The Arkansas Traveller's Songster - online songbook

The Celebrated Story of the Arkansas Traveller, With Music for Violin or Piano

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SHE was sister to the angels.
She was sister to the angels- -
For we knew we could not traee. In that form of radiant beauty,
Any stain of earthly race ; Like a sunbeam was her laughter,
And of heaven's own blue her eye; and we wondered not they took her
'io their home beyond the sky: Like a shadow that comes flitting
Through some bright and sunny beam. She has passed away before us,
And has left us but a dream.
There are flowers that fade in summer
That the spring-time may restore; But the heart grows sad and weary,
Ere the winter-time is o'er. In a thousand sunny places
We their beauteous forms may view But they seem not half so lovely
As the flowers our childhood knew. So in all that's fair around us,
We in part recall that face, That had less of earth than heaven,
Yet of each had left a trace.
JAKE SCHNEIDER'S DAUGHTER. A Parody on " Lord Ullin's Daughter."
By John F. Poole. Mit der Tune of "Whack row de dow.*
A veller, in der Jersey clime, Cries, "Poatman, do not darry!
Oil I'll gif you a pretzel vine To row us o'er der verry."
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