANPD TAIN TPHICE KWICGK ALLANTIT IS TIME TO BEGIN TOCONCLUDE.FMAARRESWHEALL L.NEY'STHE LILY LAND OFFRANCE.THE THREE P'S.PREFACE.In issuing this collection of Songs, theauthor makes the followingacknowledgments:—"The American Ça ira" was suggestedwhile reading the French song of thatname, from which song the phrase çaira alone was appropriated.In "The Song of William theConqueror," his characteristic oath, "Bythe splendor of God!" is used.In the "Death Song of the EnfantsPerdus," a few remembered lines orfragments have been appropriated froman anonymous and almost forgottenEnglish ballad."Burke of the Brave Brigade" waswritten in memory of the late Dennis F.Burke, the last commander of the IrishBrigade in the battle of Gettysburg.
"The Custer Wail" was composed in adream, in 1877.In the last two stanzas of "MarshallNey's Farewell," his own languagetranslated is used in nearly half thelines. The first line of this poem is theexpression used by Napoleon, on hisvoyage to St. Helena, when sightingthe shore of France for the last time."The Lily Land of France" wassuggested by the French song, "Partantpour la Syrie," from which nothing wasappropriated but the accentualmovement.Except in the above mentionedinstances, the songs here collectedwere composed without finding amodel or a suggestion in any otherwriter.The "Soldier Songs" and the "LoveSongs" are printed alternately.A.H. LAIDLAW.SGNOSCUSTER.Foiled on the field with hisdead boys around him,All waiting for Earth to recoverher own,Fortune hath missed him, butGlory hath found him,While fighting a thousand fiercefoemen alone.Custer's the right wing, the leftand the center,Himself is his only reserve andsupply.This is a battle for Spartans toenter,Where One makes an army toconquer or die.
Straightm oene t htihse s tgeriemd  bdaotttlhe h,eThe red line of danger growsdeadly and large,Loud from the hills rings therifleman's rattle,But Custer is ready, so forwardand charge!Firing fweitnhc ilnefgt  hwaitnhd r,i gahntd,The reihnas nidn lheisss t eyoetuhn, gli kHeu an,What is his fate in the terriblefight?The thoyuets aCnudsst ehr ahtha tshl awino nh.im,His foetemreronr  satinlld s weeokn dhierm, inAlive ind tahrke etensm tphees tv tahlea;tHis charge they still fear in theechoing thunder,His sword in the lightning, hisvoice in the gale.THE AMERICAN GIRL.The maid for man to,evolAll other forms above,Is she whose home adorns theloam of this fair land of:enimAmerican in sire,She's born of love and,erifAnd dominates the heart ofman as by a right divine.By rhyming swainpursued,She meets the puling,edudWhose hopes to win arecentered in his palePlatonic plan;American in heart,She spurns his petty,trapThen, speeds him to the armymess to prove himself a
.namWith tact burned in the,enobShe stands herself,alone,The peer of peers of ancientyears, for highestfunctions fit;American in headWho woos her, shemay wed,If he hath grace, and wit, andworth, and sense, andsoul and grit.Alive, alert and sweet,In rounded poise,complete,Come any day what will ormay, she meets theworld at par;American in soul,She brooks no man'scontrol,But brings to one a crystal loveas stainless as a star.Who wins, she weds,retains,She lives, she loves,she reignsThrough home and hall, andover all the sovereign ofthe scene;American in dower,She knows her nativepower,And holds the heart of him sheloves, a Woman and aQueen.THE "GOOHIOOD. "SHIPSwift o'er the lee when the windflies free,FWoiltlho swksi eths eo 'sehricpa "stO shhioe, "bendsto the blast,Like a billowy bird she can fly,,OAnd she'll leave all behind in a
whispering windAs soft as a maiden's sigh, O.Or when o'er the Lakes thestorm-cloud breaks,And the waves scoop theirmurderous hollow,While the weaker ship to itsmooring must slipAnd safe in a harbor wallow,In the front of the storm she fillsher white form,And the demons of dangerfollow.O for the life 'mid the storm andthe strifeOf sailor and storm and billow!Far be my bed from the lubberlydaedThat sleep near the wailingwillow,But give me the grave of themutinous waveWith its heaving and whistlingpillow.Down from the skies look thespectral eyesOf our kelpie, sprite andbewailer,And gathering in crowds by theshivering shrouds,They croon while our cheeksgrow paler,And they sing as they sweepo'er the clamorous deep:"We love the hot heart of asailor!"THE AMERICAN GIRLS.Yes! The land we loveIs a land of pretty girls,In grand variety;With their many colored eyesAnd their multi-colored curls,They'll steal thy heart from thee.If you travel in the North,One will gleam in glory forth,With her blue eyes, O, so blue!And her flash of golden hairWill be flirting in the air,While entrancing all the soul in
