Familiar Songs - Their Authors & Histories

300 traditional songs, inc sheet music with full piano accompaniment & lyrics.

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When the humid shadows hover
Over all the starry spheres And the melancholy darkness
Gently weeps in rainy tears, What a bliss to press the pillow
Of a cottage-chamber bed And to listen to the patter
Of the soft rain overhead !
Every tinkle on the shingles
Has an echo in the heart; And a thousand dreamy fancies
Into busy being start, And a thousand recollections
Weave their air-threads into woof, As I listen to the patter
Of the rain upon the roof.
Now in memory comes my mother,
As she used, long years agone, To regard the darling dreamers
Ere she left them till the dawn : O ! I see her leaning o'er me,
As I list to this refrain Which is played upon the shingles
By the patter of the rain.
Then my little seraph sister,
With her wings and waving hair, And her star-eyed cherub brother
A serene angelic pair! Glide around my wakeful pillow,
With their praise or mild reproof, As I listen to the murmur
Of the soft rain on the roof.
And another comes, to thrill me
With her eyes' delicious blue; And I mind not, musing on her,
That her heart was all untrue: I remember but to love her
With a passion kin to pain, And my heart's quick pulses vibrate
To the patter of the rain.
Art hath naught of tone or cadence
That can work with such a spell In the soul's mysterious fountains,
Whence the tears of rapture well, As that melody of Nature,
That subdued, subduing strain Which is played upon the shingles
By the patter of the rain.

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