.uoyOho! My Boy! Oho!Always for your weal and neverfor your woe,Your little heart will gallop onthe go,And it will not give you restWithin your manly breast,Till you land yourself in toto ather toe.Oho! My Boy! Oho!If you travel in the South,You will find a rosy mouth,And a black eye, O so black!And some strands of raven hairWill purloin your heart justthere,And you'll never get the poorthing back.Oho! My Boy! Oho! Etc.If you travel in the East,YOon uar  dsewaere st oeuyle ,w iOll  shoa vsew ae efte!astAnd a most seductive curlTWhilal tt hweilrle f lignivge y yoouu ar t htewaort a twirlqueenly feet.Oho! My Boy! Oho! Etc.If you travel in the West,One shy glance will pierce yourbreastFrom a bright eye, O so bright!And an auburn heaven of hairWill so glorify the air,You'll surrender all your soul atsight.Oho! My Boy! Oho!Always for your weal and neverfor your woe,Your little heart will gallop onthe go,And it will not give you restWithin your manly breast,Till you land yourself in toto ather toe.Oho! My Boy! Oho!Thus, the land we loveIs a land of pretty girls,In grand variety;With their many colored eyesAnd their multi-colored curls,They'll steal thy heart from thee.
THE UNION OATH.By the Revolution's dead,By their Blood in battle shed,By the Earth that drank their,erogBy the Heaven in which they,raosBy the Union Stripe and Star,By the God of Righteous War,Swear to conquer, or to die!Swear to conquer,Swear to conquer,Swear to conquer now, or die!By the Revolution's dead,By their Blood in battle shed,By the Earth that drank their,erogBy the Heaven in which they,raosBy the Union Stripe and Star,By the God of Righteous War,We will conquer now, or die!We will conquer!We will conquer!We will conquer now, or die!BETSIE BROWN.I have loved you all my days,Betsie Brown,And I'll never cease to praiseBetsie Brown;Still must I break love's tie,To act a patriot part,But I'll yield thee, as I die,The last throb of my heart,Betsie Brown!For my country let me die,Betsie Brown,And never grieve nor cry,Betsie Brown,But lay me down to sleepWhere my country's tempests,evarWhere its mountain moss canpeerc
O'er an humble patriot's grave,Betsie Brown!And should my boy, with thee,Betsie Brown,By my grave once bend the,eenkBetsie Brown,Teach him to bleed or dieFor his country or his God,Like him whose ashes lieBeneath the loving sod,Betsie Brown!SWORD OF JEHOVAH.Sword of Jehovah, swingOW'iedr et hoen  twhoer ltde'sm rpaevset'nsi nwgi,ng,Swing far! Swing free!BWrhacereed  tthoe t hmea iblaeyd ohnaent,d is set,SBlwoiondgy f aarn! dS wwianrgm f raened! wet,Strike where the sordid greatRevel in royal state,Liberty desolate,Strike far! Strike free!Where the King's courserschamp,Where the mailed millionstramp,Ringed round the tyrant's camp,Strike far! Strike free!FGaulla rwdheed rbe yt hgeo rKy abisaenrd sst,ands,KFanlol fwanr!  bFya tllh ferier eb!loody hands,TTiillll  tthhee  lCahsrti sDt,e lsifpteotds  hdiigeh,,FCaolln fsaur!m Fmaallt efrse eD!estiny,BLACK EYES.The Blue Eye will do if thecourting is throughAnd the way of the marriage is
sunny,And it helps in the fun till thesweet life is doneIf the girl brings a mint of goodmoney.But when aft or before the goodparson's front door,With calm or a storm on thetrack;For Love red, red hot, with theducats or not,There is never an eye like theBlack.The Hazel is true to you all theway through,And it burns with a light warmand steady;Only if it is Fred that she has inher head,It is burning for no one butFreddie.But the Black Eye will veer andstake kingdoms to spearWhatever it likes on the track,And as a love-lance to its lordin the danceThere is never an eye like theBlack.Here then is good health andwithout or with wealthTo the deep raven eye of mycharmer!It's a heavenly spell when itloves very well,Only when it does not it iswarmer.And it's little I care, only so I getthere,Whichever I find on the track,For Heaven or Hell in itsmagical spellThere is never an eye like theBlack.THE AMERICAN ÇA IRA.With a sullen, setting Sun,It will come!With the days of Despots done,It will come!With a sullen, setting Sun,